Category: Writers Block
O I cry alone!
in disguised emotions
I cry alone!
in romantic fantasy
all black and blue
At best when alone
a sculpted garden founded by
demons seeking a vocabulary of tranquile loneliness.
- a ghost town of stolen lovers
Storms holding hands rainbows in the night
Faded beauty dessert haze
Murky deeds invade the space.
placed lovers in broken web pages for all to see
A whiskey of death, decay, defamed
My soul, my sun, my seed!
I opened up these broken eyes. to catch Creatures loietering around.
creatures standing near wrestling with poetry. Smelled stank love on the floor. heardWicked steps.one by one, they heard my cry. Approaching me I rushed to, sell- Drugg- S&M my fix. I denounce these dirty deeds
But, for an ounce, of your humanity
I found Humanity in my head
illusions on my knees
I ached no more