If only….

you knew how to become your own best friend,

never again would you feel lonely.

Someone who’d take your heart break and let it mend.

if only you we’re never alone,

then you’d never be without a home.

"Home,” that seems to have a foreign dialect

if only home did in-prison you along with abuse and neglect

If only I could stip neglect of it’s power,

and disarm abuse if just for on...

What I wouldn’t do to be a bird, how magnificent that must be,

no longer improsioned in a concrete cell, the true definition of free.

To have only the sky as my limits and newly spread wings

To be able to soar as my heart and voice sings.

They say to always be careful what you wish for,

I don’t wish for this anymore,

Instead of freedom I have found myself captivated once more instead,

The c...

How did he incapacitate her mind so eaisly? Lucinda wasn’t one to be amused by the rabbit in the hat, she didn’t fall for trickery but this mysterious strange man with the hypnotic eyes, captivating demeanor, twisted smile was just decietful enough for her to let her guard down. Just for one second, but one second all it took,“Here,” he sneered, as the candle flames seemed to danced around him wit...

It takes something worse than a monster, to lie in bed at night, and caress my body as if you were on an anatomy exploration.

But soon after daylight breaks and you’ve ceased all of my territory retreat with little explanation.

Only a villain would give me their love, and cover me in a blanket made from stars giving me an “at home” sensation,

But then without warning rip away the covers leaving...

War and Love

My words are Magick or so it’s been said, holding a beauty far greater than my looks.

When powered by emotions they are of sonnets, some even published in books.

But, when fueled by anger, they weaponize into a thing even God himself, and I fear.

Without hesitation they fly from my mouth, impaling chests as if made from a sharpened spear.

My words can cause mass destruction one...

I painted over the grey skies, painted rainbows to cover up the white lies.

I mixed the lies with red flags, and made it all a sunset pink.

If I painted it warm enough it would make the days brighter, you would think.

I covered the black and blue bruises on my kicked around heart a bright red

I painted color to mask the darkness inside my head.

I painted the highest quality I could of you,

B...

Collecting shooting stars,

keeping them on the nightstand, like fireflies in jars.

Holding dandelions tightly in my fists,

wishing for times more simpler than this.

Absent always stood in the place that you should.....

Should have been, been there as any father would.

Death has become you, so now forever absent you shall stay.

If I could flip the hour glass would it remain that way?

If I bartered ...