Let the peace of the holy dove descend upon me This world was not meant to be cast in stone This realm was not designed to be won alone The connections we magnetize throughout this journey Leads our footpath alongside the waters of the everlasting With the soil to sprout an abundant deliverance To shoot…
Tag: Poems
89 Going On Infinity
A heart full of sorrow a bitter life full of pain Is a condition of hopelessness a brutal, viscous game I didn’t always feel like this in fact my eyes were clean But now all I see is a narrow muddied stream I lost my love some time ago my kids see me old and…
Genuine Para-Frame
They told me they wanted the truth… They can’t handle the truth Of a heart so real, intense disdain is left to feel Mistaken zeal so they say Do you know the stories of my life… clouded rain. Pure hatred from the ‘sane’ Manipulative inquiries set to set up range Forged excuses from family to…
Free Falter
ignorance remains in fashion while the group tends to hanker near they reappear to disappear to gather near to ingest fear they practically love to falter free 10.14.14
I Need My Life, Artist 101
I made a few mistakes in my life, I let a few people in Forgot that Artist call to win, expressing through your experience seems to benefit As details in explanation only conflicts 3.31.15
A Little High Rebel
i push for 100 shoves my hair has a drug i sentence your hair to memory! they say drugs are meant to be… …..change of scenery unsmoking, unpredictable unprecedented, uninhibited everything is floating my hair and my memory! 3.21.15
Dreams Of Me Singing On The Edge
Don’t do it… everyone’s going to hate you This i know, this is my breakthrough I accept anything like that, it’s a head pain… it’s a heart pain to suffer 11.29.14
Well & Toughened
Some people think they know you Yet have barely met themselves It’s cute to see this in action A shallow soul, a hardened heart What they believe is a fraction A misrepresentation of a solid stance A ill played waltz with the universe A forged dance, a false trophy in hand Backbones plagued with masking…
When You Fall First Magically Off The Ground
No one believes us and why should they Talk is so cheap, what is solid within us is not weak The furthest from that, our strength is unfathomable We might of stumbled, yet time reveals all Our souls are immeasurable 5.22.14
I Never Sold Soul
Society stole something from me My will to breathe My want to see My god, my identity Please they said, fit in like me… you too got it in you to suck a suckling I said no, I don’t got it in me to be a wannabe The struggle is real, yet your motives make…
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