Remember (a poem) I remember, only to forget. Remember who I am. ~ I am Death, I am life. I am all, I am nothing. I am man, I am beast. I am divine, I am daemon. I am whole, I am broken. I am strength, I am weakness. I am wise, I am foolish. … Continue reading Remember (a poem, 2019)
Month: March 2023
The Daemon (a poem)
The Daemon (a poem) A time ago I asked myself a question, knowing not where it led. See, I have lived my life a sinning man, I have learned that sinners can see through others, and sometimes see themselves staring back. Looking yourself in the eye, anywhere but in front a mirror, I call that … Continue reading The Daemon (a poem)
The Shell (a poem, 2022)
The Shell (a poem) Beneath the smile, the laugh, the jest, the kindness, the comradery, the humility, the generosity... the understanding... the hopefulness… ~ There was a lone voice screaming for reprieve. There was a lone voice screaming to be heard. There was a lone voice screaming for the end. ~ There the voice screamed, … Continue reading The Shell (a poem, 2022)
“Tell me of Life” (a musing, 2017)
Life is a transitory thing, reaching the finish nearly as it begins. It scarcely frustrates its pace enough, it cannot appreciate the beauty, horror, or intrigue— these that churn to being in the wake of its steps. Yet as it bounds forward, the lights that gather into flame, rather than shine with persevering luster, … Continue reading “Tell me of Life” (a musing, 2017)
Freedom (a poem, 2020)
Freedom (a poem) I consume, The substance consumes me. A life less painful than my own… The sensation alone, Addiction itself. I become someone else, Other than myself. I have this choice, It is simple and free of pain, Yet I know nothing is truly painless. This life unlike my own, This experience unlike my … Continue reading Freedom (a poem, 2020)
I did this to myself (a poem, 2017)
I did this to myself (a poem) Hesitation wrapped its bony fingers around my throat, barring the offense crawling its way to my tongue. Doubt wove a web over my spite, and for a moment, those words made me believe them. After all… I desperately wanted to believe them. The part of me that wanted … Continue reading I did this to myself (a poem, 2017)
