Patterns of thought;
I feel loved and unaccepted
tolerated and rejected.
I see red, and can’t see at all.
My verse is short
My fuse is fragile
I see red, and can’t see at all.
Patterns………
where they lead me.
Solutions of Insanity
Pathways to Serenity
I see red, and can’t see at all.
Spying escape from myself
I tear away my mask.
I see red, and I can’t see at all.
My Fans shred away my inhibition.
I walk in submission
Head Held High
eyes turned down
TAKING OFF MY CROWN
The torture of silence brews in fear of not being acknowledged.
Oad to the world
I AM ALREADY DEAD!
Oad to the world
my time spent plundering
a treasure never mine……
Oad to you.
It is getting quite cold in here
death is
cold……dark, the darkest kind of cold; rooted to
DESIRE…..’desire for life’
sex
friendships
IMMORTALITY
LOVE
Dreams of a (PIL) Perfect Imagined Live
gains courage
…….TO DESTROY
I am on this journey knowing one thing only….(that I don’t know MUCH)
That I get stuck
I get mugged
I desire blood.
ONE THING CERTAIN…..
…..
Much time spent
playing ignorant!
My uncontrollable plight
I beg for the night
I wake with horrid fright
I tremble at the sight of my moment to moment strife
Guided by a force unknown
I look to the tools the Universe has shown
My past and future are my present
Like a Christmas in November……
except it is October.
My red turns to bright pinks and purples
I have NO PEARL
I am but MAN
Seeking to understand……
HOw to let go .And let God
Amen
Anyone whom admits defeat is a friend of mine. I am powerless over people, places and things today!
Cheers!
Happy Friday as well!!!