Castle In The Shadows (poetry 2014-present)

My guns' loaded with tear gas I want to make you cry because you shot me in the leg as I was dancing in the sky with stars, and love and harmony and truth seeking dichotomy before the moon was full you see ... I guess you couldn't stand it and so you had to cripple me it's as you do to so many and now I lie here bandaged ... but I'm the Avenging Bandit For in my hand I have something that's fully loaded just for you Though it's not loaded with steel bullets for 'thou shalt not kill' and it's not my style.. but rising above in style is my true guile ... So, even if your heart can't make you cry because it's black and callous and empty and wry and you have no idea what it's like to wear these shoes what it's like to pour booze on the wound when the pus does ooze ... and what's an antiseptic after all? but I'll get back up! even if, at first, I crawl.. Yes, I have tear gas Dexter-esqe I ca...

Rip it up tear it up throw it out all shredded up you know what was in their eyes was only you in disguise that kind of love it was concealed beneath a mirror it wasn't real So in light it's not a fair deal when reciprocity's none and lost is the zeal  good flip it up take it up face it now wipe off that make up you know what you want to do is something original authentic and you and no one who cares not deserves your heart so true so it's time to say Psshhh  to all and whom don't appreciate who think you're merely throwing bait who understand not your lonely state while they mix up the cat with a blood sucking snake  no don't rely on others to be what you do for once can you give credit where it may be due  So ... rip it up shred it up tear it up wipe off the make up wear the paint only if you're painting in your own shoes ... be no longer ashamed  to express the dress that's you so burn the pieces o...

Melodic horizon I finally see you there like a blissful, purple dusk an impending moonlight in the air and as my hair flows down my back I'm happy in that I'm happy like a cat.. Purring and dancing on the fence for my heart is full but no longer tense and with so much excitement that it's hard not to scream I want to get ready I want to redeem all of the blood and sweat dripped in vain I hope to make beauty out of that anguished pain  The flower is wilted, ready to steep as the shadows sleep  and the rainbows sweep So let the hot water pour down like rain onto the way to make tea again I missed this so much and so what it'll be is the fruits and the leaves  of the fallen tree Hoping for a miracle on pitch three I still hold a magical prayer to be free Like a moth to the flame of a candle on the watery banks, alongside barricades there's hope to win the lottery of all that represents the dream... The energy of yin evokes like a moonbeam be with me and brea...

Star sweet star upon your head you're gone now oh so soon you were dead how did I know why did I dread That little star would soon be far you used to escape but came when I called your name now you wear your little cape as you fly of late it isn't fair How could fate dare to hurt so bad to be so mad it was so cursed to be the worst I wish i could stop it I had you in my pocket just yesterday in this purse which is my heart and now we're far apart and you're so far away I couldn't even say goodbye I wanted you to fly away and I could not pay and I would not have you pay to have it my way so all I could do, was pray It was the least I could do 'cause I feel I failed you and at 8 o-clock something brushed against my sweater it wasn't just the weather I think it was you I feel you're happy now and I hope that is true ... RIP Cosmo G. you will always be loved, and your short little life will always grieved. love from: your ...

Woe is a withered nerd-rebel practicing the rain of all the tears of riddles and fears waxing and waning in pain In shards of sunshine rays in theories drizzling floodlights moving dreary.. spidey detective profiles guise call it both naive and wise Angry dexter girl in vain skipping down the hidden lane to underestimate is as bad as to hate just like fish bait is the colour of fate Toes do wade and like a blade so does the raid Again they're meddling they're avon peddling but I'm allergic to their perfume their sweet berries of doom they grow around, they loom So I grab a broom up up away and ... Vroom! - S. Rose Ashcraft 

Night Mountain Climb Waning in the twilight mourning in the moonlight yearning in the starlight reaching in the dark night For that falling star catch it when on par but creeping up on you is the need to make a stew so, will it start with the onion that brought tears to your cheeks for you need strength to climb that mountain through the weather bleak In the dark, climbing forth and climbing through through the pain  til you find  the Castle waiting for you For up on the mountain fallow is the Castle in the shadows