Castle In The Shadows (poetry 2014-present)

throbbing and gushing the blood from an axe drips down hot like wax corroding like a million rusty tacks poking through my bones and digging into my teeth round it round it goes until i'm burning in the heath

Trend, trends go 'round the bends to the top so high and into the sky for everyone to see like a star on a tree like a bird gracefully gliding on thankfully for now everyone knows the story in it's throes nevermind all the foes it's protected by thee you can now say it's right you can now say it's tight you can now say alright cause it's good and it's right trends, trends oh tell all your friends!

With real self love you will weed out the ones who really don't know what true loves' about when you're different and you're not allowed to be you feel like you're collecting dust and unable to breathe counting all the hours starving from within all to please the others who believe you are like "sin" So mislead they are to see you're being with such chagrin in spite of how good you really are from so deep within If you cannot fit in to their expectations they treat you as though you are an abomination and for what reason other than being unlike them so you're locked in a closet ticking, ticking until when Until when you must get out in spite of the price in spite of their doubts even if they turn to ice.. Can your fiery melt         the hearts of some of these well, my dear those are the ones as good as the trees and the others  are the weeds in the garden you can be it is your hand that can pick them ou...

daily inventory rains down on thee thrust into a sea of wretched guilt under a tree dark and bare and leafless and under a comet amid a breeze rocks under the knees they're sharp while unsung are all the inner pleas plea a case to the courts on high as the sea til the sea of tears goes dry and the story heaves a sigh it's never dishonest but it's never as promised it's only admonished as mirrors crack in their eyes but angels do hover they shelter they cover their mercy a mother when the sea goes dry and the tears roll wry with too much salt and too much dye there passes many years with people running from their fears never cradling the dear for their lullaby  to hum near but shattered in the darkness playing a fiddle humming a riddle now the tears begin to drizzle one awakes to feel a mess and now lying there in torn up dress fallen out of a nest that was bare nevertheless So build one with new sticks build one with cracke...

Higher expectations jade the way I can be free … you don't even see me no you just see She

where do I turn now what must I give will the sheets of ice melt down to what it takes to live fire burning brightly but it's fire from the deep while shadows of the plight be over moonlit snow and frostbitten feet weather patterns daunting sour over fleets marching forward blindly amid stone cold and icy frozen sheets

shattered by a price hidden in the dice lit on a wave above a watery grave trapped in a box hunted by the fox named for the way you could live another day