Verses Dark

My anger is merely a disguise
Humour my make-up, face paint, a thinly veiled costume.

Shy and curious at first. But as
Time passed the full
Gamut was experienced. And though
Reflection understood it was
Sorrow who held the
Moment… of time
Thwarted in the
Land of
Neglect…

You rape and
Pillage. Storm my very
Heart! What is it you
Want from me? Is it my
Pound of flesh? I gave that
Eon’s back… You are
Never satisfied. No matter
That I give all I
Have.

and now the clay is on fire. peeking out of winter’s decadence.
the enchanting beauty of staying inside. you and i.

My poor little broken heart
Has been abused and tortured
Many times over
But anytime it sees even a glimmer
Of a chance
For happiness
It leaps
It bounds
It wishes
It hopes
Because maybe this time
It could be th…

For a moment
We were together
Building a life
Happily
But it was all in my head
Just a day dream
A small hope
An easy picture to see
Because it’s so easy
When we’re together
But I never told you
My dreams
My sma…

If dusk mayhap should find you
On the road ’ere it gets dark,
And owls hoot more often
Than warbles the meadow lark
And up ahead, before you creeps
A cloying and deepening fog
You know you must be brave …

Blissful ignorance is
Ok
‘till it bites you on your
Butt.
‘oh right then it’s
Personal and you take
Note…’

the city sleeps.

sin rises like a dirty
vapour from off the crazed
paving stones
and permeates the darkness

Just a thought that is directed at no one in particular, only most. Suffice to say if the shoe fits…

All day I’ve been reading pick ‘n’ paste posts about the bravery of those …

Left to
Smolder on a heap. A
Bag of bones forgotten. Her
Heart torn out and
Thrown away… Her
Mind plundered so has fled in
Terror… And this
Corpse that was once

Time ravaged. Every
Fibre flayed open. Stripped
Bare. The
Tension warping any
Sense of what
Could have
Been… the
Anguish palpable. His
Cry deafening… all
Consuming…

Now, where Little John is out collecting wives, lost deep in translation
Casanova is wearing stars and stripes like they’re going out of fashion
Oh, but so, where was I way back when
you somehow m…

Cannot you
See that I am
Open to thee and that to
Abuse
Is to lower
Yourself to that of a
Gnat and to lose the
One goodness that you
Had…

If only…
You could fill these lungs with newfound breath
Instead of the stagnated gasps of stale smoke
As I light another tear-soaked cigarette
Whilst I wish for happier days
If only…
You could…

every day the drab and gray
pierce me
with a sun blinding sword
meant for its mark

my days
the build up
of droplets on my windows
my view
an insidious blur

wishing to scrape away
what is not even there
I crav…

Is peace so hard to
Find?

Is humankind
Doomed to
Repeat
Rather than
Evolve? To
Descend
Rather than
Become?

But to know the
Sweetest of song. To
Feel the brush of an
Angel’s wing. The
Beauty of
Nature’s in all her
Glory. Is to
Know one’s own
Hell …