I love her.

I hurt her, the words vicious, the mind infuriated… her love pure, effortless, strong. She held my hand, she helped me up, gave me all-of-her love… I took her love and abused her mind… She’s wiser, i played a game, within her’s – a test. as the time goes by, i try to make it… Continue reading I love her.

The True Ruler.

there were sheep, wolves, pigs, and velvet ropes. The instructor, was often smiling with a large and antagonizing smile. He reeked of gin and an odour, that triggered the nostrils to cease to breath, he smelt of success, and achievement. His ego was large. His muscles tiny. he began to stumble – over the time… Continue reading The True Ruler.

Alcohol

Alcohol pours into my mouth, my mouth capturing the stream with great ease. never missing my soaked mouth. Precisely, and quickly becoming intoxicated. My numbness strengthens, my thoughts cease. My heart maintaining great rhythm. I ascend into a pleasurable state-of-mind. My emotions feel to drop heavy into my mind, creating a warmth of feelings; they… Continue reading Alcohol

The Log that the Soil Combined With the Flower – Relationship, lost

A hallow log that has been forgotten, the grass grows around and it slowly disappears beneath, It slowly forgets what it’s like to held, admired for it’s internal beauty of rings, it’s age is meaningless, because it’s rottening away becoming a memory in ones mind, the picture within slowly crumpling, getting filthy and it’ll become… Continue reading The Log that the Soil Combined With the Flower – Relationship, lost

Woman, with a Chilly Heart

My sadness descends – dangerously low… i feel like I’m headed towards a rocky death… She wants too much of me, she’ll take everything i possess and give me a cold shoulder, an angry face… she forgets the times that i’ve given much…. i’ve supported her, helped build her being… but all this is forgotten… Continue reading Woman, with a Chilly Heart

Shadowy Gripped

I take a sip of beer, realizing that my demise is soon. the shadowness of alcoholism, is creeping up, and gravitating with his fingery hold… finger by finger, attaching itself to my being… it’s grip is cold and scaly… it’s shadowy feeling… is creating an uneasy feeling, a cold and unforgiving one…. slowly by slowly… Continue reading Shadowy Gripped

Lifting the Clouds with a God

Euphoric mind, pondering what had happened today… all the good, the little bad… I’m hopeful and content with the world… as i sip my beers my happiness increases to a great level.. the world feels perfect.. feels as if everything’s going to be great, or at the least alright.. feels as if my worries are… Continue reading Lifting the Clouds with a God