fade

were closing shop.
see you soon?

echo

on i go

to name the stars

and, know their dark returning.

Longevity.

The king is dead,
long live the king!

Todays modern society we see the rise and fall of mere men,

the risen and the fallen, 
the good and the bad, 
the justified and the unjust.

Walk tall,  be proud, your days will come and they will go,

the steady fluctuation of comings and goings is what makes life.

where

sweet to see and soft to touch
but he might be the one that doesnt care very much.
kindest heart and not so pretty

but he might be the one asphyxiated by the city.

female confusion, of course

live large, dance in the dark

jerk off
assert yourself
masculinity
egotism
supremacy.
...but its all just a question, isnt it?

Cocaine Stains

He took that hit and look up in the skies, colors blurred and blended. He let out a whimper, this is what his life has come to, inside he weeps but on the outside he thrashes at the world, bearing his teeth and clawing at demons. A wave of energy before a deathly calm, chemistry takes over his brain patterns and his life cycle starts again.

survival of the fittest

it had a purpose, it had a reason.

to eradicate the unmanly, who wouldnt last the winter season.

solitaire

while i struggle to believe it, i made it home.

only then, then did i realise i was alone...

Madness fills my heart and soul
as if the great devide could swallow me whole
I've become
A simple souvenir of someone's kill

the hunt

im trying day by day to find a place where light still shines
where hearts still beat
and hope still grows....

The Killing Moon.

You see, he promised her the world, but all he came back with was grass clippings.
Its the little things that remind us how desperately we hold onto that which we desire,
the memories that allow us to keep putting on that face,
that everything is alright,
when really nothing is right,
the world is not succinct and ticking in synchonize,
there is something clearly very wrong,
and nobody is brave enough to say anything.

Its all a little much sometimes

why stress it?

charm

she felt the ecstasy of pure honeyed light in her veins, like being infused with the soul she had lost

the inevitable was coming, that she could feel in her bones, but she had nowhere left to run, nowhere left to hide.

Demonsss

So what if its a Monday afternoon, the aftershock of the weekend entices me.

Medicate

Sometimes its better to just laugh it off and say,
"Lets get fucked up"

winters bite

i tried to be strong but i couldnt hold on

i stained you gold
but you only faded away
left me alone while you danced with the wind.

endings feel not unlike a fall

i woke up in a world that wanted nothing but my soul

nothing but my heart
and nothing but my hand.
i told a man i wanted nothing to do with him
and from then, i knew i would have nothing to do with any
for i had not the will to control those who wanted more:
...than my demise.

You washed over me

My dear, you washed over me
but just as quickly as you came you left
leaving only fragments behind
in my mind, you Echo

narcissus

when he saw himself there, at the bottom of the river bed, he could think of nothing else

nothing but the crystal cut features, the rich hair and piercing eyes
he was so entranced that he spent days, weeks even, at the edge of the river, peering upon himself
until one day he decided he had to be with himself and took the plunge, only to never rise upwards to the surface again.

The Coward I am.

And I know things are broken,
And though there are too many words left unsaid,
you say you have spoken,
but the coward I am, I hang my head.

Have you ever had that feeling where your heart feels 2x bigger but its hanging from a noose, when your heart feels like glass in your throat and if you swallow everything will shatter? loss and greif, perhaps a death. Its like a curse, and I'd wish that upon nobody.