Small towns were a vicious a trap tooled in the basement swat shops of circumstance. It was a town so small…a prison of narrow streets and boarded up windows. There were no video cameras turning in the darkness, but empty space has eyes and wind has ears. No one really needs the newspapers. Everyone knows…

The morning radio waves are gray graves swallowing my heart in static and Kurt Cobain feedback. The sun melts awake after a night of pouting moon and swooning lovers put to bed by the insistence of savored stars glowing tremble-ish. The water pipes roar themselves soar when the shower wakes me with water warm morning…

My mama wouldn’t touch me. I looked like my daddy, and my daddy was dead. My stepfather wouldn’t hear me. He was jealous of my daddy. My mama still loved my daddy, I looked like my daddy And my daddy was dead. I was born into this world as a baby, and was transformed into…

I saw her Last Try. “I’m sorry” (Silence) “I had to” (Silence) “For you! Please say something, constructive or destructive, to either hold up or knock down my belief that consumption of hope isn’t anything… but enough” Cheesy poetry always got to her. Was thinking maybe that that would get her out of this rut.…

I have… Been through some things. Not a lot, because my fortune doesn’t run out. Not anything big, cause I minimize. I try, to maximize the feeling at the time, Take a shower in the blood you try to scrub off your hands. Let the agony and despair rain over me like light and love…

All I can do is take it lightly that you don’t appreciate the Time and effort I put in to this like a Sheppard from the olden days, the extras from the bible, disciples without rifles. All I can do is pound her head with it so one day she can come back to me…

Hearted Saw you in the right light First time. You brought me, Here again A little like, The last time Nothing like, I’ve had before But again and again we go And don’t.   It gets harder and harder to keep your memories afloat In this sea of sensual provocation and nothing more But your…

Doing all that I can with the things I’m provided. They say happiness is free, but I cant really find it. and If you look hard at the things you believe, you’ll find disappointment lures around Every single believe. In a world where’s there’s peace There’s a prayer for destruction. Will let of every bomb…

I sit… Sitting on a stoop. Wondering what to do. It’s five in the morning, crack of dawn, ain’t no mourning cause there ain’t no use in loving the morning. No love in sight. No human right. No embracing life, cuz I gave up the fight. F*ck you. I don’t give up a fight. I…

I wrote you never met you but I can tell god blessed you something special you are indeed I wish you can trust me and than you will see or maybe its just me saying that we were meant to be my feelings for you are very so deeply strong but don’t know why I…