I’ve added a new poem to my hidden… America’s Number One Enemy is ta…
As time goes by I can’t seem to s… Minutes pass by and I lose track… Hours fly past me and I can’t fin… I’m getting tired of living in the… My eyes are closing
I don’t expect a grave I don’t expect to see the day All the deceived will grieve For they’ll know they could have b… But my life did not matter
So far away and every day I wonder when the day will come When I could hold you close to me Help me endure this suffering I want to leave this place of trag…
I hear a voice Calling me to open my eyes From this slumber I will rise Mountains and canyons Rivers and oceans
Residing within the holy people I become prone to what’s natural If my intentions are truly evil Then there is nothing good in the… But if a step too far has been tak…
A walk along this graveyard path Causes reflection to old times When life was full of light, no wr… When people used to look on high Corrupt ambitions tied the noose
Unfortunately, my iPod was dropped into a sink full of dish water... They say to let it sit in rice for 48 hours to let the rice suck out all of the moisture. I’m really hoping it sti...
You’re hiding what you’ve been fee… It seems like no one cares what’s… Just one person to listen is all y… But until then the pain goes on No matter who you are
I’ve deleted the hidden account. I found it to be unnecessary. I will continue to post poems to this account only. I’ve finished writing Ghost Town but will not be posting it until I h...
What’s this? Rolled up bliss Just one flame Enjoy the stench and taste Hmm, strange
Darling, don’t you know? No... You’ll never know Why so far? Why so forbidden?
It’s been some time since I’ve posted something on Poeticous. I haven’t been very inspired to write anything lately, and I don’t like that, but I feel like it’s just now starting to com...
Piece by piece Feelings cease Guilty free Losing my conscience Finding hope
The banners Displayed glory They flattered the lust in me Attention of false light It used to seem so right