If it pleases to be teased we’ll h… Of marching feet on cleated time Bleated rhymes don’t suit me well If it’s time it’s time to tell That once we gel
Hey! Yeah. You. Aka bitch. What gave you the right to intrude… Float your sorrowful eyes into my… Where I am master, where I am kin…
A quiet contemplative morose and s… Planted voids, ineptitude wide Followed a path once forgotten Lain before me by a reckless aband… Of tears and of shallow memories
I want this to begin, feel your wa… My body aches and gets the shakes At your touch that melts me so muc… My mind quivers and it sends shive… Up and down my spine knowing you a…
Somewhere in a cornered mind I came through the other side Just as fine but not without wear Down to my bones of a yesteryear. Enthralled at captured memories
25 Sep 2014 Edition Reflecting on this camping trip Certain things make me flip. My mind, my view, my purview How many of them are certain to
Spritely darting to and fro A sunshine’s glimmer, toe to head Unexpected directions here to shim… It’s dimmer on the edges of a tran… She welcomes me in her mischief
If you thought you knew the fires… Deep within the recesses of my min… And if you thought you knew the fl… Then you aren’t truly aware Of that which I am about to say.
The street is familiar The lanes are not. I’ve fallen in again And am now distraught. I couldn’t see what needed to be s…
This rap is a wrap before it’s wra… In actual form Because Tom. 23 Dec 23 ~C
How you left is the same way you e… Bewildered I wouldn’t kiss you with my heart… And still you begged For my lips to stay close to yours…
Sonder I ponder Clearly the day drifts on and wear… Of elegant decay. What’s that, you say? You too?
If there was a way to stop the pai… I’d seek its shelter again and aga… If there was a way to end all the… I’d borrow its wisdom and add to m… No matter the ways in which I str…
I feel like writing once again, It’s been so long, where to begin? My Life has crashed before my eye… I see myself laying down to die. Something familiar I knew so long
You could ask me why I stopped And I wouldn’t have an answer Everything left when I stayed in… Frightened at the answer I’ve lost my way, my sense of self