In A Darker Existence

Monday, March 21, 2016

5:14 PM

Through Dark Poems Snippets

And empty pages

Is How I see to

Venting My Rage,

Its Elegance on Blank white

Grim tales

And morbid Visions

Born from my Drawings and shit in sight

During desolate dreams

When I make wishes about my whims

But Blood Ties and A Family AND Friends

Portrait of Lies

Is what My Life has left for you.

In Sickened Solace

Opposites Attract and Interact

In the Poetry Made By Me for You

I don't know what The Game and Their Victims would do.

Consider this Memorial's for the Broken, 

lost, and Friends not Found

May My Imperfections are My Peers Resurrection

And Teach them that Life is Nothing to Fear.