FreeVerse
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Alienation Of My Station
Rock me to sleep,weep in spare time feelthe zeal so real trywith comfort appeal. Release the trigger,to figure your slim figure,I dream of in dreams it seems you walk in and out with vigor. Finger on my spine,seduce in a trance a chimehypnotizes to turn back my genuine state of mind. Faded webs of spiders,who Continue reading
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A Soul The Devil Wrought
Lord, please forgive the life I’ve lived.I breathe all humanity brought.You forbid the things that refreshpain a soul the devil wrought. Within, in my core, it lives in bluethrough and through changeleads me to bliss as I kiss the nightthat breathes in my veins. The night lets feelings rushthrough my emotions, so I reach for Continue reading
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From The Brink
I’ve been long gone,in depth’s deep song,and I proved it all wrongwhile deceived for so long. Pour me another thought,I think I’m on the brinkand I need to rise to sinkthese blues I sing in ink. Under thunder rise,do the ripples’ riptideshave broken my stride,and I need you at my side. As a friend again,a Continue reading
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Those Eyes
Torn, I believed I was beyond any hope of repair; but then I saw glorious eyes, reaching to soothe my despair. Here in the deep, in the darkest trench, beyond all understanding, a hurt was quenched. I am aware of all the games people play; I weep that I cannot sleep or keep the darkness Continue reading
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A Human Condition
The serpent is shallow, not wise but maybe knows which way the wind blows, or maybe what controls your soul. Perplexed, we traverse forests made of embers fresh from fire. We know not the day, but the Lord knows the hour. The power above would come as a dove. A serpent though no sense of Continue reading
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Scars I Bear
Conflict is thickas if stone inside the bone.Clouds that move quicklysaturate the ground I call home.In comfort, there is still hurt,and in the world, mercy is rare.Afflicted by battles, my shirtI rip to show the scars I bear. Yet the sun shinesthrough billows of clouds,speaking answers that sayyou are not alone, my son, the Lord Continue reading
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Flame
I can stop myself from all impure thoughts that I ‘ought not think about alot fraught my curse curves aren’t forgot. I hear us in the night up nights talking about sweet things. Hear my heart hear my pain she did and my tense back stings. I’m here in the deep dark recesseses of memory Continue reading
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Treacherous Attack
My feelings they distortthe features of my square jaw.Hammer me down thenyou think you are my law. I’m a picture of beautyby your encumbered hand;as tight as you may grip yourwords aren’t my command. Guide and seek me clearis my mind now I’ve a cure;gloom is your wisdom butgives me purpose I endure. Flush with Continue reading
About Me
Shadows of my old self.
RMC 