•ρ• Ultimatum Idiom

The bitter events of my history haunt the
hollow passageways of my tragic legend.

•ρ• Amend This…

What do I hate in this world except for

… the foolish inebriation of apathy that
rolls like a wave through the societal soul?

•ρ• Numblessness

zoloft

The blunders of forever haunt my
now
as I dream of the sleepless electricity that
surges through the mind of my self.

Do I care anymore?

•ρ• Gibberguuk

(through the ears of my microphone)

If you were a bee for your time on the earth
Where would you get your pollen?

•ρ• Savage Truths

I  disconnect  my  self  from  your
  reality
that was once mine.

•ρ• Stinker

There is a kitty in the can:
he loves me freaky deeky-dooo,
he cuddles all the day long
and parties with the moon…

•ρ• Slumber

I surrender to the sacred slumber
as the sun rises in the sky.
An aching numbness pulses through my body
as I have not slept for a little while.

•ρ• Miss Fortune

Money is the bitch of all time
it does not stretch very far,
all because…

•ρ• Qrie

the grass decays before me,
the light fades behind my eye,
and i drag my self forward
to an unfortunate future
filled with unknown sadness
and lack of better hopes.

•ρ• Kill, Sweet Lover

He cried deep within the darkness of his soul.
Outside he was enraged by the broken feelings
from the one who has gone away and left this hole
in the tattered remains of what he once was…
The sharp blade he swings before him may yield some healing.

•ρ• asperities

there is nothing better and
 i don’t care anymore about
what it all means to your
 pathetic mental state of
religious brainwashed fervor.

•ρ• Pestilance

How do I live forever?
The memories of things gone by drive me mad at myself
for things I overlooked,
possibilities I forsook for fear of embarrassment,
and the inevitable insecurities I experienced…

•ρ• Kitties!

He grins at me with wide bright glows,
Anticipating my next words,
Hoping for a stroke of my hand.

•ρ• Imploration

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What is it that I deserve now?
I am tired and disgusted with the inabilities that are improbable.
Not one thing I have accomplished seems worthy of my invested time.

•ρ• Weigh of My World

The shades of fate flow over my horizon
                                          and I am tarnished.
A darkness rages within me and can not be sated anymore.
The loss of hope is the most sacred of all disasters
                                          a man can face.
I have been on my own for far too long.

•ρ• What is Life?

What is life?
Dancing fingers find the fate
that will drink my future away
for the now that awaits me.

•ρ• American Ploy

My emotional platform is cracked and weathered.
I sleep very little anymore but that is not the cause.
Frazzled nerves and hasty frustrations are my state.
Precariously I find myself filled with even more hate than ever before.

•ρ• I Can’t Stop

I can’t stop…
People try to hold me down
When my world is about to break,
My mind is about to burst,
These thoughts and words build up inside.

I must trickle them out like sun-tea from the pitcher that is my mind.
I need the freedom to move around,
View my perspectives from another angle,
But the world is always trying to hold me down.
I can’t stop!

___________________________

 

•ρ• Mental Anguish

What is my mind worth to you?

Do you share the thoughts within?

Can you imagine the pains I have suffered?

Or the wonders I have experienced?

•ρ• Caught In Amber

Stillness.
A moment of nothingness becomes me.
Eager anxiety shudders within my being.
What should I do with my time?
Everything I can do here has been done now.