Puppet – a poem about……

Unlike you I’m still in pain Because you’re so real. I called to God Asked if he’d cleanse you From my filthy mind. Yet he declined Then ordered to me To kneel in shame. I cut myself Letting the blood fall In your memory. In my darkest mind You retain control of me I am … Continue reading Puppet – a poem about……

She was the Devil – a poem about…….

She spread pain whenever she touched my skin She left a mind so broken it started dying from within She was the Devil with bleached blonde hair She is the one who filled my life with despair. She bewitched me under her darkest spell She then took me through the bowels of hell She left … Continue reading She was the Devil – a poem about…….

Pain Is Real – a poem about…….

Pain is always real Buried deep into our bones Leaving us in this life of nothing Tired of this old thing, so I find a vein, Pain is real. Tired of everything, feel it quickening, Life begins to blur. Pain is real. Get the fuck out of my head Stop playing around as if you're … Continue reading Pain Is Real – a poem about…….

Sin – a poem about……….

Spirit adorned in black descends upon me consuming my fragile and worthless mind forcing me to repent from within. Hours spent listening to sermons failed to heal my tattered soul raising more questions than answers I'm seduced by the serpent once more. Holy Mother why do you let me bleed? why didn't you embrace me … Continue reading Sin – a poem about……….

Connected to You – a poem about……

What's being said is not a lie, I’m still afraid to hold up the mirror, its reflection resonates a pain within, after all these years, I cannot help but cry. Jesus Christ keeps on turning his head away, even though the beast most foul has now died, he couldn’t save me in my hour of … Continue reading Connected to You – a poem about……

Pretty Tattered Soul – a poem about…..

So what did you say, when I tried to walk away, you kept on crawling on me. The smell of your breath, reminding me of death, conjuring a world of hell. Constantly touching my ass, I hoped it would pass, scars that will never heal. Broken down by vivid dreams, is this life what it … Continue reading Pretty Tattered Soul – a poem about…..