The little Martian men Haven’t lost their way. They’re simply on a journey To a warmer place.   One small step for me A giant leap for you. This must

Forceful iniquity As you step on my land. Thinking you own What you don’t understand.   Sometimes a hero Is a bit underrated. By kings, even thieves Or souls deeply

The mosquitoes bound in a vanilla sky. They lie in wait until day is nigh. They’re drawn to my dermis and flowing sweat. While concocting distortions of sanguine debt. They

High above. On angel’s wing he’ll soar. When evil attacks. Like lion’s prowess, he’ll roar! Send all you have. See his striations. Feel his flex. Ice cold blood. Striking strength.

The lines on my face are deep and winding canyons. Which lead to a past of a million emotions. A baron river that used to rage. With depths unseen in

I hide away in this magical cave. Where time stands still and I’m always brave. A place of peace and energy saved. No digital defecation or early graves.   An entrance

My heart rages fiercely with fire. All the power of rocket booster rush. Gold rings form in a defensive stance. Passion goes vertical in a contiguous crush.   Each breathe

Sitting in this cave. Flatline ringing in my ear. Deranged propeller revolutions. With a condescending sneer.   Purpose paused. Things to do. This wall seems to come alive. Dots begin

A river of regret rolls down her face. As this crater of truth stands in the way. Chest tightens up and breathing pronounced. Beautiful colors now stifled in gray. Years

The furry searches for food. But finds nothing in this baron place. All dried up. Not a nibble around. Heart now beating at a snail’s pace.   She stumbles upon

The goblin pops up from a nowhere place. Always in dark and absent of grace. Lurking in a shadow, until dark becomes light. The corner now empty as day defeats

Have you ever seen the rain. Fall from the sky. It hits your face. Or floats on by.   Time slows down. A backdrop of gray. A quick, brisk breeze.

Wandering late. Under street lights. Feel the calm. Feel the cool. No one else in sight.   All of the sudden the light goes out. So, I approach with doubt.

I see her in chocolate, covered in sprinkles. Of all different colors. I take a bite. And caramel pours out, lethargically. She floats, covered, in a blanket of silk. The

My boosted intuition, excessive information. Emotional pain night after night. Locked away on a grace citation. As you observe so keenly, and hide in plain sight.   What I discerned

She’s running rampant. Releasing dread. This version of her, who’s in my head.   I want to believe. That she’s not this way. I’ve asked her to leave, but she’ll

I am your dog. That’s how it feels. Beat me! Make me kneel.   Lock me up. In this metal cage. If you hate me this bad! Unleash your rage!

Outcast and left on my knees Torpefied as my broken heart bleeds.   Passersby glance and keep going. As the life from my body is steadily flowing.   Incoherent, I

I bang my head against a wall That doesn’t even exist at all. Just a mirage, a barrier of air. An object that isn’t even there. The frustration is taxing.

“I’m so tired”, I whisper. As my head slouches low. Caged in my mind. Twisted and twined. As I try to let go.   Just do [this]. Or just do

She gave me the key to my heart. And unlocked a beautiful work of art.   She opened a path to my soul. And allowed me to share my words

I don’t pray for us to be friends. But I do pray for you, for healing within. Because I know there is sorrow. And I look forward to a restored

Your calloused heart. Imposed on me. A gift. Of pain, and agony.   Everyone hurts you. You attract the pain. You welcome the dark. Your mysterious game.   Isolated, from

I wonder what it really was as I abdicate! With your fallacious argument spawning transparent perplexity. Has grieving callused your bleeding heart? Or have bygone transgressions wounded you? It’s perfectly