Killing Me Quietly

Steam fills the room Doors shut, headphones in I’m not a danger to anyone but tomorrow The things I ignore tonight And the words I ignite today Giving life to the recreation Spitting fire into the chasm What comes out? Demons run in fear Angel swinging sword marvelous Slice the head clean from the bone …

Killing Me Quietly

Steam fills the room Doors shut, headphones in I’m not a danger to anyone but tomorrow The things I ignore tonight And the words I ignite today Giving life to the recreation Spitting fire into the chasm What comes out? Demons run in fear Angel swinging sword marvelous Slice the head clean from the bone …

Words To (The Truest) Friend

Thoughts racing My mind drifting through the darkness My bare feet have bled for hours I’ve lost sense of taste and touch The numbness radiates through my veins Where am I, trapped in the Frozen Forest I drop to my knees, teeth chattering And though my body was weary The soul began to fumble through …

Killing of Mother Nature

Lily petals line the resting streams And the dragonflies dash there and then A summers wind rests on my face My back is surrounded by little fishes Big wish, to be seen as the eagle Not the roach Insensitive scum is the ogling heart of man Bitter drinks we heave into our mouths Then watch …

Under The Cover of Dark

I sit alone at the table The table is alone with my thoughts My thoughts are alone with a knife The knife is alone with my fingers My fingers are alone Under the table Could it be scissors this time Or acid. I’ve swallowed bleach. As a dare from a friend, a choice To be …

No Longer Alive

Not to live Not to breathe Not to be in pain Not to be forgotten Not to be unloved Not to be touched by the sullen fingertips Of Lady Death herself Not to go on any longer Not to be tormented Not be misery Not to be alive Not to be me

Reflection – Devereaux Frazier

it is in my blood/and the waters swam to save if found in my soul/it can’t be touched by grave  through tempts of the tempests/sultry songs played on…Reflection – Devereaux Frazier

Mother Calls

Mother calls, but I Am already gone, like the wind Through the trees, or the words Of the freed, slave to the past I was, searched, gaped, swallow Always last, because I fought first They made a mess of my face Stripped my hands and tore my heart I was one, now I am twenty …

Metamorphosis

Memory plucked From earliest stage Cocoon hijacked Inserted with rage Magnified Raging reckless Moth is social outcast Waiting till the streets are empty But the sky is full Because stars are my only friends Butterflies are bullies Magnificent wings should be plucked Glory meant to mine I was abused by the daylight Emptied of purity …

Metamorphosis

Memory plucked From earliest stage Cocoon hijacked Inserted with rage Magnified Raging reckless Moth is social outcast Waiting till the streets are empty But the sky is full Because stars are my only friends Butterflies are bullies Magnificent wings should be plucked Glory meant to mine I was abused by the daylight Emptied of purity …