Switch my writing from left to right and to the beat of a different drum. My eyes are now wide open, I see, for once, what dreams may come.     Through the music of Angels releasing a flurry of lost memories. Each lined up one after another like a row of hardened sentrys,     As just hearts beat faster and harder I will not be disappointed Souls of those waiting for more will share lives with the annointed     King and Queens will fill the streets where no man in...

Dusk it begins The sound rushes in It drowns out everything It’s been a long day and I cannot stay Cause I’ve seen everything Now that I’m in my mind’s crashing in I can’t see anything No food or drink just time to think Can’t dwell on anything The pieces are set So place your last bets My Id has forfeited But I’ve no moves left and I shudder I don’t watch my back My spine has just cracked Now I’m scared of everything Can this be the end?...

  Hollow moonlight halts the perpetual motion of a restless and violent winter. Cracked cold winds slice through the night like ghastly Valkyries consumed with war. The only audible gesture of nature sounds of a small creek pushing against the silted edges of a frozen riverbank As hills teem with the huddled masses of deep green pine trees, They fold over each other, as if to catch a glimpse of the other side of the hill. Along the fringe of a flying hawk's vantage point there is a ma...

Dusk it begins The sound rushes in It drowns out everything It’s been a long day and I cannot stay Cause I’ve seen everything Now that I’m in my mind’s crashing in I can’t see anything No food or drink just time to think Can’t dwell on anything The pieces are set So place your last bets My Id has forfeited But I’ve no moves left I don’t watch my back My spine has just cracked Now I’m scared of everything Can this be the end? No message to ...

Switch my writing from left to right and to the beat of a different drum. My eyes are now wide open, I see, for once, what dreams may come.     Through the music of Angels releasing a flurry of lost memories. Each lined up one after another like a row of hardened sentrys,     As just hearts beat faster and harder I will not be disappointed Souls of those waiting for more will share lives with the annointed     King and Queens will fill the streets where no man in...

Truth is beautiful, without doubt; but so are lies---Ralph Waldo Emerson I'm a liar. That's the one consistent truth about me. Far as long as I could remember, I've always had to lie my way into every nook and cranny of life. For the past eight years, I've had to lie in order to get attention from people. Whether it was lying about where I was from or the places I'd been, I was always telling people stuff I made up from the top of my head. But one thing was the same, I consistently fooled the...

Untitled Switch my writing from left to right  and to the beat of a different drum.  My eyes are now wide open, I see, for once, what dreams may come.   Through the music of Angels  they release a flurry of lost memories.  Each lined up one after another like a row of hardened sentrys,   As just hearts beat faster and harder  they will not be disappointed Souls of those waiting for more will share lives with the annointed   King and Queens will fil...