snowflakes turn to rain
as spring exhales her warm breath
melting winter's heart

What wretched fiend has trapped my soul,
and leaves me reprobate?
An unseen spirit haunts my mind,
I cannot concentrate

My words somehow betray my thoughts,
they will not heal my need
But still I write forsaking hope,
'Til my fingers start to bleed

What evil lurks in hearts of men?
This is not God's design
A cancer filled with hollow screams
no matter how benign

My mirror's face has turned away
refusing to look my way
My conscience sits in silent stares
and lets me go astray

The reflection looking back at me
is one I do not know
What happened to the poet's face,
Edgar Allan Poe?



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My wife says I need glasses
But I don't think I do
Cause I fed that monkey a banana
One evening at the zoo

She said, "You know that's not a monkey"
But I would disagree
She said, "You knew that was my mama"
Well, it looked like a monkey to me

I can see as good as always
And I don't bump into the wall
I only got lost a couple of times
While walking down the hall

Things might be a little blurry
I just need a little sleep
So don't worry about these peepers
They still have plenty of peep

I still see that hairy monkey
I just act like it's not there
My wife still says it's her mama
Underneath that monkey hair

"Quit making that face"
Mama would say,
"It's gonna get stuck
and stay that way"

"Now eat your peas,
like you've got some sense,
"Go brush your teeth
and make sure you rinse"

"Close that door,
was you raised in a barn?
"I heard what you said,
you better mean ****"

"Do as I say,
and not as I do,
"Go comb your hair,
what's wrong with you?"

Well, forty years later,
I'm as ugly as sin
Not a tooth in my head,
with peas on my chin

I cuss like a sailor,
my house is a dump
No hair on my head,
like a bald Forest Gump

I could have been normal,
but I chose this instead
Just because I didn't listen,
to what my Mama said

She quietly whispers, "I love you"
As she kisses them on their heads
She listens to their evening prayers
And then tucks them in their beds

"One more story", says the smallest
"It's getting late", her mother would say
"Now close your eyes and go to sleep,
For tomorrow's another day"

She's done the best she can
Raising three children alone
They've always had plenty to eat
And a place to call their home

But still she pauses to wonder
How happy they could have been
If her husband wouldn't have cheated
And then walk out on them

Only in her loneliest moments
Does she think about the past
A marriage without commitment
Was destined not to last

She never thought she could make it
Without her husband by her side
Her wounds have opened a whole new world
To show what's hidden inside

She no longer cries herself to sleep
And the night's don't seem so long
Sometimes it's takes a tragedy
To make a person strong

My wife made me write this
With a gun to my head
She told me to type it
Just like she said

She wants me to tell you
Her mom is a saint
To change in your minds
The pictures I paint

Her mom is not ugly
She's a beauty queen
She's the sweetest woman
That I've ever seen

Her **** is not huge
It's really petite
Her breath smells like flowers
Refreshing and sweet

Well, I just can't do it
I won't tell a lie
She'll just have to shoot me
I don't care if I d..

I'm sorry my husband will not be writing anymore poems....
He's went missing.....

Embraced by the silence that pierces my soul
My shadow, my only friend
Aimlessly I wander this barren place
Not knowing where my path might end

My scars are the burdens that weigh me down
A silent reminder of pain
My reason for living remains out of sight
Too broken to ever complain

The winds often whisper my name in the night
I follow where ever it leads
The darkness inhales my will to survive
Ignoring my wants or my needs

These walls of destiny impede my view
My judgement now cloudy and tired
The decisions I make are the product of fate
A reason, no longer required

My future is hollow, its echo unclear
As I stumble back into the night
No promises made, my hope held captive
I pray, that I soon find the light

No where to turn, no where to hide
I write to set my soul free
These voices unclear I follow a ghost
This shadow called destiny