Ten seconds of hurtful words can do damage for a lifetime

Walk on the tight rope of life and watch the world crumble below you

I sang to the sad man
only to hear my own echo
Reflections pitched in a confused tone,
dancing with silent partners in an empty ballroom.

Circles of sound filled the chamberhall,
nothing heard but the feather that hit the floor
It was me, talking to myself, my whispers imbedded inside my empty head.

I heard the final pin drop.
A lost echo no more.

Sorrow is my sinking in an empty dream,
beckoning impulses slashed by the simple vision of broken time

You are my heart and soul
You are my simple breath that keeps me grounded

Stop.. the silence is deafening
Our words thunder clap our emotions
The world will listen to every syllable
that drops from our pen
For we are the poetic tool of the modern society

Pain echoed
Drained my soul raw
Burrow deep
inside and crawl

Inferno drenched
Wretched smell
Into the cavern
Down the well

Covered in vane
Temptation is lust
***** little *****
No one trust

Misled youth
Grown up sour
Pass the liquor
One more hour

White powder line
Bills in a roll
Down toward the mirror
Snort up the nose

Damnation has followed
My every step
Meet my maker
I have never met