I walked along the train tracks
they lead me to a beach
where the sand slipped right through my fingers
and flashes of an hourglass tipping
flooded through my mind
as I sat on the beach
the waves hit my toes
and all I could do was smile
because in this moment
the earth and I became one
and I knew that in the end
I was exactly where I wanted to be.
on the beach, feeling the wind
and the sand beneath me...............

when silence starts to speak
the mind begins to think
about everyone who has called me a freak
and all the broken links
among them, one I particularly miss
to whom I never gave a goodbye kiss

Trapped in a love that won’t release,
Wounds still raw, no sign of peace.
Walls like armor, cold and tight,
Yearning for truth to pierce the night.

Haunted by echoes of whispered lies,
Beneath the silence, the heart still cries.
Shadows dance where hope once grew,
Waiting for light to break on through.

Chains of doubt that bind so strong,
Yet still I cling where I don’t belong.
In the wreckage, I search for grace—
A shattered soul in this empty space.

But somewhere deep, a fire still burns,
A restless flame that twists and turns.
It fights the dark, it breaks the chains,
Refusing to be lost in pain.

Though walls may stand and wounds may bleed,
This love won’t die, it won’t concede.
Waiting for truth to tear apart
The fortress built around my heart.

he’s too real
to dehumanize
and his soul peek through his eyes
his skin too warm
to **** him off my mind
he’s merely a madman detained
but his smile remains
in the skin of my loved love
that id still love
if i’d let him go unchained

A pig, skin rippled into frigid furrows,
on the tail lift of a van outside the butchers
the driver, a dispassionate pallbearer,
hefted it onto his shoulder
and the pigs eyes caught mine
clouded with the question
of a fate it had not anticipated.

A vintage dress and lips of red,
under the moonlight drawing me in,
songs of fire, shadows, and sin
dance for the living and mourn for the dead.

The autumn air, it bites and chills
the night's a stage the graveyard's still
Your whisper of my name, a soft regret
A love song for me playing on your lips

A spell is cast with blood and bloom
the scent of roses fills the tomb
with flowers growing in my hands
and my fractured faults here I stand.

Your voice still lingers, a hollow sigh
you said you'd stay, but ghosts don't lie
Forever bound to October skies,
where the dead don't sleep and my love never dies.

Her kisses were loaded dice,
Each touch a wager, tossed in the air,
A chance to lose, a chance to slice,
To see if love was truly there.

She hummed her lines like lullabies,
But in her gaze the trap was laid,
A bluff concealed in velvet lies,
Where every wager bled and paid.

With every kiss, a coin was spent,
Her smile, a mask of sweet deceit,
She’d deal the cards, her heart unbent,
And leave you scrambling at her feet.

She played the odds, she took her turn,
Each moment etched in faint disguise,
But in the loss, you’d always yearn,
For more of her endless lies.