1.14 Battle and an unfortunate choice

1.14 The Choice is Made
1.14 The Choice is Made
Call on me with your fury, Call on me With your day Make no sounds, there’s no hurry Just let it fade away You need no introduction You just need peace of mind So call on me when you are fine Call on me with your corruption
She’s a collector of simple things The breakdowns, the sheared hair, the open vein She collects them all, nothing missed If owned by lessers and their greaters She places them in a box Not a 7-sided thing like Pandora’s But a box of light, remembering better times, and opened […]
Ups and Downs, The song makes it last, It calls, to those with the frailest past Of wrongs and rights, smiles and bitesThe queens fable show’s, what’s hidden below, The sagging castle, those without the know Sad and alone, without your court The song arrives, you can’t abort You’re taken […]
A shortage of sunshine, a slipped shoe Aside the road from which I know, I bend my work to the labor Obliviousness is a passing facade, I apply my profession, replacing the worn and wearied Working the weakness away from the body Dancing imagery shines on the metal Smiles […]
Dear Mrs. Jones, I regret to inform you of the hatred within. The hatred that pulses and grinds at the thought of you not being mine. Two souls do not make one, but if I could form a butterfly, our shared wings would indeed be identical. It’s not a […]
In the places we fear to go There’s a something, you should know They lie in wait, placing their bait Waiting to strike their blow They don’t really have a name With their looks, none could blame They gnarl their teeth, spreading their reek And make you play their […]
Blue brightens the best of me, braying broadly Red riles the rest of me, ravishingly ranged Green gets what’s left of me, garishly gay
I…..Feel it I Feel it pounding, not unlike a heartbeat, this Strange and knowing feeling, driving me, driving my soul I…..Feel it Striking my mind, berating my soul, saying Why, why are you not he you wish to be I…..Control it I am who I choose to be I scream, […]
Father of mine, with your absent care Words unexpressed are heard nonetheless He spake hardly at all, but showed the world Forming a bedrock of character for all to see but not hear Expressed simply by sweat of brow, self-improvement is never time wasted Callused hands working slow, care […]
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