Strike Me Down
---- Directed to a straight man, who I can never be with, I feel this every day, hoping it will lift. • I love you, Sawyer, more than anything, ask what you will, and I will bring. ---- Pick me up then strike me down, I will still look upon...
Quietly and slow
#2 of rhyming and other stuff remember: suicide is not the answer, it is a permanent solution to a temporary problem, there are people that love you. in memory of an uncle of mine.
Roads Untraveled - Part XV
"why thank you, rhyme. now get up here so we can... wait, what's that smell? i _know_ that smell." rhyme did as requested and climbed up, then half-crawled over to a picnic basket in the far corner.
New Journey Chapter 36: Guardian
rhyme stuttered. "did you just... am i not cute?!" rhyme screamed, a wave of piercing sound crashing through the field. "uh oh..." riley muttered.
Roads Untraveled - Part XIII
Ilaria saw herself continuing towards the planet even though rhyme's path had changed and voiced her concern. "don't let me burn up in atmo..." rhyme snagged a plate of the starbreeze's retracted dorsal cover and then gently pulled ari towards her.
Deep
I long for dreams of oceans deep, of sailing upon the waves, for t'would mean I've had hours of sleep, instead of thoughts depraved. But to sleep would have my friends away, for they live across the world. Aches are a small price to pay, for...
Technologic
The trappings of man's design leave me with an addiction, a burning need to flee, to leave this world behind, adrift in a self made fiction as my mind, unchained, feels free.
I Don't Know the Color of His Eyes
I Don't Know The Color of His Eyes I have seen them more that most Yet their color escapes me. I am quite fond of their host But their shade I never see. Every time I take a look I get lost in their luster. My body and spirit shook My...
You
When you are sad, and you feel you can't go on. Tears well in your eyes and the pain is so strong. So far from your friends, and you're all on your own. No-one to run to, So very alone. When all seems so useless, and...
Ode to What Hides Inside. A Poem.
I look in the mirror and who do I see, A reflection of you or a reflection of me? You see what you want and so do I, Who I want to be, by and by. If I could be the soul peering out, a lovely face looking me in the eye, with furry ears and slender...
Zap
The light that brightest burns, is always shortest by far. And what a furnace burns in yonder star, that its light pierces daylight's turns. And too late I find, that my insectile mind, Has lead me to a clever trap, built by unknown hands....
High Poem #1
Weed come and take me Then I shall see Take a hit and hold that smoke No, this ain't no joke Clear the mind Hoping not to go blind Imagine crazy shit As if it were a mitt Hunger take control Don't straddle it if it were a fire pole Grab a...