Sin oR spend the night alone

To thy own self be true-

(Oh) the night (woe) the dAy. 
It’s exactly who I’ve been lying too-

Bless it be the purgatory of fait. 
Waiting for something new-

Without paving any new way. 
The ignorant, fucked & crude-

Don’t mind the time or if it’s too late. 
The biggest truth-

Sweet As A Diabetics Dream

Sweet & seducing is the honey
That nature pleases to bring. 

The swift and the cunning

Avoid it’s sultry sticky stings. 

Those stoned in its nectar 

Are often caught trespassing. 

Bless iT be the buzz and

The buzzed from the busy bees. 

In Search Of



*i use to


with out a reason

or a clue,

*now i search

just because

its something

to do.

-As if i had

a moment

to my self

to think & breathe,

-i seek

to feed,

the notion

of need,


there is none

stuck in between,

a “Do Nothing Bitch”

& the one who enables the greed..


no one to talk


as selfish as SIN,

*with the willingness

to fix

but none such eagerness

to begin.

-i cant

make decisions

for others..

*I’m hardly content

with the decisions

I’ve made for my self…

-i just pray

for love

to bless

every lover..

*and hope

they’re not only

concerned about the eyes watching

which is only for themselves…

I’m fat because I love cake 


I’m not 

a man

Of obsessive 
That isn’t 
My aim
Nor does it
Any of 
My well wishes. 
The serpent 
And the dove
Get along Well
Without the kitten. 
But her 
Tiny brushes 
Of disregard 
Will instantly throw my 
Curiosity into submission. 
Forgive my stare
I don’t have iT 
In me
Like my daddy
Whose religious drinking
Was that of a fish…
Thirst costumes 
Desert playgrounds
While Trouble follows & lures
W/vicious Sirens….
Bells & whistles 
Aren’t for the deaf,
Glorious idols & images 
Also aren’t for those w/visions…
We see 
What we
Want to see.  
From the far glare
Of the sun
To the deep 
Abyss of the sea. 
What lives
In our hearts 
In our free speech. 
May The Lord
Forgive me
For the shit repeated
In my rambling….

Killing me softly 

 I never meant 

To hurt the princess
If anything 
I wanted to protect. 
How can you save 
Someone from your self 
Other than to subtract 
Yourself from said concept?
I’m far too selfish
For that,
In which this jagged pill
Is hard to swallow & accept. 
I reek my Havok in silence 
While fighting the wrongs 
Until there’re all correct. 
But it seems like
We’ve come a little too far
And thus
We’re at a disconnect. 
that I love you,
My disease or sorrow 
I never meant to infect…

Mama plz



All that I want
Is to play in the garden 
Of your warmth 
And your love,
Run through the lilies 
Making wishes
Off of the daisies
While Escaping the sun, 
Then once I’m done
And I’ve had me 
My little bit
Of fun,
I can be calm 
In my loneliness
Until my heart & cravings
Can no longer carry 
By the tons.  

Messiah Complex

-I want you

To gravel 
On your knees. 
-the only words
Out of your mouth 
Should be,
-yes, more
(And) pretty
Pretty please. 
I need you to beg
I admittedly am the fiend. 
-I crave like i age 
In that
I can’t do a thing. 
-but take 
That I need. 


-What lingers 
In the way
Your compliance
Are the inconvenient articles of clothing. 

-which although
Are all the more alluring
I don’t need them to be. 

-I want them off,
Listen to me…