

more haiku--more haiku
webs spun in my mind, stringed lies bring me to my knees. stop these wicked dreams.
we are grasping hands, trying to make sense of this unfamiliar world.
The storm above head wills us to break apart. we cling together.
we are each other. neither can live without one. but one can not live.
death by their own hand, this was the only choice left. so close, they both grasp.
but why die so soon? a necessary evil. life sans you? worthless.
we are eachother. neither can live witho


Shades of Goodbye--Shades of Goodbye
what was your original color? before everyone slandered and graffiti-ed your soul. before your edges became rough and your wrinkles many. what hue was your heart? before it was painted black and blue with their words. years before age marred its countenance. what shade is your being? underneath the layers of lies and coverup. chipped away truths and obstructed stories of hope. The grooved and cracks or your nature call to me.


Haiku 'times two'masks of all colors any shape or size you dream none can hide your shameHaiku 'times two'
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webs spun in my mind false truths bring me to my knees stop these wicked dreams


wake me from this cold deathLies your mother told you to soothe you in your bed they won't save you from here, you are already dead. gunshots shake the moon long past duck blood drips down from your body's emprty husk. killers search their victim, a game of cat and mouse. lights flicker out as someone enters your empty house. matricide. homicide. neocide. suicide. all line are crossed. all boundaries defied. sleepless nights followed by wakeless daze. false beliefs alight with hopeless rays. toes on the edge; if you don't jump they'll say you fell. it's no nightmare, you're not asleep. Welcome to Hell.wake me from this cold death
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Break Me Off a Piece of That Hamster.
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"You can close your eyes to reality but not to memories."
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Hand In Hand Through Hell Together...Fighting Away Both Our Demons.
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"You can close your eyes to reality but not to memories."
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Hand In Hand Through Hell Together...Fighting Away Both Our Demons.
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Das Leben ist zum Lachen da, drum nehm ich Psychopharmaka.
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