Wasted Time

Mixed mind, up all night

Can’t shake off these thoughts of days gone by

Murdered time and Death looms by

All my works to fade and die

No record of my life alive

All my time killed online

Fifteen seconds at a time

Feel resigned,

Can’t muster up the will to write

Can’t find the words that shine

But I have to hurry,

I only have nineteen years before I die.

The Famished Reader

Give me a flavor

something to savor

present it with rhythm

if you want me to remember

Make it rich in complexity

bitter stained tragedy

linked to a deepening mystery

Make it worth my while

and raise the stakes

if you want to drive a stake

through my buried heart

in your character’s grave

Make them suffer as I have suffered

make them hate, so I can relate

and eaning

and only then, will I feel fed.

Fools Tragedy

Starved for a melody

Desperate for a symphony

It’s all gone quiet

Caged in silence

My demons have left me

Peace is beside me,

But contentedness forsakes me

My self inflicted tragedy,

Prose and poetry at the price of piety,

A fool’s Divine Comedy.

Karoshi

Can’t seem to breath, no longer at peace

Red lining from morning till break and starting up again till the EOD

Praying I flatline before missing another deadline.

Forced to go at speeds too fast for me

Was once an overachiever, now feel like a fraud and deceiver

Haunted

This will, this cry,

in truth resides

where unlived lives

are never to absolve me.

My fears, my crime,

my dreams denied, and now,

forever haunt me.

An endless night,

and sleep deprived,

feels like ghosts

wasting time

till the end befalls me.

Promise

These words are starting to shake

beneath their weight,

like an empty promise.

I set to be something great

but nothing has changed

I’m just being honest

I thought I’d be remembered

like a creator

one of the legends

maybe an artist

Now I see I’ll never be great,

I won’t even make it being forgotten

Living an empty promise.

waiting for this death called silence

Now that’s a riot!

I’ll never change

I’m not giving up or going silent

Breathe life into wisdom so ancient

its something remembered but never forgotten

Drill down deep beneath belief, to find new understanding buried in me.

I’m not staying quiet,

now that’s a promise

Darkness inside My Mind

There’s Darkness inside my Mind.

Clouding my thoughts, feeling sleep deprived.

Making me believe, I deserve to die.

I’ve known Peace a handful of times.

That’s been enough to save me countless times

Each day is an endurance game, with no end in sight.

I’ve prayed it doesn’t start again, but it does every time.

There’s darkness inside my mind, and it continues to grow.

Somehow I’ve managed to stay alive.

Refusing to curl up and die, because my prides kept me alive.

Either way, I’ll meet the Devil in due time.

I don’t fear what comes for me in the afterlife

I’ll keep fighting to stay alive.

There’s darkness inside my mind, because the fire in my eyes are so bright.