Voices

During a car ride: Grey: This is a bad idea. It'll wreck everything! At any age it’s rare to find someone who is this compatible. But at yours, it’s next to impossible. God only knows why the age difference didn’t deter him! White: Because he’s not ageist! Grey (Ignoring the interruption, continues): It was fun... Continue Reading →

Psychosis

Psychosis - by yours truly. The Misery, crazy as it may seemknocking senses to the floor, grabs them by their sweaty throatsKisses a kiss, violent and cruelTo subdue the torrent of rising screamsWaking up on weakened kneesI hit pavement as Alarms screechFace contorts to feign normality,Inflection, again, eludes care or note,Bloody struggles rage behind the screenHoning... Continue Reading →

Madness

Ambushed By Madness - by yours truly. Beware! The Gates stand ajar. Who forgot to chain the Beast?Who forgot to check the Locks? There comes Madness gallivanting onBoundless waves of Miscreant Thoughts. Run away, Run afarClose the doors, shield the Heart Who forgot to chain the Beast?Who forgot to check the Locks? Cackling mist of... Continue Reading →

Bad Feeling

Photo By Joel Filipe Bad feelings come a-knocking.Up the throat they float, a-rocking.A big gulp of tears & snot,Pushing 'em down the tunnels of heart.Delicate levees self-destructing,Flooded heaves, hopes a-drowning.Impending disaster, veins a-gushing,Bloodied grounds, lives a-hurting.

A Murderous Quandary

A Murderous Quandary-By Yours Truly Devilish times, vile nightmares. If colors could speak desires, Paintings would turn bloody. Worlds they hold, on fire. Mind a predator, Hunted simultaneously. A cathedral of laughs, Screaming echos in bloody crannies. Burning thoughts, To stay or die? A Murderous Quandary.   ©EntangledDesigns

Madhouse

Photo by Taras Bulba There is a ruckus in madhouse ongoingwhere insomnia wearing robes of guilt is crooningsome high pitched melody that's darker than ebonyas pain pounds the table for another glass of crazy waiting to be refilled, while tiredness dressed in puffyshadows has walked in, now slow dancing seductively, she wants to take you to bed to have her way with...and darling... Continue Reading →

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