11th Collection

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Pended

Pended

It was to be expected.
I broke without a sound,
and was not missed,
and so worthless once found.
Then easily let go. To save me it
would take a reach far deeper
than soul.
It would take the grace
of one small piece
convincing the whole.

Pure the pain. Heavy and true,
blinding the opposite view.
I am made of shame and
sorrows of old.
Away from God I’ve flown.

I wish I didn’t see this.
I wish I didn’t already know
it’s happened. I’ve let you down
What happens when you all find out?

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The Sting

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June 30, 2017 · 10:38 pm

Running Out of Ways -original

Running Out of Ways

Oh my, I forgot to breathe.
My thoughts have drawn so deep.
Allow a little more room please.
You safety will no longer do.

See, I am just running out of ways
To pretend I am brave.
To keep my fears contained.
I hang my life on every word they say.

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Never Ever Known

Never Ever Known – Original song

Lyrics:

True, so true.
Afraid I am of you.
And I don’t know what to say.
I’ve never known a friend to stay.

Nobody is some lonely one
Hidden amongst the graves.
And just like him, I patiently wait
Just like him, I know the living aren’t safe.
You’re not safe. I tell you,

Take whatever it is you mean to take.
Hurt me, hate me, have your way. Because
I’ve never, ever known
A friend to stay.

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Passive Aggression

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Just a title for the picture.

At work I have some paintings and other prints of my art in my cubical and people come by ever so often and ask about them. I give out a link to my print site sometimes and say I’m going to update it with new stuff soon, but that always feels like a joke the moment I speak.

I think I’m going to drop the site altogether. I feel too…done. In every way, without desire to consider my chance of having my time spent here matter. This lonely life is not one I want anymore. Can’t change it. My personality is fixed and there is no undoing the wrong. That means I have nothing but “going down hill” to look forward to. I wake up with that, got to sleep with that and pray I won’t have to wake up to it all over again. It’s madness.

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Sable

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March 31, 2017 · 4:48 pm