The Aggressive Victim

“It felt good to hurt you

To compare my life to yours

To see that I’m in a much better place in my life than you are in yours

Because it stroked my ego

Because sapping your energy fueled me with more Power

Because I finally had a target to unleash all my frustrations on

And I never meant it when I apologized

And I will hurt you again if you give me another opportunity

But despite everything

I wish you the best on your way”

Landscape

“I would pin you down 

like a father does

and have my way with you 

whether you like it or not, 

and I’m not going to stop 

until I’m empty inside.”

I can’t see the landscape anymore.

It’s all obscured in my grief.

You have Jesus on your breath,

And He dances in my lies.

Pink serpents brawl to the death,

A sensation so divine.
Lovely intermission of a loner’s descent.

You have faith that I’m giving you what you want,

A faith misplaced keeping this addiction satisfied,

I pull away to prevent

Sin to be committed 

On these many acres of longing.
To spare you a visit to the landscape,

Trekking through mountains of tenderness,

This drunken stupor in the Garden

Is not enough to not care,

To not make you tainted

By the landscape I painted.

Enamored Ghost

“​I have thwarted off evil many time before,

And I can’t build bridges from shore to shore,

I’m afraid we can’t see each other anymore,

I know you’re sorry but it’s either walls or a door,”

The memory of his words unearths my grave,

Setting free my tears that my heart has caged,

Like a ghost in the sheets,

A gaping mouth thrashing about in the night,

A force that must be contained,

Unruly is this juggernaut’s plight,

Present beyond life,

Beyond any means of control,

Persistent to alleviate some unfinished business,

Please reassure me that I’m not crazy.

Maybe…

Just maybe…

The voices in my head will agree with you.