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Breathe. Just
Reach into the pit of fire
and grab hold
of the heart strings.
Strum your way
through the beginning

of the end.
Lay down.
Forge your burdens

into your bed.                                                                                                                                           Let your body form
to the                                                                                                                                                       disruptions,
Allow your lungs
to fill with their despair.
Empower yourself

with the fear of defeat.
You rise,
and reach back

through smoke blankets.
Grab hold of                                                                                                                                             the earth
and crawl
through the grave you made.                                                                                                                 Move forward                                                                                                                                     and emerge from the red tape.


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Run away into the

smoke pools of yesterday.

Fly high within their

flames. Bury yourself

within their fumes.

Be covered with the fog.

Allow yourself to be

blanketed with its chilling

warmth. Maintain protection

in reach of the dome. Listen

to the sound of the

fiddle. Let the strings be your memory.

Force the drum outside of your

core. Let the rhythm be your feat.

Be moved by the sound. Allow

The notes to be your footstool. Rest

your head against their bars.

And dream of a meditating symphony

It has been a while

I try to be consistent it just doesn’t work out that way, however, I am working on it.


Any who, this is from a character that I have been working with. I’m not completely sure of how I feel about it yet it goes:



He stands on edge

with smoke excavating from his being.

He leans

into the lens of his very essence,

giving him the ability to see blindly through himself.


His heart explodes through his empty chest,

contradicting who he assembled himself to be.

As blood spews from the vacant cavity

it becomes translucent; clearly,

his mind is clear.


His knowledge bleeds unto the floor beneath him.

Seeping through the soles of his feet,

he marches to his error.

Hating his very being, despising

his manhood


fearing for

the hurt that he caused in slumber.

Blood stains

erase themselves. He stands on the edge

living in the end,


dying in his beginning,

sizzling in the heat of his torture.

His body, his soul,

it sinks

as he rises.


Standing on the end

of his life, he waits


As an ion, he gleams. Crying out in hate

in spite of no voice,


he makes a way.

Creating a pitch less sound,

he cries until his lungs deflate;


unto himself, squeezing out his reality


his soul seeps through his rectum.

It expunges itself from his core. Clearly,

naked in blatant pain

his grip of realism is lost

with his disguise.


It is buried with his past

and embellished in his future.

Exposed in the present, and confused through

his time, he waits

in jaded shades,


forgetful of the hand he composed.


he rocks, slipping out of his skin.

Falling limp, his muscles deflate in the

garden, he has no shame.

Let everything that have breath fall into space
Let the breadth of an object be squeezed away from it
Allow lungs to collapse upon themselves
Let the blood flow from your fingertips
Eyes rolling back into the past
Life flashing as you gasp for air
Allow your heart to beat
Pounding against your chest
Afraid that suffocation will be the last thing you will ever feel
Ignore the touch as you explode
Pain filled skies watching
surrounding you
Waiting for your next move
The move that is impervious to your being
Forced to lie still
Screaming behind veiled eyes
Screeching so loud and no one hears it
Allow your heart to explode
Vomit the blood of your past
Free your mind of the present
Relinquish your thoughts and your very being
As you float through space

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