Poems

Faded PaintThe paint is cracked upon the canvas frameA story told by hands now still with ageEach stroke once bright, but now it looks the sameAs time has blurred the lines upon the page I stand before the work I thought would lastBut every color fades, like days gone byI tried to capture love, but […]

Deadly ReflectionsThey’re haunting every step, shadows crawl behind the glassA twisted smile, a flicker of death as the demons passThe mirror cracks, but you’re too blind to seeThe reflection’s getting closer, it’s not just meDarkened eyes, a hollow soul, you try to hideBut in the glass, the truth will never be denied Deadly reflections, they’re

Faded ColorsThe colors of love are fading awayIn this city of gray, we lose the dayWhat we had was bright, but now it’s goneIn the shadows, we carry on Your touch used to feel like fireNow it’s just cold, like a lost desireWe’re fading fast, we’re losing sightIn this city, we’ve lost the fight Faded

Dark Embrace Darkness waitsMadness knocks at fragile gatesSanity lost in waking sleepLife becomes a tortured night

Dead InsideWake up to the silence, a world in decaySkies are cracked, but there’s no light left to swayNo gods, no kings, just dust in our handsWe’re the forgotten, the last of the damned We’re dead inside, but we still fightBurning through the ruins of this endless nightWe’re dead inside, but we stand tallThe world’s

Cracked Glass DreamsWe’re living in the cracks of shattered glassNo one’s coming, we’re all too far gone to askEyes wide open, staring at the wallEvery dream is cracked, but we’ll still stand tall The world’s a wasteland, we walk in fireDreams broken down, but we still desireIn the ruins of what was once wholeWe’re just

Cross that Line AgainShe’s the fire I swore I’d never touchGot a ring on her hand, and a man on her phoneBut every time she moans, she moans aloneLike tasting me is the end of peace We don’t meet in places light can findBut I cross that line againIt ain’t love–it’s a knife in disguiseCutting

Corroded HeartsThe city wraps its hands around my throatA love that rusts beneath the concrete skyWe thought we’d find salvation here, we wroteOur names in steel, but now the steel must die The lights above us flicker, faint and coldOur shadows dance but never find their wayAnd though we promised love, we’re growing oldWe never

Corrosion of Hope In the dim light of dawn, the city’s scars are laid bare. I am Alex Walker, a reluctant observer of a place that has slipped through the cracks of prosperity into a chasm of neglect. The neighborhood where I grew up was once a canvas of dreams and laughter, where every corner

Concrete DreamsBeneath the weight of broken skiesWe chase the shadows on cracked streetsThe city hums, a sleepless sighIts breath a curse, but bittersweet I hear the sirens cry at nightA lullaby of fractured hopeThe lights we built to burn so brightAre drowning in the endless smoke Concrete dreams and rusted steelA city lost to what