Poems

Dancing through the madness, it’s all in my mind,A place where logic’s tangled and I’m left to findThe path that leads me to what’s true,Though nothing feels real, I’ve got to push through.Each door I open, another illusion’s there,But I’ve got the wonder, and the courage to dare.

Daddy’s Back from Vegas He staggered through the screen door wearing lipstick on his neckSaid he hit the jackpot, bought a hooker and a RolexMom was passed out on the sofa, bottle tucked beneath her breastAnd I was thirteen, learning fast that love just means”what’s left”He dropped a deck of cards like proof he still

Daddy’s Back from Vegas He staggered through the screen door wearing lipstick on his neckSaid he hit the jackpot, bought a hooker and a RolexMom was passed out on the sofa, bottle tucked beneath her breastAnd I was thirteen, learning fast that love just means”what’s left”He dropped a deck of cards like proof he still

Cry out call pain loudNoise fierce breakin’ nightShoutz fill the air anger’s rightBroken windows words bite hardGaspin’ breaths street’s scarredBlackened hearts pulse fightin’ backEmpty promises ghosts haunt pastFreedom lies we race fastPain collective shoutz lastSteps pound struggle’s beatFists raised ruthless heatStill the shoutz deafening speaksCold stone beneath us no comfort just chillShadowz embrace us escape

Crimson Crossroads”Marilyn Manson Style, Dark Industrial Rock Underneh the blood-red sky,I see the devil’s face pass by,Ttered souls, broken glass,The road to hell, I walk, I pass.The crossroads call, they beckon me,A twisted fate, so hard to see,Chains of guilt around my neck,Bound to the choices I can’t forget.Crimson crossroads, where angels fall,Shadows whisper, answer

Crossroads of the Damned” I’ve seen the devil standing the door,He’s waiting for me, and I can’t ignore,The whispers in the dark that keep me awake,Telling me the steps I’ll have to take.I stand the crossroads, no turning back,The devil’s calling, but I’ve lost track,My soul’s a bargain th’s already sold,Trapped in the nightmare th’s

Can’t stop the fall, can’t break the chainThese thoughts are bleeding, driving me insaneI see the void, I see the hellI’ll let it take me, I’ll let it swellInto the abyss, it’s where I’m freeFree from the chains that once bound meLost in the silence, lost in the painThe abyss is where I’ll remain136Into the

Burn the CrossroadsShe lit a cigarette off the altar flame, grinning like sin in a Sunday dressTied her sins in a braid with teeth, muttered “God can clean up this mess”She walked like thunder with a scar for each vow, baptized in gasolineSaid, “I pissed on the rules, let the devil preen”Crossroads cracked beneath her

Bulletproof DreamsSpray-paint philosophies beneath bridges and tracksJeans worn through, carrying truths on our backsTheir whispers can’t silence the shouting withinEvery scar proof of battles we’ll fight till we winBulletproof dreams, defiant screams, voices echo loudUnbreakable hearts, we tear apart the lies they’re selling nowDodging lies like bullets, moving fast as we canBulletproof dreams in a

Lock the doors, lights down low,Feet on the floor, but nowhere to go,Silence screams, every breath a weight,Counting seconds while the world just waits.Another headline, another name,Another shooter, another game,Nobody moves, nobody speaks,Just waiting for fate to pick who bleeds.Bulletproof prayers don’t stop the sound,Metal and fear still hit the ground.We hide, we hope, we