Live in Fear.
Through the tall dark streets
befuddled by each punishing light, the attempts to focus and hold.
Beauty that gleamed in terror and so flawless
but the body to lay in its defeats.
Remembering the words that shattered each bone; allowing truth to unfold
outrageously blown out, as the heart becomes even more cold
as the graves themselves buried in malice words! Devouring tin foil
like a flower in its purest form being the mirror to ugliness.

Back when, to stand marveled by day living the presence
not a gift given but dread the sun which mocked anything imagined.
Spreading out its body, as if angels roamed the earth
believing hope can exist from what the eyes could speak, leading to be footless
advancing to a land empty and disordered!
Nothing grows from false mystic love; yet one tends to pour all what the hearts worth
and occasional nights of hanging stars that glistened
words unknowingly would plunge into the flesh and gouges,
within the crevice to be slowly such a death.

Feeling the warm breeze to whisper ever so genteelly
as each single letter painted more within in canvas
blooming images in a state so bright,
carried by electric rivers; being a ghost caught the winds.
For the feel of hands connecting would be heavenly.
The center containing venom spreading out as legs to the boneless
effecting ruby drops of blood, turning a luxurious black fright
careless to fall these prayers; blaming God to be folly...
for a condition as though the heart itself sinned.
With a light glaring at the body
speaking a tone which made everything calm
anything that ever mattered vanished
and for that moment, beauty emerges upon this cooked line
A line walked fearfully with torment, desperate to taste liberty!
But it didn’t matter for the heart refused to speak about where its from
taken its last breath it deeply cherished.
Not a candle to shine and apprehend the reality which taunts in malign.