Poetry
I will breastfeed anywhere, In the open with no care, On a park bench full display, In a restaurant or cafe, I've breastfed walking down the street, Full boob out far from discreet, When my baby's hungry my last thought, Is if my tit leaves you
Poetry
As the moonlight flickers faintly lighting boundless sombre skies, Your hand outstretched upon my chest while sweet dreams imbue your minds eye, Your blissful surrender with perpetual trust I watch over you still humming a soft lullaby, With heartbeats in sync every breath we are bound every second is precious
Poetry
I am afraid of my mind, I close my eyes and see fire, That doesn't look so kind, The flames are so wild, I have no desire to open my eyes, The chaos comforts my mind, I am tired, But it's so bright I can'
Poetry
Hold in your pain, Hide away, Silently cry until your heart gives way, Take a deep breath, And don't exhale, Suppress all the anger, Until your lungs fail, Don't let them see you, Hold back the tears, Present the fake smile you've practiced for
Poetry
We inhabit the earth irresponsibly with ignorance until we find invariant faith, We voyage through life guided by the sacred hand of God's grace, On his dictated path we may briefly waver and question him when out lives seem unforgiving and abate, But when God speaks to us
Poetry
When hell freezes over, Turning fire to ice, The once raging inferno abruptly subsides, In its place frigid blizzards transpire, Engulfing the damned in eternal frostbite, Instead of hellish shrills, Chilling winds howl forcing demons to retire, The devil, All powerful and mighty Now sits on his glacial throne dawning
Poetry
In the sanctuary of a dream, Brought forth by the night, bliss filled surrealism is such an enchanting sight, But when you close your eyes and drift off to sleep, It's not always a welcoming realm that awaits you When you've counted all the sheep, sometimes
Poetry
I like to compare my mind to a vast old antique shop, At first glance is captivating hard to resist and bound to leave you shocked, But if you overstay your welcome and remain here after Hours, Your bewilderment will surely turn to horror, At the tick of a grandfather
Poetry
I've never felt more lonely than when I'm in a crowded room, The only place I ever feel seen is when I'm alone with you, Not a word needs to be spoken for you to make me feel heard, To everyone on this planet
Poetry
Don't save my soul, Don't trap my mind, Shoot my heart, Let me die, Take my hand, Drag me down, Burn my corpse, Fley my skin, Feel my suffering, Dig my grave, Throw me in, Fill the hole, Pat the dirt, Say goodbye, I still breathe,
Poetry
Mother nature creates magnificent things, But nothing compares to the bliss that fog brings, It's like catching a glimpse of an angel's wings, Or the heavenly whisper of angelic harp strings, When fog descends on a world so impure, A veil shrouds the evil that'
Poetry
The thoughts in my mind are deranged and sadistic, The gore and the horror is unsettlingly artistic, The voices speak in tongues, Perplexing and cryptic, The depictions in my head are disturbing, Ritualistic, My dreams are engrossing, Depraved and twisted, I find them fascinating and thrilling, Gruesomely addictive, Part of