to shift.

To begin, you must start. There is no way around this.

Monster

I have a darkness within me, and like the shadows streaming from the light, it has tied itself to my soul. We are entwined together, this monster of mine, we are soulmates, in the purest sense of the word.

Cut this chord, and I am as lifeless as a puppet without strings. Cut this chord, and I lose, I am lost.

When dreams die.

Today, you may have a purpose, a will to keep going, and it might vanish into thin air tomorrow, no warnings, no explanations.

I fear the day where I will not want to keep dreaming.

I fear the moment where I will stop and decide that it isn’t worth it.

I fear the empty-hearted, empty-eyed life I could live, if only I closed my eyes and slept.

Vitesse

I run for pain, the excruciating burn of desire. I burn for the exquisite absence of thought.

Cynosure

A moment of both celebration and mourning, of the dreams you have lived and those futures not realized; of the masks of the past and the veil of the future; of the passing of yesterday, and the inevitability of tomorrow.

Bare

Take my hand, and I promise you art.

You will be the canvas of my prose.

I’ll dip my pen into the ink of your eyes, and engrave myself onto your heart.

The Heart of a Crowd

Perhaps for all our worries about our individual existence, we are indeed nothing more than one among many.

A single artery of a heart, pulsing and throbbing on impulses from our milieu.

You close your eyes

The truth is right before you, they say, but they’ll never understand.

You do not want to see. You do not want to know. You don’t ask. You don’t doubt.

You close your eyes, and believe.

Fall to Power

Whatever we did, we did for power. 

Money. Love. Beauty. Respect. Family.

Power to control, to seduce, to create, to morph.