Emergency Whiskey
It’s a bit of a wait and see,
A watch and be,
One grain of struggling sand,
In a stranded hourglass. Continue reading “Moonlit Musing – Alcohol Cures”
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Moonlit Musing – Hoarding
Faithful Remnants
Crucifixes littering the walls,
Affixed to each door in the hall, Continue reading “Moonlit Musing – Hoarding”
Moonlit Musings – Alcohol
Drunk
Blatant disregard
Negligent disrespect
All falls into disrepair
Are you still too drunk to care? Continue reading “Moonlit Musings – Alcohol”
Moonlit Musings – Broken
Harsh Reality
You thought things would change
Like the words meant I’d miraculously be better
But passed experience has left me lastingly bitter.
All my love before has been vicious –
Cracked glass and thrown dishes,
Moonlit Musing: Judgement Calls
You Can Do Better
You can do better.
But maybe,
he’s what you deserve…
What you’re earned
Driven by fear
And not ambition. Continue reading “Moonlit Musing: Judgement Calls”
Moonlit Musing – Homesickness
Maryland
I’m scared to see you
My forsaken muse, My forgotten disease,
The words you once pulled from me
With such tainted ease,
Have been traded for these medicated
New views of what I should adhere to,
And who it is I should listen to,
And hunting for a new way to get by. Continue reading “Moonlit Musing – Homesickness”
Moonlit Musing – Misery
The folly of fools,
And the demolition of rules,
Listen to the lesson:
Don’t deny what you are.
Read the board,
Written stark white on black, Continue reading “Moonlit Musing – Misery”
Moonlit Musing – Goofy Discoveries
Anachronism
Casually coasting on cynicism,
My story needed revision,
Tragedy had blinded and caused a division
Of hope and faith from daily existence,
‘Til I happened upon an anachronism. Continue reading “Moonlit Musing – Goofy Discoveries”
Moonlit Musing – Panic Attack Fodder
Desperation
Steady your breathing. In and out. In and out.
Hold onto the sound of the constant,
Focus only on this instant, on this inhale,
Freeze time inside, because it’s all you can do:
Steady your breathing. In and out. In and out. Continue reading “Moonlit Musing – Panic Attack Fodder”
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