Day Light Burns

There on my brightest days

Nowhere to be found in the darkest nights

Taking credit for victories

And passing the blame for failures

 

Everything I ever wanted

Yet nothing I ever needed

I learned to live

And never forgive

 

Blood was thick

Yet reality was quick

Genetics does not a family make

And the lie was easy to forsake

 

You’ll never hear those prayers

Or see the plights

Or know how haunted

The mind has become with warnings not heeded

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I’ve been having a hard week. I feel like every part of who I am is under attack, and I can’t figure out how to get out from underneath. I feel heavy. I feel like my opportunities are limited. I feel like my communities are at odds with one another at times, afraid to align…

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World Apart

I live in the world yet exist apart

I live in the reality of the fake

I see the truth of its horror

I see behind the fairy tales of what it wants to be

I see it as it is and was

 

If I had still had a heart

It would not break

For I am no mourner

And in this world nothing is free

Not the love, not the hate nor sound of the applause

 

Everything at a price

The price is cheap

Only your soul

Your dreams

And all you consider yourself

 

Here your damned thrice

And no one will weep

As time takes its toll

As others hear the screams

And worry not for you health

 

Here in the really real world

The monsters don’t hide

They roam everywhere

Not under your bed

Nor in your closet

They stand to your left and right

Behind and in front

 

Your terror will go unheard

No place will be safe no inside

Or out there

The ghosts and demons aren’t in your head

And your misery will be their profit

As they hold you tight

Until the daily hunt

 

When you run and run

Till the setting of the sun

To getaway from the reality

And know its only futility

As they never left you alone

As the truth is shown

#thoughtsandprayers

The common brutality

Of a civilized society

It not lost upon me

It’s there for all to see

There for all to know

Yet all they do is enjoy the show

 

Feeding off the drama

Forgetting karma

Living in the agony

Glorifying the infamy

 

One or a thousand fall

The number matters little at all

Just another day

Just another story

Blazing across in its 1080 glory

A true testament to the God we pray

 

The god of violence

Who bestows the everlasting silence

The peace of the grave

To the old and the young

The weak and the the strong

Be they a coward or brave

The GOD of death

Whom we meet with our last breath

Scum

Life is nothing more than a drama

Found by siblings from a different mama

They want to connect

I deflect

They seek a little brother

I seek not to be another

My thoughts on the father that never was

Only more validated by the news

A lifetime of ill will

A hate that grows still

Will not allow myself

To seek them out

For my memories of the sperm donor

Will only shatter their truth

With the proof

That the father they knew

Was nothing more than

The kind of scum

One scrapes off your shoe