Category: Poetry

Nietzsche warned of staring into the abyss. All I see is your voids, Your emptiness And loss of childlike bliss.

You surround yourself with sycophants to empower your Princess fantasy. No responsibilities nor consequences for your actions, constant lies and suitors bringing you ponies and tributes, servants and distractions as you descend into addictive madness.

I was your canary in the cave mine But you didn’t listen to my songs And you now suffocate on your own lies.

My friend disappeared into madness And there was nothing I could do, I tried to chase after her And into the darkness I flew Trying to catch, to grasp, to save The one whose heart I’d pursue. But she descended into her Hell. My soul spurned, burned.  Adieu.

You spoiled everything For fleeting moments of pleasure. I sacrificed my joy as king To save your soul forever.

As the Lighthouse Keeper, I warn others of the rocks, dangers of staying on the course towards destruction. I cannot save those who will not listen, who willfully ignore my flashing light and seek their own wreck.

I would trade an entire year of donuts For a single cup of coffee with you. Better to trade off something I enjoy For one I desire more than breath itself.

Sit with me My love. Take off Your mask For I know It is heavy. Rest, here In my arms.

Self discipline comes from within; The reflection, from inception Of who you are. And you are empty, Fake and false, So cannot control your desires.

Infinite. Cold. Essentially empty, with flashes of brilliant light. You are my Universe.