"2.00 am"

2.00 a.m’s mind race;

Running thoughts on a relay.

Life’s contemplations take the lead,

Rushing all the “whys” and the “what ifs,” to the finish line,

Before it becomes a victorious night for my sexual fantasies.

2.00 a.m’s heart ache;

Viral feelings diseasing my blood.

Doubt, Regret, Anger, Hate.

All sentiments circulating around the four valves of my heart.

Causing it to breed pathogens of depression.

5.30 a.m: The Grand Finale.

Thoughts Dissolved. (Mind Exhausted)

Feelings Veiled. (Heart Cold)

Façade Worn (Self Repressed).

6.00 a.m: Breaking Dawn.

Good Morning……

“True Blood”: Living Lie (Reprise)

The streams of red honesty unearthed by your desiccated conscience

Now paint the walls of your mortal veins, soaking your lies with True Blood.

Freedom, has now been born

—Date: July 9^th, 2010.

"Lust"

I lie awake, intoxicated by its venom,

As it flows through my veins to cripple my adolescent innocence.

I can feel my blood moving steadfastly,

Like a convicted river destined to marry the Atlantic

Alas, the hairs on my skin now stand, restless;

Exposing my skin to the stubborn wind chills that precede Summer.

Here I am, struggling to breathe,

For my lungs keep propelling gusts of sexual pleasure.

And my heart echoes this storm as it pounds to the sounds of my wailing orgasm−

The first born child of my weakened senses.

Now my mind bears the stains of your infinite presence,

Causing my thoughts to weave nothing but Lust.

Never, have I felt this true……