Raw Power

  Old, grey man, never took a thing, except when he was young, he took everything. Burned hot as a star, blazed up that old, night sky, back when you could really watch them go, back when songs were miracles.   Holding on the another day, another sunglasses and cigarette masquerade, past the media parade … Continue reading Raw Power

Listening to Angels

Listen to the rhythms of a world gone slow, breathing temp seductive in the ebb and flow. There are expressions on our faces as we sleep; revealing our dreams, our need to be comforted by something, any little thing. Be it the arms wrapped around us, or that voice in our ear telling us that … Continue reading Listening to Angels

About “GFY”

Not everything that gets written is gold, far from it. One of the most enjoyable things about being creative is exploring and playing with ideas and having fun with them. Don't limit yourself to one type of expression, let the expression choose its own form. You never know when something is going to become something else. Like that … Continue reading About “GFY”

Friday Night Hypnotic

Lose yourself in the music. Let your body be one with the beat, give up your grip; on the tangible, taste the impossible. Ain’t it so sweet?   You’re free of the world, you are vapor and smoke in the wind. Nothing can catch you, no cares now that you’re giving in.   This is … Continue reading Friday Night Hypnotic

Grey Waves

Delirium, master of distraction and mysterium. Voices in our heads speak, are we hearing them? Are we fearing them?   Never far from the edge, feel the push, can't catch our breath. Out of touch, desire for decline, feel the rush, you're out of your mind. No big surprise.   Pull the veil away, you'll … Continue reading Grey Waves

Obscure Permanent Vacation

Drawn into the life at a young age with no boundary of a family to keep one's feet on the ground. Harnessing energy at this stage, to erase my enemy and take back my mind from the clouds.   There is no soul here, hopeless, without fear. I can see the way clear of these … Continue reading Obscure Permanent Vacation

Bring it Back

These are the darkest hours, painful moments that drag on forever. The unused gift becomes the user's curse. The saddest smile on Earth. But it is addictive, this sweet negative. As the night wears on, thoughts border on suicide, all the time is mine on my side. Regretting nothing and everything, past/present/future - tortures my … Continue reading Bring it Back