Month: May 2026

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I remember

I remember a bully that was a frenemy
When we wasn’t fighting he would talk to me
The things he said had sense of normalcy
Now I know he was molested
Just like me

I remember…
The veins of my roots coming through the dirt
I remember…
The stitches in my soul to repair the hurt
I remember…

I remember the man who has beaten me
Only blood we had was from calamity
But he was part of the stepfamily
Pain wasn’t all he was teaching me

I remember…
The veins of my roots coming through the dirt
I remember…
The stitches in my soul to repair the hurt
I remember…

She had eyes the size of the world it seems
with a heart that was broken like her dreams
caught up in a torrent when she swims the streams
pale blue eyes whose tears can’t redeem

I remember
The veins of my roots coming through the soil
I remember
The rage in the blood that would make it boil
I remember
The agony I had to share so they’d recoil
I remember

Runaway, now the details do not matter
Be the same on another plain in another time
The path of destruction has tributaries
and the agony of survival is sublime

I remember…
The veins of my roots coming through the dirt
I remember…
The stitches in my soul to repair the hurt
I remember…

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Hallucinate

The words you say create images in my head until I hallucinate about the things you’ve said
Flesh vibrating regularly from the wind in the membrane sacks
past unbound muscle and collagen pockets that like to flap
Some grunting non-committal from behind the noise-making orifice
Ends the cacophony of hallucinogenic sound from this ape of avarice

The choices you made are violence; I chose survival.
Your end should not surprise you, as you precipitated its arrival
the colors blend into sound into flavors into tactile susurrations
squeezing the colors out of your melody and accepting invitations

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Power

Power is an illusion that the weak accept for themselves to avoid the agony of change.

Weakness is an illusion the powerful concoct to give the weak an excuse not to act.

Agony is the crucible of the mind and the body that comes with the exercise of change

Power is the core of every free soul who would accept the agony as an everyday fact

Responsibility is both solo and societal to build foundations upon which to thrive

Until the weakest are brought up by the strength of us all then none of us are really alive

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Toxic Dreams

Contaminated thoughts
Fueled by toxic dreams
The smile says tranquility
Inside the brain just screams

Plastic eyes reflect the world
No shine coming from within
Trauma blasted mental state
Kills thoughts as they begin

Circling the cavitation
The waste lay in its wake
Another day, another pill
Is it a good day to break

Contaminated thoughts
Fueled by toxic dreams
The smile says tranquility
Inside the brain just screams

Needing to nurture mother
To sleep a dreamless eternity
Crawl inside the barren soil
And feed it with my entity

Look within and find the void
In the middle of the maelstrom
Quiet place of entropy
The calming peace of sanctum

Contaminated thoughts
Fueled by toxic dreams
The smile says tranquility
Inside the brain just screams

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Veil

I do not remember a time I was on the other side of the veil
a time before the time I would know about how we fell
The purpose we serve as the vessels of flesh
that we touch and explore, and that we never should tell

Those who whisper across the barrier crave innocent minds
never knowing who will answer, who the grooming finds
hands reaching into the membrane, groping, unknown
not caring of the aftermath and how it all unwinds

The monsters are known to us
never aliens from beyond
No demons sneaking over
or spirits to respond

The monsters will infect you
If you take the poison to heart
purge yourself, end the cycle
Don’t let the infection start

We are human, we are broken
We are used and then discarded
our scars left festering
since the wounds were imparted