A View Of Another

Old pictures paint false delusions I wonder why no one has ever captured mine?
Tears are nothing to empty hearts, guess it pays to be a b*****d than a dreamers second chance.
I buried my thoughts in a shallow grave.
Only to unearth my soul upon this page.

The lit cigarette and yet another empty bottle of booze.
We fumble in desires bound by shackles formed by a ever present need.
Tonight she lusts for another yet settles for me.

Her empty room is better than a cluttered prison of your own creation.
Her taste of strawberry doesn't damper my burn, contact of the flesh isn't a connection of soul.
Simply a reflex of addiction and mine knows no end.

The furnace burns through the night yet can't kindle this flame.
Some s**t is better left dead!
Her poison knows no antidote I simply revel in this decay.

Remorse is for the weak the cigarettes light glows from her presence from the edge of the bed.
She looks at the shadows on the wall casts from the cities night.
As she wonders does he want as she?

There are many forms of emptiness, and far too little definitions of being alone.

She lingers in thought for only a second, and then she is gone.

Reviews

[Cerebriation]

Your writing has much passion. I always like to read your stuff!

[TL Boehm]

The lit cigarette and yet another empty bottle of booze.
We fumble in desires bound by shackles formed by a ever present need.
Tonight she lusts for another yet settles for me.
ouch. this one hits hard and leaves a bruise on the soul. Well penned.

[Corset]

Funny how the late night shadows can cast illusions, the mind can imagine all sorts of things in the dim light, as a child these shadows would make a coat and a hat slung over a chair turn into things of madness in the dark, frightning things, things that bump in the night when all they are in daylight is a coat and a hat slung over a chair. Perception, it's all in how it's made to look , and that goes not only with poetry but with people too.

[Ruth]

Always a pleasure to read you hon...as always, you have painted a raw and visceral scene, you leave me feeling like I am on an island, somehow, and left to soak in potent emotions lol Stay well hon x

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Telling, graphic in your descriptiveness, well done, great read!

[Kenneth The Poet]

Stark, straightforward and stellar!