THE SINS OF A MAN

THE SINS OF A BUNNY MAN You wither and you wane... Increasing your threshold of disdain...You hold your feelings of love aside...Even too afraid to even travel outside...You Calculate...You Bait...Adjusting other peoples fate...Your Lies...Your Deception...Implanting, so much misconception...Even...Of the one...The one...That held you, when everyone else was done...-Madamchryzl- Dedicated to the meanest person that I... Continue Reading →

Dark Hues

Dark Hues Photo By: Meg Graves I fear I will forget every word that I have ever known...I constantly cower at my Calliope's continuing fading image...Rhymes, paint, flowers, and air fade from my soul...My Muse will never know the suffocation my heart has to endure...Logic has become nonsense, and every day is a sad Sunday...My... Continue Reading →

Friday Song is By: Bruce Springsteen

Friday Song - Bruce Springersonsteen... Or something like that ... I bet no one even recognizes that guys name... "ROSALITA" is the song... 🖤I BET MR. SPRINGERSONSTEEN WAS A 🐰 TOO!🖤 Spread out now Rosie, doctor come cut loose her mama's reinsYou know playin' blind man's bluff is a little baby's gameYou pick up little... Continue Reading →

Waiting…

Why do I feel like I am waiting for you??? What makes me feel like we're not through??? Lives have been lost since your departure... Violent evidence proves the torture... Oh, Manic... Oh, Panic... You've been swell... Precious little helpers in my hell... You lied and falsified... Never allowed me to hide... Oh, false memory,... Continue Reading →

Glutton For Punishment

When I wish to punish myself, I begin to recollect... Each, every, and all that I voted to dissect... What a pleasure this torture has been... You are a fantastical cause of a grin... I've never, cried or touched, so deeply... I've never, sinned OH so sheeply... What terrible taste... It's a shame to waste...... Continue Reading →

Naughty Narcoleptic Nymph

Grand displeasure tugs at my apron string... "Tonight, now? But I have so much to do." He stands there before me, almost 6 feet tall... His ghostly image lined within a Yellow Taped frame. Holding the shards of me together... My breathing turns heavy and I'm down on the floor... Alone in blissful agony, even... Continue Reading →

Narcoleptic Nuance

Your presence has never subsided... I declare; still I am not undecided... I end this year, trembling as it began... With breaking agony, hard to withstand... I hold the the title of your uninvited... My age has doubled, my mind divided... Cynical had no place, thinking for me... I surrendered and I became un-free... -Madamchryzl-

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