Love Is notWhat you meantTo repeatly show meOpaqueLossIs whatYou repeatedly providedAfter your absence becameClear🖤 Madamchryzl 🖤
Hidden Humidity
Selfishness
BeautyDoes notMatter neither doI imagine an imageWorthyMADAMCHRYZL
Just Desserts
YouEarned theHand that wasDealt when you decidedPlay-Madamchryzl-
Presently In The Past
Presently In The Past Yesterday Counts todayTomorrow counts todayToday matters right nowTomorrow -Madamchryzl-
WELCOME HOME
Welcome Home UnchartedHurt uponOur destiny givesUs only too muchFreedom--Madamchryzl--
Yet Another Goodbye
Yet Another Goodbye charcoal and chalk pencil on pastel paper By John Teal My skin has burned with the maximum pleasures...Your ghost will forever haunt my lips...For there is none other left to kiss...My heart begs to my mind.. Say,it is not so.Oh please, My Love...Please do not go...Unforgettable...Yet...Banished upon the ship of unending time...Unbearable...Tragically...Wrecked... Continue Reading →
It Is Ok
YouWill neverLove in theWay that I loveYou-Chrystal-
Moss Covered Heart
Ben Pierce Photography Moss Covered Heart Cut Me openYou will seeStrings of me drippingMoss-Madamchryzl-Thank you so much Mr. Ben Pierce, you capture Gods artistry like none other. https://www.benpiercephotography.com/
Nature
An uncontrollable natureis what lives...My uncontrollable natureis what gives...An unwavering natureis what gives...My Unwavering Nature is what lives...Madamchryzl
Nonsensical Nomad I
I Am notHere for your Entertainment nor your complete StimulationIMay or May Not But More so EVERY singleTimeWhatA crossYou must bareTo amuse yourself withEverytimeMineIs aSingular struggle withoutA device capable ofSavingTodayOr tomorrow Yesterday yet morrowSeize all of todayNow -Madamchryzl-
Birthday
December's storm of the century... Birthed a new worldly energy... Winter's Tornado could not prevail... She was born to battle this hell... He paced to the lyrics of Crazy Train... Heart beating faster than the rain... Fear only a young mother can feel... Yet skin numb to the cold steal... Skies quiet... A Mom's might...... Continue Reading →
Rhymes, Writings, and Confessions to Small Crimes 