The Sophist

2016-08-22 12:00 am

Heart Aches
Mine too
No matter what we say or do
Outtakes
Passing by me
Passing through
Outpost of the things I knew
I'll post about it 
Just to view
Last daze
Or maybe two
I'm sure that I will think of you
Darker days
There shines imbued
With brighter light of deeper hue
I sing
Though out of tune
Of hope this light will shine on you
Show us where we lost it all
Show me if your love is true

The Sophist

2016-05-26 12:00 am

Deep in the forest
Between pleasure and pain
Screams are so violent
Yet silence remains
How often do you think of me?
Or remember my name?
Am I just a memory?
Or do you ever think of me?

Stridently hopeless
Lotso' talk about games
Stammers to silence
There it goes again again
How often do you think of me?
Or remember my name?
Am I just a memory?
Or do you even think of me all?

Tomorrow, if you picture it;
Another chance to witness someone else's bliss
And envy it
And live your life in envying
Green both in your mind and in your skin
Clad in purple cloth worn to protect your sins
And mourn the loss of love you stitched into it

Around me I see
Ghosts of a memory
Smoke in the air I breathe
A complete lack of energy
Dogmatic discomfort
Dogmatic disbelief
Friends crushing my dreams
Becoming the enemy

I'm Building a fortress
To honor my name
To scream at the silence
To wander in pain
To wonder in fantasy
Living each day the same
Do you ever think of me?
Or am I just a memory?

Deep in the forest
Between pleasure and pain
Screams are so violent
Yet silence remains
How often do you think of me?
Or remember my name?
Am I just a memory?
Or did you ever think of me at all?

The Sophist

2016-01-27 12:00 am

Light in darkness;
Fighting hardest.
Writing ardent;
Spiting artists.
Plighting promise.
Quite harmless.
Trite incarnate.
Reticent catharsis.