Angsty Poetry

Pure and unadulterated emotion

The Animal Within

The animal reveals itself; desire, in its truest form. A burning need, so far from what is right or good. Shed your mortal constraints and walk with me in this dangerous delirium.

Damaged

We are the damaged ones; broken and corroded and incomplete. We are missing that crucial part of ourselves that protects and preserves the spirit. Our spirit is huddled, naked and

My Oblivion

It gets to me like Dirt underneath my fingernails Creeps up real slow Steals the color from the canvas Leaving a white, barren wasteland Light is a funny thing It casts shadows in plain view

Valentine

So softly, he stroked each key The same lugubrious way he played me Smooth as jazz, he took my heart in his hands and gracefully tore it apart