World of Thrill

With a passion for spine-chilling mystification-wanting, yearning to hijack your mind into another dimension I’ll conjure up illusions so vivid it’ll have you wondering if you’re schizophrenic. My lyricism will hypnotize your psyche captivating your synapses leaving you chasing me like a 1970’s crack phene. No, I’m not Curtis Mayfield but I’ll have you begging…

Choices

Consider this, The person you are destined to be with Was nearer than you thought But the choices you made Pushed them further out of sight Leaving you wondering If your planes will ever intersect

Broken

She was her friend So, she told her, her life story Took the lady to her house And made her feel at home Fed her and made sure she was warm Until her friend got too relaxed And intertwined herself With something That she shouldn’t have touched He was the reason they Weren’t friends anymore

Unknown

She closed her eyes and all she saw was blackness Being drowned by a wave of uncertainty Lost in a forest of sheer immensity With no path to follow She aimlessly walked deeper into the hollow Tired and alone with no quest to call her own

Roots

Coily, Curly Down my back Or in a pony These mangled locks Tell a story Of a sorted past Too complicated And Too distorted

Fade

You’re not mine And he doesn’t care that you’re his So, slip away with me And we can find ourselves In invisibility. Art by: Aneta Ivanova

Time

Time is a bitch Blessing when she pleases Damning when she wishes Wreaking pain upon whoever on a whim Too consumed with the sands that spill down her spine To give a good got damn.

Fuel

She let it roll down her back Trickle down her spine Because if she didn’t The words they spewed would pierce her mind And callous her heart So, she turned their bitter ramblings into fuel And bloomed to be a better being One that they could never imagine

Complete

With three knocks at the door She knew he had arrived Her parents told her this day would come That the man would appear But she didn’t see him on their last day She thought about not opening the door but her soul told her she had to She twisted the doorknob and removed the…

Selection

Beauty fades Money is fleeting A chiseled body wilts A good heart endures The soul is eternal Wisely choose what you fall in love with.