What's He Thinking

Why describe what is so easily read.?

It's always a vice that cause's the storm.

A eye that wanders a mans ego is a wildfire and soon destroys all that stand in it's way.

Playing cards in a dark roo the smoke traces rings as emptyness fill's my thought.

 

The  burbon burns a whole in my gut but it's better to die in a seconds splendor than drown in a liftimes dreams of rejection.

 

She looks at the man and wanders why he's happy dying alone?

Why his life is more cherised in a seconds thrill than a servants existance.

 

I never yerned to bask in days past.

Never cared for the romantic horse crap of novels she reads as

a junkie finds his fix.

 

To see a mirror image look down at him calling him father.

Waiting for him to die and see what he gets.

 

Screw the happy ending.

Give me the instant plessure.

 

Moments are all we own and truth changes in another eye.

Id rather strangle in excess.

Than impail my balls on the white picket fence.

 

As we wallk she veiws me in deep wonder.

But only I know the demons that lurk in my minds vault.

Sometimes space keeps you safe my dear. 

  

Reviews

[Richielee]

very deep and very powerful Coldfire, great lines here especially '....better to die in a seconds splendor than drown in a liftimes dreams of rejection'