The Garden of Deception

I am a poet of sorts. Welcome to my deception. Each of these pages carries truth and deception of some sorts, for they are based on the daily activities of my mind. This is the garden. Enjoy your stay, and don't forget to pick a few black roses.

Grinding Towards Tomorrow

• senslessness portraying in the depth of the heart
• will you speak of anger, or can you speak at all?
• nothing else in neverness and pictures on the mantle
• lie bleeding on the floor with the perfume i spilt
• i though i saw the diamond of truth hidden in this web of lies
• torn in lifes forever, seas of, pardon me, dispise
• darkness on the farthest groove of your diamond
• peace on the floor, swept out the door
• a carton of milk...i think i've been shot

Notes

• cold grey skies lie silent in keeping
• the hearts tied up in vain
• a world apart, a world away
• it's darker than the rain
• miles of fame and dustied fortune
• killing time away
• the light seeps through the crevices
• landing on today
• what once was today

South

• charm is held like my weakness
• across the bitter shores of darkness
• passing of the days soon will be
• caught in a warp of deception
• lie still beneath the moon's incision
• my promise in rays of night
• inhabitants of the soul escape
• with melted visions in my mind