Poems from Rede
I am a lonesome soul
As many a man has said
I do not have command
Any place but in my head
But power is in the pen
Written, I have bled...
What could I be missing
In my mind of minds
Which is nothing but an extension of my bias over time
I protect that appendage until I have...
I am the most revolting face of opulenceThe enemy of humanity and self-controlThe manifestation of greed and wantThe martyr looks upon me...
Slipping; slipping, unseen sense,
Future forming consequence.
Anxiety; cold and dense,
End the jagged, starving plain.
In darkest black a...