A sempiternal feed
My journaled digital ink
Diurnal entries
of nocturnal misdeeds
Subservient desires
burning me alive inside
This relentless asperity has rescinded clarity
& my temerity
I stay away from the mirror
so I don't have to face my biggest fear...
Me.
#atreyasverse
Pros of Prose
written by: Rob Clark
@oldschoolrob197
My Poetry ?????
...well, it's...
Raw emotion - Its Inscripted Description
Revealing healing scars and a bleeding heart
Yet still, Full of a Will
yielding endless https://t.co/NMGhKiqmYD
#BecomingFragile
A
lacquer's
luster
or
lackluster...
Either way,
one thing
becomes
the other...
From
Spring
comes
Summer...
Torrential skies,
unfolding life...
Blossoming.
Familar menageries,
most
have NEVER
seen,
nor
dare to dream...
While away
Miles away
I thought about your smiling face
for a while today
The things you want
Become these #painfulprompts
Digital ink scribbled from each little, weak and brittle, piece of me strewn across your bed
#RavensVeil
...this page inked
Fresh out from consolidation
Fragmenting
Hashtag venting
this maelstrom of sensations
Erupting into a wave of something amazing
My heart
pounding
r a c i n g
like crazy
You've uncaged me
The page inked
This is the way which haunts
Awestruck
Break into the waste
with these
#painfulprompts
All luck
That I'm still here today
Blatant
Daydreams in moonlight
We chase each stream
Superglued to wifi
Entangled in sideline gossamer inertia
Dive heart first into your whispered precursors
The Recovery Bleeds
written by: Rob Clark
@oldschoolrob197
Say what you will
We both know
Things won't change
Pop another pill
Blame it on the pain
But
at the end
of the day
Real
recognize
Real
and https://t.co/qxa089nn3H
Perspective Redirected
written by: Rob Clark
@oldschoolrob197
Misconstrued
by
the different views...
Different
points of view.
Different
perspectives...
Like
the opinion
of a narcissist
The https://t.co/HvL45ONvyA
tHERst
written by: Rob Clark
@oldschoolrob197
A thirst stirs for her words
A thirst to be submerged in her verse
Surging hurt
Poured into work
Her SOUL exposed
Her Whole, composed
The gravity of her ink https://t.co/m99JUWIvPZ
Chained To The Quill
written by: Rob Clark
@oldschoolrob197
I remain still
Chained
to the quill.
I'm slave
to the feel,
and I have
pages
to fill
with contagious will...
so written
under
starlight
on a dark https://t.co/l4oyndMRen