love kills quicker

love kills quicker
+++++++++++++

I scratch the rope
Burns around my
Neck,

But the itch is still
There,

Torn between
"Life is A Bitch."

And:

"Better
Than
Nowhere."

Better livin through
Sobriety...?

sure .

Better way to eat
my daily nails

and
Hammer my head
Against

A wall of shame
No
Sane heart could

Endure.

(It's the worse
Version of a
Personal Hell.)

+

My love is
A
Scratch and

Sniff sticker
that
starts out rose
scented

only to become
Shit

2 seconds
Later.

thus I prefer
Liquor.

(since love
kills quicker.)

that ancient midnight listener.

ThaT
AnCiEnT
mIdNiGhT
LisTeNeR.
++13++

Her Voice
was once
A
Whisper.

Because
She Feared
The Evil
One.

That Ancient
Midnight
Listener!

(Who Plots
His
Vengeance
On The Sun.)

+

I Exist
between
2-Shades of
Gray.

Searching for
A
Fading Light,

that shines Through
The
Cracks of Yesterday!

(though it's
often Eaten
By
Life's Parasites.)

+

But is
There More
(Within This
MyTh)
To See?

Than Horror
Films
which Play
In
Memory?

And what
Else
Could I Be?!!

(if Not
The Angels'
Enemy.)

+

Her
Voice
is
Now
A
Sacred
Rose.

Because
Her Soul
Transcended
The
Wicked
One.


Forgetting
A
Past of
SecreT
SoRRowS!!

(and
Reuniting
With
The Sun.)

j.stephen.h.

for i walk this valley of discord

For I Walk This
Valley of Discord.
+++++++++++++++
Oh,

"lead me to A Mountain
Lord,
so I may Sing your Praise!"

"For i WalK
This
Valley of Discord!"

(and Waste
My Fruitless Days.)

"I want to Hear Your
Angels
Speak Unto My Restless
Heart,

and
strengthen everything
grown weak!"

(Within
This
Soul Turned
Dark.)

"oh,

Lead me To
A
Mountain Lord, so
I
May Sing Your
Praise!"

"For In This
Valley
of Discord,

The Devil Rules
My Days!!""

(amen?)

j.stephen.h.

for my beloved friend/aunt
Shelly Thompson Davis.

(hebrews 13:2)

Heart-Break Face

Her Face
Spelled
Heart-Break
that was
beggin for
A Kiss.

and,

God Damn
This Hell
We Make!

(for the sake
of
temporal bliss.)

you really broke
me love

you really broke
me;

(he said)

but now i've
mended, and
am
back for more!

break me love
break me!

(destroy me 1,000
times worse than you
ever did
before.)

j.s.h.

My Dearest Never

My Dearest Never,

If ever the Time
were Never, then,..
The Time is Now.

For Us to be
Un-together, and
weather The Storms
of Collective Brows.

For Sanity 

(that
Game I've lost)

remains 

A 

Phantom
through and 

through;..

reminding me
how "Reality" Lost,
 is Clarity Gained!

(and Perception 

True.)

J.SH.

Tonight, Love is Dead.

Tonight,Love
Is Dead.
+++((+++++


Tonight,
Love
Is Dead.

(and the
World
similar
to A
Parasite.)

A Cherub
who
could
Not kiss

The monsters
from
My Head!!!

(nor fill it
with an
Ounce of
Light.)

+

1,000
pretty
Faces,

(All 

Of 

Them
Painted)

stare into
The deepest
Places,

Where
God breathed
Once.

(then
fainted.)

+

But
Tonight,
I
Refuse to
Mourn..

(yet 

for
this reason
am

ironically 
weeping.)

and
Curse
The world
For being
Born!!

(into
A life
where
I'm left
Dreaming.)

J.Stephen.H.

Madness answered with a grin 😀

Madness answered
With A Grin.
+++++++++++++

Yes...

I've questioned
My
Sanity before;

(And
Madness
Answered
with
A Grin.)

Then
Threw open
An
Ancient Door.

(which let
The Darkness
In.)

+

Yet what
I
Saw indeed
perplexed
Me.

No
Tortured
Screams,

Or
Lakes of
Fire;

just Phantoms
Seeking
To Be Free!!



(Haunted
by
Past Lives
of
 Desire.)
+

Horrified,
I
Shut The
Door;

and
ventured
quickly to
My Bed.

Never
Questioning
Anymore!

(for The
Answer was
Always in
My
Head.)

J.stephen.h.