Scarecrows in the field
Harsh winds blow, a slow reveal
cover of night, time stand still.
Crows wait to pick the bones
Drifting, into this place unkown
srape whatever’s left of me…

Feel the air outside,
cauterize, breath freezes in the air
Please remind me I’m still here.
Lost within the sheets
Our hands touched, you let go of me
left me a ghost, I can’t hold
The room grows cold

Innocence, looked so easy
From up here
Don’t hurry this away
I get the sense, you remember
The way it was,
how you felt back then
Do you remember what we had?
I do… I do

Pile of bill’s, fall to the floor
Craving childhood like never before
Lighting escaped so long ago..
If you’re naive, I’ll resist
The temptation of saying it
Don’t think,
stuff it down inside


Snow entwined, white beads from the sky, swirling, swirling into whisps undertoe.
Traipse through, wonderland
disappear into hush of winter
throes, distant woes.
Compassion, amidst
this lonely snow globe.
Stalled for a moment,
from sad world, slurred words,
chaos, middling in between.
Watching each flake’s
lonely journey
last breath.
Melt back
into the

Try Again

Chemicals divide
Heart from the mind
I’ll split the difference
Find you waiting inside

Affect me
Last traces
Of society

You’ll let me down again

I’ll forgive
Least of all
We can say
We tried

From the core
To the earth

Quick as they’re born
Quicker than lore
Dead to the world

Least we can say
We tried
As if no one hears
Holding close
Our fears
Chemicals divide
Heart and the mind

Until there’s nobody left to find.


Im done with you now,
we must part ways.
A year of endless tirades,
newly enslaved, 200k graves.
Skeletal remains,
a tired populace
stripped of anything sane.
Surging in their veins,
where we fight in vain.
Felt in the marrow,
the soul of your DNA.

Anguished through it all.

Tyrants, doing what they do
with no regard for you.
Leave them here,
the gallows await.

Taking up the good fight,
against an endless stream of hate.

Burgeoning sunlight,
brandishing new hope.


In a yearbook, how you’ve changed. darkness clouds, as friends evade.

Protect the view, back of the room
no one remembers your name,
or who you were, or who you are (phantom limb hangs on)
Perception never felt so insincere.

You’re so helpless and faceless,
alone in the crowd, fade away,
fade until… there’s only fumes.

Inside my silence, of the lifeless few. Sunshine is so overrated.
They move faster than you
all the lost, forgotten memories.
Escape the light, embrace it,
chasing that first high.
Perception never felt so insincere.

You’re so helpless and faceless,
alone in the crowd, fade away,
fade until… there’s only fumes.


Soaking the soulless gouls of the unknown,
thrown to the wolves to pick their bones.
Doorways close, I find myself lost,
estranged on this road.
Howls loom, embers quiet the coals.
Hoping I last one day more.
Living out the life I’ve spent
so many days fighting for.

Days Ahead

Someone hand me a quart of blood,
my heart, drained of all its love.
Sweet of you, painting clouds
where there are none. Or sun.
Or whimsical moments when this
first had begun. Beautiful days.
Ahead, uncertainty. Dismay.
I feel you course back in my veins.
Knowing we’ll be ok.

painting: Artist
Michal Madison