Low End Poetry

I saw a man holding a branch with a cup stuck at its endBegging for dignity and changetreated like a wild animal ruinedby the famine and by the man...

I see a lot of me and youWhen I look at a butterfly with the wingsThat are black and blueThere was too much painBetween me and youWith too many sto...

Sometimes I love to sit in front of a fire long enough to see the ashes forming and wonder if they are all the same I like to watch the shadows dan...

I am waiting for the dayYou tell the worldI was the one Who was the first to sayThat there's no SatanWaiting at the gateDeciding our fateI am waiti...

You came into my life when I needed you the mostI was desperate and lostIn our first meetingyou stopped my heartand sped up my breathingLike an ang...

Beautiful and brokenHer soul, bespokenHer shape shifting, rising from the frozen lakeNo one knows What is it at stakeThe young and the lostVirgins ...

I have tried to break free from your spellbut I am a lost soul on a voyage to hellYou make my bodyscream and my mind yellI know there is no returnf...

When Mister D came to visit todayHe just stared at me and saidFriend, I have a world for youYou can have it your own wayIt is not the first time he...

What can be saidThat it has not been yetNot another devil clicheThat hits you backLike a freaky ricochetI like it fragmented, explosive, penetratin...

I went out and bought a black shiny guitar, a red strapWith a sticker of The one-eyed jackI bought a big, sturdy case to go with thatI went home an...

Every word I knowIs what you've taught meA long, long time agoThe life you've given meThe unquestionable love,as strong as it could beThe freedom t...

For every kiss and smileThere's a bleeding scarFor every wish and hopeThere is a falling starSo all I want to knowFor all the hell you've Put me th...