Sweetness, and softness were old friends seldom heard from.

I’d hear them scream for me on sunny days, when honey rays sang from the skies.

But more I hear their stoney silence in this winters kingdom come.

I long for their flowery words and hopeful hands but instead I hold our broken ties.

I wonder what sweetness would say to the rage that paints my face.

Perhaps a spoonful of sugar and a ...

Sweetness and softness

Were old friends seldom heard from

Rather, my best friends

Were my bottles of whiskey and rum

Expensive taste would be the ruin of me

Tear stained pillows and empty pints of ice cream

Exponentially growing anxiety,

A broken heart and low self-esteem

I woke up today, and bought myself a bouquet

Rather than sulk and cry on another Valentine’s Day

I’ve resigned myself to a jo...

Sweetness and softness were old friends seldom heard from

The grit of tough and nails drum

Our skulls

Our hearts

Our minds

The sound won’t stop as we continue on

As we commit con after con

The world won’t let us stop

It uses us in constant as a prop

Until we can hardly help but drop

The softness isn’t here in this violent place

The sweetness has vanished without a trace

I can’t handle a wor...

Sweetness and softness were old friends seldom heard from

Where is she now?

My long lost love…

Laboring in languish

Mind at ease only when at odds

With self, with service, with surveillance

Everything is a pain and

Only in disdain could she find some peace

A rhythm to keep her ahead of the deceased

Lively and writhing in woes

Powered by restless practices

And guided by garish treasures

Love ...

Sweetness and softness

friends seldom heard from

Greed and jealousy

Too often rules some

Harmony and peace

Sought by everyone

Anger and sadness

Too often the one

Tessa🦋...

Sweetness and softness

are friends seldom hear from.

That’s why I sip sorrow

from the bottom of my soul.

Till I’m gathered cognitively again; intertwined with death’s hold...

I quit running from the rain,

when trouble found it’s way.

Into my heart, beyond my eyes;

now I’m bleeding with demon lies.

So far, most everyone I’ve ever loved,

has dug their way to the skies above.

I’m tainted, ...

Sweetness and softness were old friends

Seldom heard from

The heart grows cold

The brain grows hard

The torment of life never ceases

The joy of childhood are bygone

The broken heart chills

The pain of loss makes the brain go numb

Tis’ life of a soldier

Till death brings me sanctity

I will never be at peace

For the crimes I’ve seen break my mind

My sweet soul has soured

My softness hear...

Sweetness and softness were old friends seldom heard from

Giving advice on how to respond to things sure to come

“You should be kind to her.” Sweetness would say

When my longing for revenge would not go away

Sweetness gave up long ago

“be gentle with him.” Softness would whisper

Before I dropped the baby, for my soul was bitter

Softness quit soon after

Suffering and hate now sit on my shoulder...

Sweetness and softness were old friends seldom heard from.

Meeting you introduced me to new friends,

unwavering boldness, and extravagance

You taught me that sometimes, anxiety can feel good. It can make up for sweet, and soft.

I would tattoo your name on my heart, like all those love songs demonstrate

But the ink would line my stomach, since that is where my heart rests whenever I...

Sweetness and softness were old friends seldom heard from.

To every lover it was a surprise,

That when I cried as a child no one would come,

And that I never understood why.

“Your tears are your folly”, my father would say,

wiping my tears with his calloused hands.

He said I would have to toughen up some day,

“Grow up and be a man.”

And grow up did, I became a man,

a great one I cannot say,

For ...