Poems from ACME
The muted plop of tears on paperLetting go of all those moments of the fakerLetting yourself feel as you truly feelLetting yourself be, for...
Morning came that dayA day in late MayThe sun did not riseDid not open her eyesSo the world slept onThere was no new dawn
Hidden deep so no one can seeThe horrendous scarred atrocityThe lunacy that lingersThe subtle stingerThat is my deepest secretThe buried...
There was a man who stood above the restBelieving, above all, he was the bestHe slaughtered those he looked down onConvinced so many to...
Infinity.Past, present, future combined.The combination of space and time.Every moment shall live forever.The string between life and death...