Poems from Rede

I am a lonesome soul As many a man has said I do not have command Any place but in my head But power is in the pen Written, I have bled...
What could I be missing In my mind of minds Which is nothing but an extension of my bias over time I protect that appendage until I have...
I am the most revolting face of opulenceThe enemy of humanity and self-controlThe manifestation of greed and wantThe martyr looks upon me...
Slipping; slipping, unseen sense, Future forming consequence. Anxiety; cold and dense, End the jagged, starving plain. In darkest black a...