Amnesty shelter,

     Tolerance consciousness bunker harbouring a dreadnought existence, Thriving in the silence...

In lieu of,
An age of change
For all equality!

Writing against time's grain,

      Every second is a battle self holocaust un-esteemed anorexic game not-very-well-shakenly played, Poetry is my outlet and it is my shame, I write to share that which extinguishes my unauthentic hope to continue existing, Day by nearly dying day... For I am nothing if not a serpent striving to love; You!

In lieu of our participation of,
Many hopeful tomorrows,
In your ignorance,
Ride the waves,
Of bliss,
Until...

Who She Loves: 'Leave the Label Blank...'

My religion don't like you,

      and she likes everyone... 

Except the demons who only love themselves

Those who exile all positive emotions

Evaluating only to enslave

Harnessing hearts

Only to leave

Always on the roam

Leaving craters of negative impact

Timing moments of solace right

Never looking behind...

In lieu...
Of the Serpent
& 
The G-d...
Battling!

I... She... We...

  Based pet love name ever given, Because we're aware of the discrimination and violently thriving subversive metaphor shaking the LGBT and any unto all striving for stability couple once two wishing to become... The relevant storm that shall always be an everlasting autumn's battle against which hope never transcribed us wings!

In lieu of,
The storm
That shakes 'we.'

She... I... We...

       Babe, The most affectionate between the two of us non-gender based pet love name ever given, Because we're aware of the discrimination and violently thriving subversive metaphor shaking the LGBT and any unto all striving for stability couple once two wishing to become... The relevant storm that shall always be an everlasting autumn's battle.

In lieu of...
Love's most...
Honest metaphor
Coming true...!

Have you ever heard...

       Her call you by your truest name; 'Babe', The most affectionate pet genderless all encompassing metaphoric name given effortlessly on behalf of... The most honest love anyone could hope to post numb of hope for anything better than a serpents lonely whispering torment; Afford...

In lieu of...
Tilted metaphors
Written by others
Instead of us...!

She... I... No 'he...'

       Babe, The most affectionate pet genderless name given effortlessly on behalf of... The most honest love anyone could afford...

In lieu of...
What no wish can afford
Hope's most earnest tangents
Written for the best metaphor
What love is...
Love is...!

Strangeling apparatus,

     Dishonest memory deceive throttling truth's haunting lonely silence until... unfixably crowned by selfishness' every wish moment: Dead.

In lieu of...
Closing a chapter
On this burning vapour
We call life!

Time,

    The unbridled hand that beats me; Us, Until we're unprecedentedly united as black and nonpartisan blue.

In lieu of,
Preying to the Lonely

Approach the echoes,

      Confront the dishonest shadows wrought by silence behind my eyes, Ruthless counter hope Jesus(es) ruling the night! Making promises of misery despite addictions respite, There is no shelter behind closed eyes!

In lieu of,
The nether...
Behind the North Wind!

Entombed violence,

     Epidemic of inequality; Masculinity described it's awakening as vengeance for all the volatile land that hope had over the years reclaimed, This tangent is His disgustingly re-imagined time fateless capacity to reason with 'anything' line wrought without guilt bought by greed's conservative line!

In lieu of,
The future...
We write for our children!
For which we're willingly blind: to blame

Dissolve: Beauty's Metaphor

Age is beauty,

      The longer we breathe so too elongated is the problematic serpent metaphor that continuously beats... me, us, we! Distinguished black spray and blue painted bruises mark our hearse mirror apocalyptic reflected face unfulfilled in this age of perfection or...

      The storm that beats our hope... Today... Is a unified selfish-worth personified as silence... onto the acknowledgement that any moment or... Them all... That which shapes us is and should be valued! Each acclaimed grave without a firefly roaming as a caring light above the line of fate under which we've been given the personification of ghostly defeat, Simply because our age is reflected... Without make up or the bottle: Honestly.

In lieu of our participation in,
Not judging one another...
Until we're each other!

Watching you slay,

      Isn't make be fateless leaves, falling... It's purely unstaged conviction of identity!

In earnest anticipation of,
WERK

Epidemic breath,

      Entombed lungs destined to inhale... The phoenix capability to air battalion of vengeance born roam as waves flourishing against the depravity of masculinity's single hateful selfish minded voice.

In lieu of...
It dying...

She...

     Would follow me through every valley, But never unto death, A subscription of life flowing vowed existence through, To exist side by paralysed side despite the horrors wrapped around our throats, Before an army of ghosts I persist without doubt, For she is the most successful choice ever made in this short hopeless term of life ever beyond any measure of qualms made, she is the essence that arms my hope to within heart reside.

In lieu of,

Her return

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Amnesty post unimaginable holocaust shelter,

     Blind was the tolerant bunker harbouring a dreadnought conscience, Thriving in the silent existence purveyed by the guilty camouflaged equality pleasures unto which hope won't give up the inevitable tempest's  adulterated shackled consistently unadaptable offensive fight...!

In lieu of our...
Participation in,
Going nowhere...!

Religiously sculpting.

       A descent into the culprit's negligence to answer, Poetically transcribing the decaying ceaseless mortgage responses never amended by the Great Beyond unto whom we bend a paper clipped knee and glass fire woven hand to pr(e)ay....!

In lieu of,
Equality of response!!! 

Empowering the most complicated excuse, 

       Preying for the Harbinger to grant redemption, After each victim was denied their wish for continued existence... Debt is an unapologetic demon, Praising the death of any who leave in their wake an heir to the receipt of damaging credit they're now entrusted vow of credit to...! Oh heartless vendor of reckoning, There is no hope for you!

In lieu of,
Getting what's coming...! 

Crows at the helm,

     Pecking at the endless tide of lidless eyes, An unforgiving landscape of those rotting without grave, Carrion birds digesting every ounce of hope amidst the throbbing bellies of worms whose existence amongst the dead echoes greed's wish for another's demise... On behalf the rain which falls on behalf of those who willingly blind praise the leader whose attempting merely not to drown...

In lieu of,
A monstrosity leading! 

Burning all hopeful seeds down,

     Contagion methodology of those who can no longer dream...

In lieu of,
Wishing away a mental hell

Darling you've changed....

     I know you're thinking the worst, But everything about us and definitely you... Is good! With every cloudy breath I attempt to show you my thoughts, But I'm merely a broken post anorexic clock, Ticking away at life; but not a bomb! However, You've been exposed... Amidst our love the realisation hit: without you I can't find a single hope of breath to live...

In lieu of,
Your return!

Conceded,

    In hopeless cannonball stead of competing; For life as uninspired as this... I dreamt as a moth retiring into a suicidal premise, Wishing to reawaken as some tangible being that can survive lives quest!

In lieu of,
Butterflies & Demons!

Every trying time,

      We did a take the dragon appeared; Differently the conflagration of her words spouted significance as holocaust in reversed compassionate flames!

In lieu of her,
Awakening.
In us all...

Voiceless silhouette,

      How you've changed, You thriving fiend of an addict! I used to know you, hero; Whose power was rage wrought from shame; born in the shadows!

In lieu of,
Light striking

Vaguely half drawn guns,

     Eyes adapting a partiality build on misunderstanding's more wishful being pariah echoes, As a harbinger screaming tolerance of that which empowers the ever feeding ego of tolerance's most illegitimate echo: an overly potent & greedy masculine societal self failed diagnostic circumferencing identity of wrath that bestows any measure of harm unto all that do not willing and wholly bow their every long first 24 dark hours churning into years of their lives unto the regime unto which they are succumb unto death to watch thrive!

In lieu of...
Waltzing on greed, 
One day!
Before the end...

Vaguely opened eyes,

     Pariah scream a misunderstood echo of a societal self failed diagnostic circumferences of a whole they've willingly ignored through the long first 24 dark years that've felt as hours of their life!

In lieu of...
Participating,
Instead of withdrawing

Time a prison,

       Holding the pulse that is an invisible phantom beneath my blemished skin captive(d), By the mere echoes of yesterday('s), Dreams of throwing the towel at life! Threatening a vigilant landscape of violent language as a rebuke to the world! As she's owned and subsequently; No longer a shelter!

In lieu of...
Treating our earth,
As our home...  

Time the seemingly carnivorous entity,

     An immortally silent omnigender compassionless eternally dedicated unto impartiality predator; Never picking or deciding simply arriving humble as a twilight shadow at each and ever lifetime's beautifully untempered house whose lights grow evermore strangely with each passing grim... For dim is everything for a period, After loss...!

In lieu of our participation in,
Losing one another...
But striving onward,
Denying theft of memory