Poems & Lyrical Writings.
Letters To Heaven
Verse: 06/27/2025
No return Address, no reply, but I hope these letters reach the sky.
Do you read the pages that I write? Here is the ink in your afterlife.
Will They Reach you if I call your name?
Or will they fall like snow on an unmarked grave?
Chorus:
Letters to Heaven, caught in the storm, torn by wind, faded and worn. Whispers on paper, all my memories to you-
Each one is a keepsake, from our faded youth.
Verse:
I will always write to you under starlit skies.
Replaying moments of your last goodbyes.
Your silence lingers on every page, but in your dreams, you still show your face.
Will they reach you where you are?
Or fade like smoke beneath the stars?
Chorus:
Letters to Heaven, caught in the storm, torn by wind, faded and word. Whispers on paper, all my memories to you-
Each one is a keepsake from our faded youth.
Every word I’ve written, the truth I’ve meant to say, between these lines, my soul gives away.
Each vow I’ve inked, I can’t recind-
Each stamp, a wound I’ve failed to mend.
With love,
Yours truly.
City Of Snakes
Every day feels venomous.
I can taste the sin in every breath I take.
You smile like a dealer dressed for lust, counting cards instead of trusts.
Your touch was silk, but your soul is fake.
It’s the Charm with the City of Snakes.
You pull me close, as I feel your hand twist the blade, a gamble lost, a love decayed.
The City of Snakes, where the angels cry and ache, and every kiss is a sweet mistake.
You played your hand, I’ll raise the stakes.
Now, I’m gone from your life, 86’d from your eye’s gaze.
I’m done with the City of Snakes.
You taste just like whisky
You’re hot, smooth, but very mean.
Lit by self-hate and nicotine.
You start pushing me away, but always end up telling me to stay. I’m done letting you in, getting under my skin.
Now I can see right through the poisonous grin.
You dealt deceit with every glance.
Baby, we’re done with chance.
The City of Snakes, where the Angels cry and ache.
Every kiss is just a sweet mistake. You played your cards; I’ll raise the stakes.
Now I’m gone from your life, 86’d from your eye’s gaze.
I’m done with the City of Snakes.
No major payout cannumb all this pain,
With all these spotlights, how dothey hide all the bloodstains?
You said it’s love, but it feels like debt.
I’m playing a ghost in russian roulette.
City of Snakes, they’re all the same.
Flashy hearts with hollowed names.
I’ve dealt with many lies. I took some time away and left you in the desert’s haze.
I’m done… with the City of Snakes.
The ice still rolls when the sinner is awake, but I’m walking clean-
from the City Of Snakes.
