"Always Looking Down"

A city paved on the slivers of dreams

That extort a whole new dimension

Of what the boundaries of reality

Can truly achieve ... or leave

Behind are the footsteps of tomorrow

Lost in the stains of each glamorous step

Resides the probability that, financially

You'll lose more than you borrow

The laundering of smiles can only be found

In the mischievous addictions that slowly create

Visions to heart broken souls deemed to be

Always looking down

Sidelined by the stampede of life's reprise

The deeper the pockets, the deeper the dive

As morals fall prey to the emptiest of eyes

The scent of victims being victimized

Souls so deeply lost in their visions of delusions

That no amount of win or loss

Can comprehensively dig them out

Of the trenches of their own minds illusions

Thousands of steps paved in smiles and frowns

Where dreams are made and loss is found

Can you keep your skew at a distinguishable view

Or become another, always looking down?

            (C) Angel Campbell 2024 

A MILLION ENDLESS THOUGHTS

Nothings more entertaining than watching your soul 

devour itself amongst a million endless thoughts

One can only credit that unfathomable display of

destruction to the hours that wont remember anyway

As if the persona of words and actions soak in the

flames that hold flesh accountable

And yet you allow those minutes to devour your soul

Amongst a million endless thoughts

Vibrations bathed in the fear of what we cannot see

or hear as if the visual would matter anyway

The value of those vibrations are only redeemable if

your fake smile matches your fake soul

The discrepancy that's clear between you and me is

truly knowing what you want, and yet I sit

And allow those minutes to devour my soul amongst 

a million endless thoughts 

Copyright (C) Angel Campbell 

CRUEL INTENTIONS

I can see the hostility building up inside of me
Inhuman intentions drown out my confessions
Disregard the bruised and scared empty parts of me
Abrasive lips that cut like words just to hear me scream

Cruel Intentions

Satisfy your suffereing

Be the parts that beg for me

Grip the veins 

watch me bleed

Your flesh is now

apart of me

Cruel Intentions

Immoral eyes that slowly drive your vicious sins into mine
The leash that leads you back to me in a world of broken lies
Inflict the torment steal your touch and leave my skin deprived
Sadistic embers intend to burn the view of you inside

Cruel Intentions

Satisfy your suffereing

Be the parts that beg for me

Grip the veins 

watch me bleed

Your flesh is now

apart of me

Cruel Intentions

Satisfy your suffereing

Be the parts that beg for me

Grip the veins 

watch me bleed

Your flesh is now

apart of me

Cruel Intentions

Forever cursed by your words you only profit from my pain
 Your sickness runs through these veins like a high that I crave
You told me once and told me twice that my flesh would be your game
When his breath hit's your neck .. you know there's no escape

Cruel Intentions

Satisfy your suffereing

Be the parts that beg for me

Grip the veins 

watch me bleed

Your flesh is now

apart of me

Cruel Intentions

Satisfy your suffereing

Be the parts that beg for me

Grip the veins 

watch me bleed

Your flesh is now

apart of me

Cruel Intentions

Cruel Intentions

Cruel Intentions 

Copyright (C) Angel Campbell 

EMPTINESS       OF       ELEGANCE

Above Angled Accusations Abstract Assertions

Allow A mess of Assumptions

Bitterness Benefits Bullies Behind Battered

Barriers only Because Broken hearts still Beat

Created Confusing Conversations Causing Corrosive

Clouds of friction Corrupting Chaos

Dialogues Depict Desires Destined to Disect

Dimensions between your soul and mine

Endless Exaggerations Encompass Extended Efforts

to Entice the Emptiness of Elegance

Follow Forgotten Fairy tales Formed Feverishly 

For the Fear of unhappy endings

Gravity Guides Glass Good-byes Gracefully

between the Guidelines of Goodwill and Grief

Heartache Hinders Happiness when Habitual Helpings

of dis-Honesty leave Holes in your soul

Instantly Ignorance Isolates Instances Instigated

by Inept lips soaked In Intolerance

Jealousy Judges un-Justified intentions Joining the

gestures of Jargon and Jaded Journeys

Knowledge Keeps Kindness a hand shake away 

Knowing Karma craves Killings Kingdoms

Lessons Learned when Lost Luxuries Limit

Loose pockets Living Life without Labels

Misguided Memories Make Mistaken Murals of 

Misfortune Most can't out-run

Never Negotiate Natures Negative Nonsense

displaced by Narcissistic Nobodies

Obviously Obstacles Open difficult outcomes

Only to Orchestrate an Opacity Of Offenses

People's Petty Propaganda Permeates Pretentiously

between Proposals of Personal im-Perfections

Quietly Quarrels contort Questions into concerns

Deliberating Quicker than the Quicksand of life

Restless Resolutions Recycle Remnants Repo'd

by the Ruins of a Rigid heart

Sequester Simple Solutions Solely to Surrender

the Strength of today's Society 

Tomorrow's Textures Thrive on challenging Theories

That Threaten The outcome of Tolerance

Uniforms Unite Ugly agendas Under the Unfortunate

assumption that Unarmed minds lack reason

Violence like Venom Varnishes Veins Vowing 

to swallow the Vulgar pieces in Vain

Wasted minuets Warrant Wishes that Wave goodbye

to the Welfare's of a Weeping Widow

Youth beckons Yesterdays memories collecting

forgotten Years You, Yourself, care not to share

Zombified sarcasm donated by Zealous dictators 

Zoned to the notion that they run this Zoo

Copyright (C) Angel Campbell 

SHORT PIECES of my THOUGHTS

(Set 2)


~ If anything
beautiful words
spilled from 
her wounds ~


- When life has dealt you cards miles apart
you leave strength in words to connect two hearts -


* The soundest this soul ever sleeps
is when the thought of you 
invades my dreams *


~ My new favorite song ..... your heartbeat ~


- Don't let the facade of another
determine the mileage on your heart -


* Emotions linger only time can console
still wiping your dirt off of my soul *


~ Dear Anti-Valentine:
roses are red
diarrhea is green
i hope the vultchers of love
pick your emotions clean
Sincerely, Better off without you ~



- How far in this soul
do you plan to reach,
before the cravings in your eyes
devour me? - 


* Only you can allow obstacles to become road blocks *


~ Be the smile to which
her heart connects
and not the memories
she just wants to forget ~


- Tripping over your words
saturated in hyperbole's
distinguishable only by the notion
that lies fill your teeth 

An erotic configuration
where the scrutiny of words
and the determination of lust
meet -


*  Graffiti my heart with your
twisted versions of desire
the chains that claim the lips
of tomorrows attire
abstract prescriptions your veins inspire
another dose of your soul
to get me higher *


~ When days beckon to question your heart beat
be the strength you can only find
between the confidence of the beautiful
and the resilience of the broken ~


- Abstract emotions collide on the rockiest of streets
Where the earths vibrations reach from sky to sea

Reset the reflection you can clearly not see
Because you are to hung up on being you
and I'm to busy being me -


* Music is the best addiction to rattle these veins *


~ Decipher the notes that linger
withing the melody that resonates
between our lips and fingers ~


- Rummaging thru the past
tombstones in my mind
Edges bent form 
smiles and tears
for the tomorrows
we redesign  - 


* The only person you should try and be better than
Is the person you were yesterday *


~ A thousand days
a million pieces
I've struggled to puzzle
the jagged illusions
that only second guess
my confidence
in a shaky reflection ~


- It's detrimental 
to never negotiate 
the dreams to which
you gravitate -


* It's not easy
not to care
but sometimes
It's the only way
to salvage
your sanity *


~ Closed chapters in heart
forgotten memories in my mind
resonated lips that need no translation
of a lust that leaves you blind ~


- If she's worth it .. she won't be easy
if she's easy ... she won't be worth it -


* The truth trumps
any sweet lie *




Copyright (C) Angel Campbell 

SHORT PIECES of my THOUGHTS

(Set 1)

- A million voices in my head

and the only one I want to hear

is you.

- Freeze frame the dialogues 

etched in loaded syllables

Diagnosed by desire

and fingertips that whisper

Lust

Grasping the expendable flavors

that time can not touch

As the chains of tomorrow

Embrace the electricity our souls

Conduct

- When flesh and bone 

devour the past

And the beat to your heart

never lasts

Do you dare embrace

the glance of another's cast?

Or build a wall

that love can't pass?

- When your path begins to bend

and you're not quite sure who's your friend

The view from inside this quite room

can be your future .. or be your tomb

- Penetrate my veins with frigid words of love

breathe in the high that chills the lungs

Taste the salty soul my lips provide

the grip that leaves hearts entwined


- Bullet proof heart and flammable tears
evaluate damaged words thru skeptical ears
Soiled in satire ... Your monster inside 
It's a desirable disaster when worlds collide


- Fishing for the strings of sanity
that linger in the distance
Assorted volumes of stress 
crackle with each thought

Sitting face first on the 
open flames of an empty fire
Where visions bleed into beauty
or fade away and rot


-  Your tweets
weigh down
the strength
that my heart
has built
i guess its never
to late to take
two steps back


-  Sometimes the only way
to clear your thoughts
is to force your heart
to take a deep
breath 


- In this world
we can only guess
Which lies to believe
and what lies to 
forget


- A million miles away 
and still my mind
can't escape
the reflections
of your 
face


-  When words 
and actions
just don't mix
it could be alright
but don't 
count on it

Copyright (C) Angel Campbell 

JAGGED ILLUSIONS

Restless whispers manifest in decadence, formed in abstract notions that linger in self-assurance one can only digest in small doses

Sworn off the beats clad in visions of defeat when tomorrows attire resembles the most beautiful heartaches and elegant disappointments

A video reel of speculations stuck on repeat, trying to formulate a logical answer before time devours the desire to care

A thousand days and a million pieces I've struggled to puzzle the jagged illusions that only second guess my confidence in a shaky reflection 

Copyright (C) Angel Campbell