Biography of Patrick Tincher
I am a Christian who writes about many things, mostly blood, gore, and depression. Yes, I have had to struggle with depression, and no I don't want your sympathy. Some of my work is about how much I hate society, and some stuff is just random. Feel free to dropp a comment. I plan to self publish my poems and short stories some day.
Patrick Tincher Poems
Do you know what your entrails look like Well you will soon find out I already know, I'm going to cut you open With a rusty spoon
Yellow lions encircle me Golden eyes reflecting my unabashed gaze A lone fool in a sea of pride Both sides unwilling to back down
My life is a genocide But not of flesh and bone More like heart and mind You know your screwed when they attack your life long teachings
Dig your grave Just to die Death is the penalty for fleeing Fleeing like a dog tail between legs cowering
See I'm a magician Playing games with you mind Acting on this stage called life You wanna see me vanish?
Web Of Lies
I look into your eyes and see eight of me You weave lies like none other Ensnaring me with the slightest whim Cocooned in tight I struggle to breath
Cross My Heart
Cross my heart Hope to die Stick a needle in my eye Watch me make this solemn oath
Inside My Head
Inside my head thoughts unfold Sad thoughts Happy thoughts Mostly thoughts of you
No Pity For You
There's no pity for you Inside my hearse shaped heart I was in the exact same position What did you say?
You say it's okay It's all just a phase But have you ever considered it's more then that It's and urge the only way to
Run With It
Your trapped In a closet Forced to see But never taste it
Ouch, This burns! This playing with fire I can't quite manage To not burn these
Patterns Of Blood
Blood Splatter on the wall Bodies on the floor Why my lover why? You said you loved me
Your terror My delight Bones breaking Skin tearing
My life is a genocide
But not of flesh and bone
More like heart and mind
You know your screwed when they attack your life long teachings
Should I make a stand?
Rush in with tooth and nail?
No battle gear is needed
Helmet breastplate belt shield and sword
So that I may go down fighting