Am I the only one that has their demons feasting upon their souls?
They say it is easy to tie a noose around your mind,
To overcome the urges and temptations of ending your life with a suicide
They don't know the true pain and torment that is going on in my head
An epic battle that leaves me with restless nights in bed
"End your life already" they say, as they prey on me during my weakest hours
Sometimes I give into the voices, carrying the sharp blade to my wrist
Crying as I struggle to mutter three powerful words that keeps me going
Choking on my sobs, my lungs deflate with a desire to say that God loves me
I try to convince myself that God is trying to test my faith
And to just wait, wait and wait
Then my Demons will eventually go AWAY.....
~Imperfect Desire xx
The moon shines a cool blue tonight
as we entwine our fingers, laying on the baseball field
beneath diamond heavens. We lie
in silence, in the moments when the Universe reveals
itself, and contemplate the distances between one celestial body to
another, the space between
us growing as I turn south
to find Orion while you seek Cassiopeia in the north.
Shooting stars cross the sky, and we wish separately on dead
stars and dead dreams, lights already grown red and extinguished,
as we whisper in the dark, passing
And in the end we're all left searching.
with different kind
All the things in this world
She makes me happy
by just merely
saying how much she loves me
She makes me proud
Because of how she can fight
For unanimous right
She may be weak at some point
She may be afraid at some fight
She may be bad at some things
But who cares?
She will always be
My Damsel in Distress
A tulip of deep lilac
my sentiment to you
my key to your heart
thanking for all you do.
Its fragrance reminds me
of your sweet perfume
like your beauty these tulips
brighten up any room.
Your sensual beauty glorious
as petals caress your skin
delicately tracing your body
my desires your sin
Lilac tulips our love story
sweet romance they tell
you brought me to heaven
resurrected me from hell
Sweet tulips for my beauty
a symbol in the journey we take
a petal for each milestone
a role in each chapter we make
to my darling who feels she's not:
our separation is mere illusion.
truly, your pain strikes me as i write this;
your sensations of abandonment,
and the decisiveness they have caused,
bleed from my skin into the fibers of my clothes.
i am no longer clean.
i do not feel pure.
to my severed arm and shortened tendons:
destruction is merely another side of life.
out of disappearance comes all things-
without space, there would be nothing to contain us,
nothing to allow and enfold our beings' spirits
and they would sputter and cease like my love's flame.
i am no longer yours.
i do not feel full.
to the farthest star that my eyes can see:
your light reaches me- i glimpse you!
in the perceived emptiness between us
there is no distance to be no found;
around us exists the infinite potential for
further connection and deeper growth in closeness.
i am not alone.
i do not feel sorrow.
Silence is my loudest cry,
Although my eyes seem to be dry,
What I am trying to imply,
Is that no one see’s the burning red eye.
Hidden beneath a shining smile,
Leaving the room in amazing style,
Is a girl in single file,
Walking alone the next one hundred miles.
When the girl looks up to the stars.
All she sees is a million prison bars,
Tapped and enclosed and no one knows,
The girl being swallowed up by fears.
Behind a smile is a broken girl,
Trying to fight this horrid world,
Her emotions soon begin to swirl,
Breaking another broken girl.