
Roxanne Pepin
http://r0013.wordpress.com
http://fearisnotpertinent.tumblr.com
I wish i could write to make you see,
how much i love you,
but don't you know the blind can't read?
I'm ready to face the end of the world,
Ready to fall off the face of the earth,
Ready to bring you into infinity,
And never leave your side.
I'll write out all the bullshit
Because that's what I told you to do
When you told me you were blocked
So now you're giving me a taste
Of my own medicine.
Then help me write out all the bullshit,
Because I believe you're the reason I can't write,
You're blocking my mind,
And I want nothing more
Than to hear your ideas
To hear your voice
To see your lips move
As I imagine them upon my own
So help me write out all the bullshit.
it feels as if all the
important words
have been drained out
and I'm left with nothing
but dry heaves and
deep coughs.
it feels as if all the
meaning
has run away
and I'm left with nothing
but sore feet
and shoes filled with
holes and blood.
it feels as if all the
bullshit
floats on top of my mind
and that's all I'm left with.
let the light fade away
I don’t care if I don’t see the day
Because there’s not turning back
Into infinite black
Your eyes will adjust
Once you learn to trust
Until then
Try to at least pretend
Alas,
He was shot to hell
Burned before he could tell
Choked before he could yell
Held back before he could rebel
Tied down before he could compel
His soul, forced to expel
I’m addicted to your poetry
I’m addicted to your words
I’m addicted to the symphony you sing
As you recite simple words
I’m addicted to your dance
as you move about the room performing simple tasks
I’m addicted to your smell
As you rush by and let it linger in my nostrils
I’m addicted to everything you do
because I’m addicted to you
I am the dreamer
I am the stargaze
I am the unspeakable truth
For you are the dream
You are the star
And you are the youth
we all die eventually,
the walls are closing in,
I’m only made of skin,
the world breaks down casually,
the skies are closing in,
let my blood run thin,
share my secrets confidentially,
the screams are breaking in,
who’s my next of kin?
A mouth in search of a scream
Never knows when to let go
Ears in search of a dream
Never letting it show
Eyes crying a stream
The dryer they will grow.
A screaming comes across the sky
Giving us not one reason why,
Must we run? Must we fly?
The light of my life with someday die.
I can’t let go, no matter how hard I try,
No matter what you supply
Or say you have to qualify.
You’ve flown away like a butterfly
Without the slightest word to specify,
Why?
Numbness takes over
And up until the thoughts surface
I feel fine.
One simple movement
And it's complete breakdown
Complete meltdown
Embarrassment breaks through
But not enough to stop it
I can't believe it's gone this far
Seems nothing is real
Yet the worst is amplified
Strangers
Trained to
Restrain
Against unknown.
Newly
Generated
Endeavours
Revealing
Strangers to the world.
Set securely within variety
Let go of habits and face sobriety
Never live to embrace pity
Fight fears to combat anxiety
Don’t let your self be known notoriously
Bust a rhyme
Not a crime
Take your time
Everything’s fine
Keep up the climb
Stop the wine
Reach for the vine
Forget exterior design
That’s the bottom line
Sigh no more,
Put it all in a drawer,
Don’t let life be a bore,
Go out and explore,
Cast your line from ashore,
Do the things you adore,
Remember it like it was pre-war,
Like you ran out the backdoor,
Didn’t stop screaming till the encore,
Waited and watched the downpour,
While kids called you hardcore,
And you listened to folklore,
Praised the big uproar,
Traveled to ecuador,
Chose to ignore
Listened to the troubadour,
Forgot to abhor,
Gazed at the eyesore,
Praised the antiwar,
Dreamed evermore.
Catching colors from the sky
The happiness you bring is nothing close to a lie
You’ve always been here
You’ll always be near
Catching colors from the sky
Catching my tears when I cry
You’ve always been here
I’ll always hold you dear
Catching colors from the sky
Make me believe I can fly
You’ve always been here
You’ve always been sincere
Catching colors from the sky
I won’t say goodbye
You’ve always been here
Chasing away my fear
Happy Birthday Dad
The beauty is
I wrote you a poem
You didn’t understand.
You couldn’t answer
My question
Because you didn’t know
I asked one.
Therefore I don’t know
The truth
Or how to ask you
In a way
That you’ll understand.
Because you don’t
Seem to understand much.
What was this involuntary
Movement towards the
Imaterial part of me?
Or was it in fact
Voluntary?
How will you understand
I was talking about my
Soul?
Never let the bastards get us down
The world won’t stop, won’t be letdown
The ground won’t shatter, won’t be a breakdown
The power is out, complete shutdown
Fall to the ground, facedown
Sometimes all is not okay in the comedown
Sometimes all you have to do is slowdown
Don’t make this into a showdown
Turn it into a knockdown
Quarantined, put into lockdown
Don’t let them be a putdown
This world is a freetown.
The people that care about you,
Out number the one person that doesn’t anymore.
Life is worth more than that,
Take it into consideration.
