This disease struck me
Like a brick on pavement
Hard

Everything was
Perfect
Then that brick came along
And with the slightest movement
Destroyed everything

“Count it
Perfect it
Measure it
Clean it”
The voices say

Why can’t I let them go?
They keep repeating:

“Count it
Perfect it
Measure it
Clean it”
Why won’t they stop

“Count it
Perfect it
Measure it
Clean it”
I don’t understand

“Count it
Perfect it
Measure it
Clean it”
Someone just HELP me understand

This disease is about
Perfection
But it's the biggest
Imperfection about me

Lure me
with your dance.
sketch out my demise
with your
lovely
eyes.

Everyone thought she was the
icing on the cake.


Little did they know
she was the sparklers you put
on the cake.

Lately

   Lately I've come to a new
Kind of an understanding
I've noticed my universe
Is progressively expanding

Lately there's a change in
What my eyes are seeing
And there's a feeling my
Soul has been receiving

Lately life seems to be Something
that's worth living
I've got a heart that has
Love that's worth giving

Lately there's a voice my ears
Have been tuned to hear
And suddenly it all seems
To be all to clear

Lately I've seen a new light
Shining brighter every day
And my darkness feels
A million miles away

Lately there's a message
Powerful but sedately
And the man that I am
Has changed as of lately

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright 01/28/17
All rights reserved

He has
Cloudy eyes
Pock-marked skin
Forgotten desires

He has
Too many
Memories

we have
all tried to
"drown our
problems",
right?

the problem
with trying to
"drown our
problems"?

our problems
are better
swimmers than
we care
to admit.

they always
float back
to the
surface.

they love you like as i love you,
now, they hate you like they never loved you.

I ache for the furthest of fantasies
cruelly glittering in trickery
I wallow in a salty pool
as the sun burns my flesh to the bone
A brilliant canvas stands before me
and I paint it in the dullest white
Yet my brush is a deep blue
and my hands are red as wine
I stare at the translucent creature
observing itself in awe
-
I often long for green
hopes of seclusion from a neon reality
But my dreams are littered in the poison
my eyes shrivel at the harsh orange
polluting the field with her petals
The clouds turn a murky brown
excrement pours from above
Even my mirage mocks me
-
She laughs at me in turquoise
and sobs clog my throat
like roses and burnt rubber
it leaks from my pores
Candle wax coats her fingers
an unsettling caress and a ticking clock
the distance morphs into a bomb
I stab it with my yellow spear
and grey lead stains my teeth
Her scent of paper turns to lavender
my hands are empty as I climb
I gaze into the mirror’s remnants
and my reflection slowly decays
screaming with laughter as I wait for her

Bottles like bulimia

Heartbreak like ******

And together

And alone

I'll
    
      drown...

It’s not you I miss,
It’s the way your skin felt against mine
The way your voice soothed my anxieties
The way your kiss made me fall in love with time.

It’s not the fall I love,
It’s the beauty as the leaves become colorful
The way nature embraces change
The way letting go leads to new life.

heart made of glass
my mind of stone -
a soul made of fire
eyes burn alone
raising my voice and
walls of fear
someday i'll make it
out of here -

Brave graciously smiles
in sorrow and happiness -
where coward whimpers.

Her manicured leaves and thirsty rainbow faces always deliver
but she envies the daisy in the sidewalk.

Some days I get so wrapped up in the spiral of all I can't fathom or fix, I am simply lost. On auto pilot and no destination. The crew deserted and the fuel so low the engines failing. One day that will be too much. But we keep crash landing and walking away looking unharmed.
Looks are deceiving.

You give me things
And he's just a boy
You want a ring
He wants a toy
But when I close my eyes
At night
I love him

she collapsed underneath
the stars and only then
did she realize that she
was indeed exploding

I LIKE TO SAY YOUR NAME

I like to say
your name

when you're
not here

turn you
into sound

conjure you out of
thin air

so that you appear
before me

dressed in sound
only

memory sketching in
the rest of you

as if sound
was just an outline

and love
colours you in

adding the voice last
so I can hear you say.

"Hello you..!"
and there you are

as present
as present

can be.

I like to say
your name

when you're
not there.

I wanna get you close to me
I wanna be your Annabel Lee
I wanna hear you say my name
I wanna see this burning flamme
I wanna be your every dream
I wanna you to be my king
I wanna have it all
Get to your mind and soul
Run my fingers on your skin
And taste your fever,
What do I mean ?;)

So many people focus on finding love
I'm too busy finding myself

words replayed
(re)minded me of pain.
I’m just a game to be played.

"I'm an open book"
She says

Written in
code.

I would like to live.

Everyone says love is freeing
Everyone says love is revered
Everyone says love is between a man and woman

Which means this can’t be love

Because this is condemning
Because this is detested
Because this is NOT between a man and woman

Yet it still feels like it

So maybe they’re wrong
Maybe not all story’s are the same
Maybe this is love

all the fireflies have gone
and I am abandoned in darkness
here, I can feel the emptiness
of where love used to live

You died that day.
No, your heart beat on--
But you died that day.
I watched your soul break
And I broke too.
I don't fear the death of me,
I fear the death of you.

You don't know
why the dog is
afraid of you:
I do.

I'VE been crying

JUST quit hurting

TRIED to live on

TO you

FORGET the hurt

i've just tried to forget

Standing right behind me,
Just out of view.
In direct sunlight,
I cast a shadow of you.

I draw you back under my feet.
Where I can't see you.