I use my blood for ink
Words transcribed on the page bleeding from my soul
Sacred to the shadows coursing through my veins
Consumed by emotions that feast upon me like carrion
The weight of others minds rendering me motionless
A warrior without his sword
Left wanting for his shield
Wounded ever deeper, this heart as i fall further
This spiral turned vortex pulling me away from my firm footing
Abysmal familiarity
Fingertips feeling the ground that i cannot see recognizing this terrain beneath them
Confined inside a mind turned cage
speakers inside bellowing taunts, torture to its occupent
Lips part to release a cry for help from lungs filled with water.
This drowning sensation overcomes the body
As the walls grow cold
Sorrow sweeps across the plains of existence as if a tidal wave striking landfall
Anchors to ankles
The light falls away from view
Searching my mind for the words once written
“ in times of darkness do not look for a light
Instead be bold enough to create your own’
My bravery, absent
There is no escape to be found from my own mind
An unforgiving territory that few have seen
Yet, none had seen there way through to its hidden garden
Planted behind walls scarred with marks from countless siege’s
Wars waged upon my place of tranquility
With no win in sight i had given myself over to the darkness that ravaged the walls
“I will return to this place when the time is right.”
-V.N.M
"an eclipse of daylight"
Aug 2, 2020
Aug 2, 2020 at 6:23 AM UTC
To be close.
In a darkness illuminated by a soft white light.
My mind wanders as it’s curiosities of what will be run wild and free amongst my thoughts.
I cannot sleep as I tirelessly paint the picture of you in my head.
You’re features are soft
Hair that feels like silk, flowing Like a gentle stream across your shoulders.
A smile in my direction, coy, but striking its mark full force with intent.
You pulled to me like gravity, the fall was effortless but intense.
So your head landed on my chest. My hand softly cradling the back of it keeping you close.
My heartbeat in your ears, I am sure thundered like war drums at first.
But as my breath returned to my lungs
this thunder grew soft until it found rhythm with your own
Your calm overtook me like a wave created by a single drop of water on a perfectly still pond.
The ripple cleared my surface as it reset the tone of my soul
I could feel as these parts of us poured into a single place and swirled together.
These are moments that peace truly washes over me.
I just wish to be close.
-Mr. Morningstar
: sleepless nights
Jan 15, 2020
Jan 15, 2020 at 6:53 AM UTC
It was a match dropped into an oil field
And so these flames depicted the hellfire that reigned inside of me.
A pure rage
Unbridled and ever growing
What volatile emotions unleashed while their warden was away.
A jailbreak of hatred enticed with frustration and fueled by confusion
A soul that once new peace
A heart that bloomed love
Now fields of brimstone wishing harm to those who destroyed the garden
Oath breakers, eyes void of soul. Liars the lot of them cast together with no sense of right or wrong
Yet wielding a hammer of “justice”
There is no balance to these scales
No punishment befitting this imaginary crime.
I pray you all be destroyed, in worse ways than you destroy those around you.
My hearts misses who I was.
My soul has forgotten peace.
And my mind is ever burning with the devils blue flames.
-Mr. Vaun Niklaus Morningstar.
Jan 7, 2020
Jan 7, 2020 at 7:32 AM UTC
I was taught many things.
To read, write, to think.
Why, were we never taught to process our hurt.
The smallest pin ***** a devastating blow to an airtight seal.
That holds us all together.
A lesson so important.
Yet often forgotten.
Hold fast, push forward.
Tomorrow is another day.
And with it comes another lesson.
May you soon have knowledge of what you seek.
Sep 11, 2019
Sep 11, 2019 at 1:56 PM UTC
I once heard a man say “tomorrow is not your friend”
As smoke swirled around the room I pondered what that meant.
You must live every day as if it’s your last
Dwell not on the past
There are days when melancholy strikes like an assigns from the shadows
My heart grows darkness inside golden meadows
A tainted soul locked in an internal war
As dawn breaks my eyes feel heavy.
The bags under them dark like pools of oil.
We have come to another tipping point
Rally I must to turn the tide
For the soldiers in the golden side.
I’ll live to fight tomorrow.
Dec 4, 2018
Dec 4, 2018 at 12:08 PM UTC
Today I am riddled with question.
My mind races like jets through the sky looking to achieve super sonic speeds
I find myself craving your touch
wanting to revel in your thoughts.
And sit quietly in your company
The small Creases under your eyes
As your lips pull back into a smile
Just moments before a soft laugh breaks free from your lips.
I found you beautiful
And desire to learn all of the beautiful things about you.
Dec 3, 2018
Dec 3, 2018 at 2:42 PM UTC
Dearest words, my favorite friend
What joy you can bring or pain in the end.
Fashioned true like crossbow bolts.
Reservations for feelings you do not hold
Not like thoughts that ferment and linger
Your precise like the point of the hornets stinger
When I saw you it had not been the first time.
Just the first you’d appear outside my mind
They were not my own
Instead they were heard.
What followed next had to occur
You can hear it like glass under heavy pressure
I guess I continue on my solo adventure
My heart a beast that’s broken, the body lacks its beauty
Perhaps one day someone will see through me.
All that I’ve done returned in kind.
“You have seen inside of my beautiful mind”
I looked in your soul fell in love with what was found
Now a week man. Collapse to the ground
Scream at the sky and curse the moon
My nostrils still smell your gentle perfume
Guys, this feels like dying.
-Mr Niklaus Morningstar.
Nov 28, 2018
Nov 28, 2018 at 10:57 AM UTC
My mind is addled
The cage has been rattled
How does one define peace
A stoic journey to mask emotions
With reflections to be meditated in private
Does letting it out seem right and good
Theres more going on than what’s under this hood.
Close your eyes and enter the maze
It’s harder to navigate when your minds a haze
Each corner takes you deeper to the Labyrinth’s end
Deeper you dive but not to fast
How else do you make a tempest pass
Thoughts flow like rivers and break the dam
Hearing from you creates mental and emotional jams
To hear from you is to die all over again.
Nov 26, 2018
Nov 26, 2018 at 3:55 PM UTC
Her smile hits like rays of sun
Her eyes explosive. Like the bang of a gun.
Her hair was soft like tailored silk.
Her voice was quick with witful skill
Her presence calm, an oceans breeze
Her hand in mine, the gentlest squeeze.
Her body pressed so close to mine
A heat that makes a fresh sun shine.
My sweetest angel still.
Nov 25, 2018
Nov 25, 2018 at 10:20 AM UTC
I made the mistake of looking back at all the pictures of you I saved.
The room got silent and the air went frigid.
In that moment I could hear my heart break into pieces so small they could be passed through the eye of the tiniest needle.
So there I lay, with this boulder of grief on my chest. My minds war ablaze once again razing itself to nothing. Thoughts racing in my head like jets through the sky
It’s times like these where memories are still bittersweet.
A soothing warmth accompanied by a swift chill that freezes over my chest.
The stop in my heart when I think of what was
How at home I felt simply nestled in your thoughts.
How I was no longer alone my soul embraced by your own.
I wish I could take our first kiss at the airport and freeze time in its tracks
simply live there forever.
That moment when you silenced my warring mind
And calmed the butterfly’s in my stomach.
Nov 24, 2018
Nov 24, 2018 at 3:59 PM UTC