She stood for so many silent minutes staring out that frosted window, replaying each season again in her mind.
Tapestries of memory swiftly unraveled by such frigid winds.
Ice claws at those swollen eyes with fury but no feeling remains
So much time has passed since those golden days of spring, when they danced in the firefly's flames
They trusted the rain....made love in a home of dew and droplets wearing no more than laughter
Soon life went though that rain became storms that swept away those cherished joys
House became home while secretly lacking the heart within its' foundation
Hopes hung out to dry in the warmth of the sun returned scorched, little more than ash to hold
Dreams belong in the darkness so together they packed them away for safe keeping.
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No longer can she stand alone in the bitterness of winter, such gloom contaminating every facet of existence
Stolen away the joy and hope that once existed, no more than raw flesh and bone remain
Fast falling from that cliff into the rocks below a sense returns that her spirit's free...
Tidal waves of time had carried those boats to different shores where they returned to she and he
Forbidden mentions of us or we...affections now buried somewhere in some sand...
Dec 21, 2012
Dec 21, 2012 at 5:43 AM UTC
11:54
A clock glares upon me like the devious desert sun.
How many times have these hands made this voyage?
The sands seem so vastly changed from yesterday
11:55
A single minute vanished in midair so soon
Did that moment matter? Did it mean more than time?
Minutes together create time but alone stand hollow
11:57
Life slips away with this departing time
Still I sit here staring at a comical clock
The unforgiving frozen mess that is my world
11:58
A heavy awareness of time voids its' truths
This clock being watched laughs in secrecy
Moments stolen; memories changed by these hands
12:00
Another day finished and again air is stale
The time has arrived to surrender again
Seconds that will never come again have passed
Minutes that never came will come again today
May 29, 2012
May 29, 2012 at 11:02 PM UTC
If I could be the one you want
That song in your soul always on repeat
Just a glance could save my life
Give back my breath and beating heart
Carry these crippling doubts away
If I could be myself for once
That book your heart just can't put down
Just a smile could break my silence
Give back these hands and moving feet
Scare these dripping fears away
If I could be a human being
That movie your spirit knows word for word
Just a truth could set me free
Give back the hope and fading strength
Wipe these shameful tears away
If I could be the friend forever
That call your being waits for all day
Just a hug could ease my soul
Give back these eyes and trembling voice
Take this dying boy away
May 29, 2012
May 29, 2012 at 10:47 PM UTC
Sorrow like steel bullets to that solid chest
Siphoning those restful breaths
Sprinting bewildered within a concrete jungle
Scanning for release he needs
Anger like unruly blisters on those soles
Aching silently from the foundation
Assaulting the tattered wallpaper
Awaiting the release he needs
Terror like pungent sweat down that frigid back
Tinting the hue of his identity
Trusting sincerely the happiness implied
Thieving for the release he needs
Hopelessness like the deceiving lull of sleep
Heaving him again into helpless vulnerability
Hating vividly every moment undisturbed
Hurting for the release he needs
Dependency like venom claiming those vicious veins
Delivering toxic emptiness to the tombs of his soul
Deemed forever another worthless ******
Doomed forever to the release he needs
May 29, 2012
May 29, 2012 at 10:34 PM UTC
a house stands empty down there
basks under regal halos of the lanterns above
frigid linoleum comforts those frayed and lonely walls
so ******* hollow
a family disappeared back then
abandoning tattered threads of home
joyful days and lovely times no more
so many woes ago
a roof is caving in up there
fighting to spare the wistful floor
rotting hope resigns to death
so jaded with hatred
a house collapsed right there
without the sustenance of a home
heartless remains grab vacant stares
so many end that way
Nov 10, 2011
Nov 10, 2011 at 1:55 AM UTC
A multicolored murderer who strangled some poor prejudice
Driven by those "persecutions" from the past; equality for all but you
Nothing personal towards the fanciful fairies
Someday they'll regret choosing brimstone
Should've flown Lufthansa
Sep 24, 2011
Sep 24, 2011 at 9:53 AM UTC
"Battery low, please recharge"
The phone says with fake dignity
Always trying to be brought to life
I simply don't want that for me
"Battery low, please recharge"
A phone seeks a new lease on life
Never quite pleads, more like a demand
But I would just beg for a knife
"Battery low, please recharge"
Stupid phone wants some more fuel
Not ever questioning of it's existence
And that's a fate I see as cruel
"Battery low, please recharge"
The phone is now starting to shout
Unaware it will always be kept from death
Unlike me who found his way out.
Sep 23, 2011
Sep 23, 2011 at 10:33 PM UTC
This pleasant sparrow was perched upon my windowsill today
Treetops swayed with her sorrowful, sparrow songs
I sensed you around me, wrapping me within your warmth
For those beautiful moments, I was alive.
My little bird departed and I thought of you
Will she find another welcoming windowsill to rest upon?
I long for those bittersweet melodies to float in the breeze again
For one cherished second, I wasn't alone
A broken sparrow lied lifeless on my sidewalk tonight
The dim light dotting the streets lazily masking the terror in her eyes
I continued along my stroll, abandoning my metaphoric soul
For the rest of my time, I will still hurt.
Sep 23, 2011
Sep 23, 2011 at 10:25 PM UTC
Melody
Harmony
Music's Foundation
Rising
Falling
Empty Sensations
Feeling
Believing
Hoping Sincerely
Fighting
Losing
Suffer Severely
Breathing
Blinking
Safely Alive
Walking
Talking
Vanishing Drive
Screaming
Crying
Saying Goodbye
Slipping
Fading
Alone To Die
Sep 23, 2011
Sep 23, 2011 at 10:07 PM UTC
Burn the library to the ground
Assure nothing survives
Take care of that librarian who's trying to change lives.
Please slit her throat from end to end
Bring me that crimson from her chest
She worked so hard to build you up
Make sure she gets her rest
So clumsily she strains herself
To "help" others improve
You better snap that bitch's spine
Don't let that dumb **** move
Crush through her skull
Turn her ablaze
**** on her wretched soul
A worthless friend
Until her end
Helping you reach goals....
Nobody cares about the *****
She's given it all she could
Those efforts simply weren't enough
It's pointless to be good
Dear, feel no pain as she begs not to die
Remember that I'm right
Let's walk away, she knew we would
We've got no time to fight
The bottom line is that she's done
Her existence was merely waste
I don't know why you give a ****
You befriended her in haste
Now take care of this ***** work
And I'll try to return fast
And don't worry, my new best friend
This one will be the last.
Sep 23, 2011
Sep 23, 2011 at 10:03 PM UTC