****** knuckles
Alcohol
Late night drives in rain fall
Hollow inside
I hate this feeling
It's one that always sends me reeling
Locked doors
Blood shot eyes
I'm starting to feel sleep deprived
Hallucinations
Isolation
I feel like a mental patient
I can't get up
Texts too late
I don't want to do today
Self loathing
Bleach and comet
This time I'm not going to *****
False hope
Everything hurts
This little blue pill just doesn't work
Jul 5, 2020
Jul 5, 2020 at 9:21 PM UTC
The love of my life.
O – how do I miss you.
And your round inquisitive blue eyes.
And the gold frame of locks around your porcelain face.
Thousands of miles separate us.
But our conversation brings me to your side.
When we questioned the cosmos,
And contemplated unearthly realms.
Life was eroding,
I took steps in the wrong direction.
Perhaps if I stayed, you would have fixed me.
Our time together was short.
But our story is never-ending.
My heart yearns for you, O' Georgia.
And the art on your skin.
And the geography of your body.
My mind wanders to a time where we reunite.
And a time where I never leave.
Could they be the same?
Apr 7, 2018
Apr 7, 2018 at 1:37 AM UTC
A simple plant drew two together
Exchanges sparked conversations
He fell for her
She sought salvation
He
He wore black armor
The reflection off his soul gleaming off cold metal
Through gaps and vulnerabilities was raw flesh
Mauled and bruised
She
She garnered no armor
An aura of fire surged about her
A beauty challenging that of Helen
Dangerous in every sense
A goddess before him, she danced
Her flame burning brighter and brighter
The knight was cool in the shade of great armor
The two ran together; making love, slaying demons
Committing crime, torching innocents
In a past life, a child was sacrificed
In ritual to disturb spirits of fire
Rituals pleasing evils known by many mortals
Now, the Sun Goddess jokes and laughs
Leaving a path of smoldering, black ash
Basking in a fiery ball of passion
The duo holds each other
Until love ignites
A ball of flame unfolds from their hearts
A
Hell fires licked the skin of the lover
And left scars down to his heart
A once brilliant flame, lies smoldering in the rubble
The young knight drags himself beside Her
Rubies burning in ash and soil run through his fingers
Their soft glow fades to black
He weeps tears of lava
The goddess infected him
Filling his mortal body
With Her essence
Under the weight of losing Her
Under the weight of great misadventure
He decayed while a crimson spear burst from his heart
Through beams of red a flame is reborn
And from the torso of a black corpse
Rises a goddess of hate and corruption
Scorching the face of the Earth once more
Apr 7, 2018
Apr 7, 2018 at 1:33 AM UTC
In a second
Life can make the most dramatic changes
My question is
Was it by my own doing
Fire sparked by my own hands
Or fate
Just a stop on a map
How do I explain this to you
"I thought I knew everything
But when memories of you flood my vision
There was so much I didn't see
Pain I caused others
Mistakes I made
That's why I ran away"
Alone, thousands of miles away
I am caught in a few perpetual days
Just trying to outlive my problems
But I know I will have to return
And figure out a way to solve them
Jan 29, 2018
Jan 29, 2018 at 11:25 AM UTC
The swirling jewel that is the ocean crawls up the beach before me. A magnificent beast to behold, it is frightening, yet calming in its majesty.
Like silk, soft sand runs through my fingers and over my feet. Waves collide in my ears. The scent of salty, sun dried palm fills my lungs.
A hermit crab the size of a penny approaches and takes a seat before me. After a short break it saunters off leaving a ribbon in the sand behind it extending for what seems like miles.
Warmth engulfs me and awakens me from my day dream as it slips past a dense cloud. Reflecting on the shimmering ocean are past lives I’ve reveled and regretted. I hear laughter and crying. I feel pain and joy.
I gaze up to witness the sun. The omnipotent star floats just above its destination. As it descends towards the water, and the shadows on land stretch away from it, I sit and watch the colors change.
A painting develops on the grand theater of the sky, and brushstrokes of blue are transformed to purples. Intense yellow marks blaze a deep orange but never stop changing as the brush dips into the ocean.
Breathing slowly guides my way forth. A feeling ignites within me and grows with each breath exhaled. This flame silences the demons and I can feel their presence cease. Not all of them can be vanquished, but I know that with time on this beach I will heal.
Jan 2, 2018
Jan 2, 2018 at 8:50 PM UTC
Tonight, laughing faces fill the beach
Celebration and champagne fill the air
And a ceiling of clouds hangs over their heads
Natural flame scattered along pulls groups forth
And as the flames licked the faces with an orange glow
Mid night approached
The crashing of waves vibrated below tones inspiring dance
Alcohol and smoke electrified the crowds
Energizing an early morning
And a profound moment
I sit and watch a gentle soul **** a circle of candles
Soft flames danced about the ring
Praying softly to the heavens the woman drew in the sand
And overhead a hole is punched through the lofty blanket
As it passes, pinholes of light begin to open across the night sky
And as the year wanes a full moon is revealed in all its glory
Illuminating our stretch of sand with is pale gaze
The Great White Mage collected her lights and disappeared
And this experience
Reminds me of a spirit so pure
And so dear to me
Of my love for her
And her otherworldliness
Of her teachings
And her wisdom
Two-thousand seventeen comes to conclusion
A cheer erupts from the fires and we shoot it towards the sky
And the moon returns to its slumber
The new year is welcomed with dance and laughter
This morning we celebrate our achievements of the previous year
And the opportunities presented to us all
We are thankful for moments that aroused growth
And give love to the people we care most about
The glee is immortal, and the fires never fade
Until the light of the flames are weakened by the rising sun
Marking the beginning of a chapter
Written by each of us
Jan 1, 2018
Jan 1, 2018 at 7:59 PM UTC
As I sit under the shade of a tropical palm
And gaze towards the horizon
Two magnificent sheet of blue
Identical in beauty
Meeting in a seamless manor
My thoughts are calmed, and I see a face
A sight of endless beauty
That of the ocean
That bellows in front of me
Water flows around my person
Holding me in its arms rocking back and forth
I lay back my head, and I am transported to a place
Where you are cradling my face
And kissing me softly
It is here, in this space
You were tattooed into my conscience
I look up,
Into the deep blue sky
Past clouds and into the cosmos
Where your intellect is held
And I am transported to a place
Where the edges of the world close in
And darkness surrounds us
You make me feel safe
And it is here, in this vessel
Where we came to love
My heart swells with your image in my mind
A drop of something bittersweet on my tongue
Curls my lips into a smile
And I thank the universe for you
Jan 1, 2018
Jan 1, 2018 at 7:43 AM UTC
The love of my life.
O – how do I miss you.
And your round inquisitive blue eyes.
And the gold frame of locks around your porcelain face.
Hundreds of miles separate us.
But our conversation brings me to your side.
When we questioned the cosmos,
And contemplated unearthly realms.
Life was eroding,
I took steps in the wrong direction.
Perhaps if I stayed, you would have fixed me.
Our time together was short.
But our story is never-ending.
My heart yearns for you, O' Georgia.
And the art on your skin.
And the geography of your body.
My mind wanders to a time where we reunite.
And a time where I never leave.
Could they be the same?
Jan 1, 2018
Jan 1, 2018 at 7:40 AM UTC
Life was a cool blue that turned stagnate
Green was the color, that of moss
That mossy green then caught a flame
And life was burning an incandescent red
That fire burned too bright
And it collapsed quite quickly
To turn into darkness as black as ash
Jan 1, 2018
Jan 1, 2018 at 7:38 AM UTC
Soft spoken in nature, but powerful at heart.
An intelligence and humor of great volume.
My great romance and sacrifice.
My martyr.
Vast beauty within and without.
An alluring charm and scorching temper.
My conditional love.
My dream.
Compassion and caring unknown to me.
A spirituality and devotion of great strength.
My energy and curiosity.
My marvel.
Jan 1, 2018
Jan 1, 2018 at 7:36 AM UTC