China skin
Ivory,
Blushing delicate rose at the apple of my cheeks
Late nights and an excess of alcohol gone
Leaving a porcelain mask
Freckles, normally multiplying exponentially in the summer
Frozen in an eternal spring, not yet brought out by sun
Not yet spread in continents across my face
Hair, glossy and spilling into curls down my back
Tendrils resting waist-length
Flesh cool to touch,
Not marred or marked or scarred
Pulse stilled under my pale, pale neck
Close the casket, and I am preserved
In a 7 by 2 world unchanged by time
With a finality that will outlive any legacy I left behind
Feb 18, 2014
Feb 18, 2014 at 8:50 AM UTC
Of course you're the victim
I'm the *****
I'm in the wrong
Obviously i should make it up to you
Because you're perfect
You're always right
When actually you're a joke
I don't like you
And never will
And when you end up alone
It will only be what you deserved all along
Nov 28, 2013
Nov 28, 2013 at 4:55 AM UTC
Paint my eyes with rich black kohl
Butterfly eyelashes
Heavy with fakery
My skin like porcelain;
Every freckle masked, every expression hidden
Lips stained scarlet
Doll-like and wide eyed
The emotion playing across my face carefully chosen
To make you believe what i will you to
I can keep every soul out, stay mint-condition, so to speak
Only if i pretend hard enough
Only if i am perfect
Sep 28, 2013
Sep 28, 2013 at 8:25 AM UTC
Stumbling through
Weary and war wounded
Limbs dragging and time clawing
It's way around the clock
When will it end
When will it stop
Stop leading me to believe in a change that won't happen
An alternate reality i don't deserve
Feet dredge up cloying mud and vapid memories
From the airless depths of my mind
And i am sinking
Losing time
Time is moving
And i am trailing
Falling to the exertion
Tripping over obstacles of human form
Still pushing forward
But slower than i did before
Oh
So this is the end
Jul 18, 2013
Jul 18, 2013 at 11:01 AM UTC
Her face is a continent
Her eyes are algae-brimming lakes swirled with sunlight
In their centre dark pools, you could dive for eternity
Tanned skin spans vast distances
And freckles mark capital cities
Her smile causes earthquakes but there is no one there to mind
Fine laughter lines form ridges that will later form mountain ranges
Degeneration will take over
Sharp cheekbones and smooth jawlines
Lose definition and second glances
A sea of fine hair, once a deep gold
Fades to grey and grows brittle with age
Time takes it's toll
It happens to all of us
But her eyes remain fathomless
Jul 3, 2013
Jul 3, 2013 at 5:27 PM UTC
Eyelids flicker
Under eyelash sheaths irises roll and pupils dilate
Hands clench sweat-soaked sheets
Clinging onto cliff edges of their minds
Lips mumble incoherent protests
Begging for a release not available
From the captors in their head
Until you are released, dropped if you will
The fall. The jolt.
The few seconds of paralysis
Caught between the paroxysm of colour left over from your mind's eye
And the cool darkness of your room
Your breath catches, your pulse slows
And you fall back, oblivious, into many hours of vividly shadowed dreams before dawn
Jul 3, 2013
Jul 3, 2013 at 5:26 PM UTC
I'm about to start feeling bad again
I've experienced a tangible expectancy
The past few weeks
It's like standing on the edge of a building
Knowing the low is inevitable
Jul 3, 2013
Jul 3, 2013 at 5:15 PM UTC
I don't want to deal with this
All these questions and this prying
Torrents of words which demand answers I'm not ready to part with yet
Your voice amplified in my head a hundred times
And your phrasing repeated a thousand times over
The concept of 'not your business' is obviously alien
To people like you, who know everything about everyone
You can't stand that I'm an enigma to you
But you will have to, for a while longer at least
Because,
I don't want to deal with this
I don't want to deal with you
Jul 3, 2013
Jul 3, 2013 at 4:38 PM UTC
We danced in your room on a weekday evening
To that song by that band that we liked
Graceless and inelegant on my part
Stepped-on toes and laughter in unity
You held my waist and I hid the tears that beaded in the corners of my eyes
In your shoulder so you wouldn't ask what was wrong
Because I was so happy
Not like the clichés you might see in a film
There was no orchestral soundtrack, no montage of our time together
Angel choirs didn't sing of the best coupling in history
Nor did they lament our separation
The world went on
And I got used to it
But to this day
I can't listen to that song without crying
Jun 23, 2013
Jun 23, 2013 at 4:21 PM UTC
It's not fair for you to want me back
I am not your puppet
I am not at your beck and call
It's not fair to drop me with no warning to land feet first
Then call me to heel when you're bored
Using the inflection you know will unleash a flood of memories
And the look that leaves me awash
In thoughts of the past tinted by time
We are interconnected by a multitude of strings
Pull a thread and I will unwind
It wasn't fair when your words opened gashes in my skin
Roses grew sharp, wanting thorns that pricked still raw wounds
For months I cowered and flinched
Away from the kindness of others
For I felt too despicable to accept such morsels of sympathy
Unworthy of anything but revulsion from another
Then I built myself back up
Slowly, so gradually, broken pieces of my self respect
Reformed until I was scarred and uneven, but whole
And I should be strong enough to say no
Strong enough to deny you what you denied me all those months ago
But the reason I hate myself
The reason for my confliction
Is after everything you put me through
I so badly want to say yes
Jun 21, 2013
Jun 21, 2013 at 4:26 AM UTC