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alberttheinsider
alberttheinsider
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desperate to jump at the sound of the pistol eager early bouncing on my toes business business nightmares and creeping neck twitch aches innumerable breaks inevitable frightened falling taking the blows business business daymares no sleeping with this stitch
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Jun 12, 2015
Jun 12, 2015 at 4:50 PM UTC
'this stitch'
placement position the artefact location, love and broken back tear open sanitise the heart attack this was where we used to build this is where the blood was spilled arraignment (all) time and space now lost to black spoken sanitise the heart attack this was where i lost my pills this is where i almost killed
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Jun 7, 2015
Jun 7, 2015 at 10:23 PM UTC
'sanitise the heart attack'
here you are in a tug-o-war with your own hands heart yanked this way and that torn between what you wish for and what you don't desire unfortunately the same thing... abandoned by the one i love forcing myself to let go now all i hold is my heart in my hand dripping crimson upon the snow the oxygen is running low i am starting to bend like reading an emotional diary pulled into the shallows there's still enough water to drown in i'm like eggshells under fragile ice like eggshells under fragile ice eggshells under fragile ice cracked
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Jun 4, 2015
Jun 4, 2015 at 4:07 PM UTC
'eggshells'
consumed sidetracked by cleanliness you were museum closes in half an hour picture seat picture seat there you sat subsumed distract your mental mess go there sometimes the rain is just a shower picture seat picture seat where you sat
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May 27, 2015
May 27, 2015 at 5:05 PM UTC
'picture seat'
i should have known when I said ok when I opened myself to intrigue and you to contamination foolishness is a strict teacher but at least I know never again will I lose that focus crawling through the waste pipe dripping knees and dragging feet emerge into nothingness drawn and pegged in the desert heat all consideration heart lock now the chain chokes my neck trinket of the broken crawling through the waste pipe dripping knees and dragging feet will there be a placard this tortured soul to meet
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May 23, 2015
May 23, 2015 at 5:21 PM UTC
'the waste pipe'
pieces of nothing deadly wings a desperate pleading the pain of the sting an assumption of benefit causal distress the pieces don’t fit end up with less potency of nightmare tell-tale tang of poison another empty stare all lost all gone
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May 17, 2015
May 17, 2015 at 9:42 AM UTC
'pieces of nothing'
nothing organic barely human the organs duly report (what they’re told) disgust nothing could be more free range than a chemtrail disinformation camps with fences unseen no concentration in this wealth of the obscene buried heads scratching for the next thing nowhere to hide from this deathly poison of ignorance of intent of idiocy
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May 5, 2015
May 5, 2015 at 9:12 AM UTC
'nowhere to hide (ignorance)'
with each passing day my space in this place seems farther away it’s become all too common both real and surreal just trying to press on why did you place me in here imprisoning me in this dilapidated shell with erroneous genes and destruction cell by cell what is your purpose why won’t you share the meaning instead leaving me demeaned crippled broken and bleeding sometimes horizons don’t make a sound sometimes horizons are not around sometimes horizons can not be found they’re so far away sometimes horizons are not as one despite the appearance of location open your eyes take your hands away see the new day waiting i am waiting too
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May 2, 2015
May 2, 2015 at 6:27 PM UTC
'sometimes horizons'
where did you go what forced you to leave could you not feel the passion were you so in thrall to the pain now wracked by emotions images painted on torn canvas now cracked to collapse there is no reason but you there is no world without my own foolishness scrapes like blackboard nails digging into doubt the answers lay in front of our faces still we didn’t see we held the elements to set ourselves free
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Apr 29, 2015
Apr 29, 2015 at 8:12 PM UTC
'the elements'
she took him there as soon as she could drag him away just a spell now a season in hell has broken him for her it’s joy so far apart residency of the heart discharge with dishonour respite still a chance to recharge break away run away and find the truth hour by hour the only way the only chance for happiness
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Apr 22, 2015
Apr 22, 2015 at 6:31 PM UTC
'residency of the heart'