There was never one that I loved much more
On this September day.
The ties between our sacred hearts
Done nothing but fall through cracks
The flower bed where I used to lay
Is not the same
Without you
Jan 12, 2015
Jan 12, 2015 at 11:16 AM UTC
Fence sitting causes splinters
But safety found in silence
Watching games there playing
Wondering at their worth
Falsehoods blossoming like petals
Some believe their truth
Sighing to see the games they play
Knowing of life inner truth
Gathered in their numbers safety in the flock
New ideas shielded by their misunderstandings
Wasting all their youth
Laughing in the silence
The crowds they mill and flock
Careful always on the edge never the boat to rock
Game playing with their lies held high
Again they con people [please they try
Sadness fills my vision watching as they lament
Beds they've made they sleep in
More tricks just to pay the rent
The when called on to answer
The blame they lay sideways
Always the fault of others
Through their patterns remain the same
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Jul 25, 2014
Jul 25, 2014 at 12:05 AM UTC
I'm not meant to be here
I was not planned
So why is it so bad
That I'm trying to find a way out?
Jul 3, 2014
Jul 3, 2014 at 1:57 AM UTC
I wish I could tell you
Every little thing
I think in my head
But I can't because
They move too fast,
Are too slippery to grasp
And hold onto long enough
To write into lyrical thoughts
Worthy of your time.
Jul 3, 2014
Jul 3, 2014 at 1:55 AM UTC
In disappointing them
I disappointed myself
And when you disappoint yourself
It's hard to tell others
Because they'll never understand
And they'll always ask
Why
When we don't have the answers
We end up alone
Crying
And wanting to die
Only disappointing them
And spreading the poison
That they don't deserve
But
Did you deserve it?
Jul 3, 2014
Jul 3, 2014 at 1:54 AM UTC
I didn't know who to hurt
So I hurt myself.
Jun 30, 2014
Jun 30, 2014 at 10:12 PM UTC
You fell in love with me.
I just hope you jumped.
Not slipped.
Jun 30, 2014
Jun 30, 2014 at 10:08 PM UTC
When they sweet talked you
Complimented you
Made you feel
Special
You were in a world of darkness
One that was not created by your past
They came by
And took the darkness away
Allowing you to see the light
Not only in the world
But in yourself
The only problem was
You didn't create the light
They did
After they left
They weren't around to see
You doused yourself
In mediocrity
Jun 30, 2014
Jun 30, 2014 at 10:05 PM UTC
****
(noun)
1. any undesirable or troublesome plant, especially one that grows profusely where it is not wanted
2. a cigarette
3. ungainly person or animal
the weeds in the garden,
though sometimes unwanted,
sprout from the dirt yet full of life,
little in worth, yet lovely.
the weeds that we smoke,
dangerous to our health,
tasting bittersweet like memories
yet brings us short-lived ecstasy.
the **** of my life,
he was nothing but trouble
that brought about mirth
in my too-perfect garden;
he frustrated the people
who tended to me,
growing back into my life
every time they plucked him out.
unwanted but lovely.
dangerous but lively.
he was my whole definition of ****
Jun 30, 2014
Jun 30, 2014 at 9:57 PM UTC
Access to excess
holds you tight
in its vice.
It starts off
it always feels so right
filled with promise and abundance
walking into that casino
loaded with cash
scoring the bag at Christine's
weekly motel
one more dab will do you.
She knocks on your door
and only wants you
the night is filled with promises too.
Is this any different
then gluttonous
billionaires hoarding what they can
it's never enough
while the rest of us drown.
The waiting, waiting, waiting
for it to come through
there's that too.
Access to excess
has this advice:
"I'll deal with it later"
and
"One more time. "
Drip, drip, drip
blood
triggered rush
images and cravings
euphoric memories
kaleidoscope
in
one body rush
after another
until there is no more living
in
your own skin.
Rubbing your self raw
to get back to that moment
when you first walked in
when abundance
was real
and
access to excess
was all you could feel.
What a moment of exhilaration.
Of course there are these bonuses too
ending up
with total deprivation
"incomprehensible
demoralization"
Locked in a porta-potty
with a guy and a pipe
out of money
out of time
out of consciousness
Access to excess
what are we gonna do
now.
Jun 30, 2014
Jun 30, 2014 at 9:57 PM UTC