I crave the decadence for what I cannot contain,
For my body yearns for something more than I am,
Tiresome it is of lacking,
It cannot remain to run in solitude,
Unfulfilled in a world of intemperance,
Begging for something more than what is offered.
No longer do I fear the feeling of an inescapable presence of emptiness,
Fulfillment is ever accompanying me in excess as I bumble throughout the harshness of reality,
Surplus has been said to greet one disguised as comfort,
Shrouded in an escape from cruelty
Yet never do I feel incomplete as the mentions for more adorn my mouth,
Not as a request,
But a demand.
Jan 16, 2018
Jan 16, 2018 at 2:54 AM UTC
they say love is the driving force of the artist
the words that spill upon the page are inspired by the butterflies in their belly
the stars in their eyes are caused by a glance at their lover
that must be why my pages are empty
it matches the contents of my heart
for i do not feel the appeal of being one with another
and alone i will always be
not curious of commitment
but needing it only to conform
Jan 14, 2018
Jan 14, 2018 at 10:02 PM UTC
my consciousness pleads with me
"have mercy on thy soul"
who are we if we cannot simply be
the consequences of conformity have began to take their toll
Jan 5, 2018
Jan 5, 2018 at 4:26 PM UTC
if they told me to leave you at heaven's gate
i'd decide it wasn't worth the wait
for you are my reason for living
and i heard god was forgiving
perhaps he'd let it slide
if he knew how much i cried
when you were no longer around
you and i, hand in hand, we are hell bound
Jan 5, 2018
Jan 5, 2018 at 3:50 PM UTC
you can't forget your family
no matter how hard you try
mirrors remind you you have your mothers face
hard times remind you like your father you never cry
keep it bottled up, don’t worry about the past
seeing relatives remind you “you’ve grown to fast”
my bloodline is a burden that i wouldn’t trade
even if this burden is all that weighed
Jan 5, 2018
Jan 5, 2018 at 12:27 AM UTC
white lies and white lines
you said you’d come home later tonight
the sun came out and i haven’t seen you around
where did you go my darling?
have you forgotten what we had?
looking for cheap thrills, taking tiny little pills
you came in drunk and snarling
Jan 2, 2018
Jan 2, 2018 at 3:30 PM UTC
I sing the body electric.
I'm dazzled by the promise of a greater tomorrow. I'm dizzied by the awareness of my own consciousness.
My body is merely a container for the soul that begs to be removed from its restrictions, for it is imprisoned within fragile bones and tender flesh.
It sings the body electric.
A melody that resembles a plea before slowly releasing a sigh in defeat against its enclosure.
It yearns from something better than what is offered in such a short span of time.
Life is short, they claim but life is indeed long.
Long and harsh, the road ahead.
We travel forward singing the body electric.
Dec 27, 2017
Dec 27, 2017 at 12:58 AM UTC
Solitude was a drug I injected straight into my veins, sending every bit of isolation towards my heart with great anticipation. Like any other substance, I ignored the deterioration it casted upon my being for the sake of reassuring myself I was okay.
Loneliness was dizzying, electrifying every nerve ending as I soon began to become aware of myself and what little I surrounded myself with. We come into this world alone ----- and alone we die.
With the mantra amplified, why bother?
Nov 19, 2017
Nov 19, 2017 at 11:19 AM UTC
a child yearning for their parent’s touch, flinching at the grasp of anyone else’s
never introduced to kindness nor stability --- a child will seek comfort in forms outside human possibility
the bottom of a bottle, the inscription on a pill, the smoke of a substance
people never wanted a child and the child does not need people
Nov 16, 2017
Nov 16, 2017 at 5:58 PM UTC
the moon does not weep for the fallen stars
instead she glistens in memory of a time they too shined as bright as she
she does not allow their dullness to dim such glow
do not permit others to do this as to you
Nov 14, 2017
Nov 14, 2017 at 9:40 PM UTC