you can't help those who refuse to listen
and after one or two or twenty packs of cigarettes
i guess you could call it addiction.
when i look into your eyes i don't see shades of blue
instead intoxication
a little boy with ****** drunken lips completely shaken
wanting to undo or maybe break through
everything he's attached to
Jun 23, 2014
Jun 23, 2014 at 12:12 AM UTC
Intermittently I gander upon the vault of heaven
and in uncertainty
ask her if she comprehends me more then I, myself.
"I do not understand,"
I elucidate to her.
Looking beyond the bleak high seas
to try and inquire something more about myself I might have misplaced.
I do not understand the throbbing laceration that consumes my precious humanity.
Who could fathom this foreign species as it enters you,
Replenishing your helpless heart
As you forever reverie of touching lips.
Frowning at my deliberation
I stuff my scrutiny back into a simple heart shaped locket
Tossing the key
Until I find the impotent longing to dig it up again.
"Will I ever understand?"
I ask her once more.
Her eyes were now dense with the discerning fog of sorrow.
She seemed to be apologizing
As I wallowed beneath her vast stretch of glory.
"I'm sorry, my child."
She whispered.
"Your aching is the crumbling of the skeleton that encloses your understanding."
Jun 22, 2014
Jun 22, 2014 at 6:35 PM UTC
tears drown & swallow my sacrifice whole while
twisting & tearing
my bleeding heart.
ever so gently scratching;
eating away the seeds
that have been planted
while we were apart
difficult to distinguish bad from good
i blow you my trust in a kiss
soft as satin;
shivering in fear
someone else could hold you dear
that you'll slip away
or worse yet you'll leave my mind
or wander astray from these weary eyes
begging for someone
anyone else
as anger rages like a tornado inside
and i swear on my life
that this will be the last time
the aching buried in my dreams want this to be the last time
the numbness in my soul i crave for
knows it wont be the last time.
wishing things were different
so i didnt have to argue
or stumble into knives
that drive down our spines
swearing up and down
we wished we hadnt met
or danced
thinking it will solve
pools of regret.
grazing cold fingers
down the sides of my cheeks again
i feel something break
plummeting
into a billion peices on your ***** bed
along with the rest of your life you dont care about.
arrogance seems to be your best feature
admitting there is no point explaining
what you already know
and choose to ignore.
you sit back content
wanting nothing more
staring with a blank expression as my bleeding heart
falls to the floor.
Jun 22, 2014
Jun 22, 2014 at 6:31 PM UTC
im hiding in all the places i promised you i would never go again
im singing the lullabys that remind me of old friends
but mostly just you
and your face, that was never blue
only on two occasions i had to see you cry
and i held you lovingly, promising i would never say goodbye
i guess i lied.
that's exactly what i did
im not going to fib
ripping out another rib as the days drag by
slowly, miserably, never by surprise
Jun 22, 2014
Jun 22, 2014 at 6:28 PM UTC