blurrrblood - Hello Poetry

I want to go home. I never liked this rotten earth Its hungry, grabbing hands Scraped psalms into my palms Tore feathers from my tattered back And little by little devoured them all. My halo broke. shine long swallowed by rust- decay, dust-black with greed Comes creeping in a dream To hide what little shine is left And little by little Black out my heart. A quiet hymn. I wrote all on my own I screamed it to the ceiling And carved it to my bones- Deep inside my skin, inside my soul But little by little I’m forgetting the words.

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Feb 7, 2019

Feb 7, 2019 at 10:06 PM UTC

Seraphim

I want to go home. I never liked this rotten earth Its hungry, grabbing hands Scraped psalms into my palms Tore feathers from my tattered back And little by little devoured them all. My halo broke. shine long swallowed by rust- decay, dust-black with greed Comes creeping in a dream To hide what little shine is left And little by little Black out my heart. A quiet hymn. I wrote all on my own I screamed it to the ceiling And carved it to my bones- Deep inside my skin, inside my soul But little by little I’m forgetting the words.

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For your lips To press against mine A little moment Away from the chaos A little breath Star-light to my heart A little touch Blue thrum in my veins Oh, My love I’d walk a mile

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Feb 7, 2019

Feb 7, 2019 at 10:04 PM UTC

Hey there, stranger

For your lips To press against mine A little moment Away from the chaos A little breath Star-light to my heart A little touch Blue thrum in my veins Oh, My love I’d walk a mile

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It’s ok, It’s just my heart I whispered to the mirror With no one there to dry my tears Except my wry reflection Words will never break my bones Although they’ll always hurt me I’ve cried the ocean Shore to shore But somehow I’m still floating. I clung to jagged rocks of pain So that I wouldn’t drift And although the waves tore to the bone They couldn’t break my grip I’d rather die than be alone But sometimes I can’t hide From the tsunami born of emptiness That gnaws at my insides.

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Oct 28, 2018

Oct 28, 2018 at 2:16 PM UTC

Tsunami

It’s ok, It’s just my heart I whispered to the mirror With no one there to dry my tears Except my wry reflection Words will never break my bones Although they’ll always hurt me I’ve cried the ocean Shore to shore But somehow I’m still floating. I clung to jagged rocks of pain So that I wouldn’t drift And although the waves tore to the bone They couldn’t break my grip I’d rather die than be alone But sometimes I can’t hide From the tsunami born of emptiness That gnaws at my insides.

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BLOCK IT ALL OUT. SING TO SILENCE TASTE MY TONGUE GIVE IN TO VIOLENCE. BURN ALL THE ART BREAK THE BANK DESTROY MY HEART TIL I’M ME AGAIN. Scatter its bones. Bind the hands. Blind its eyes Remove the fangs Turn the hurt Into something new Close my eyes Hide the light from you.

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Oct 28, 2018

Oct 28, 2018 at 2:12 PM UTC

New Rules

BLOCK IT ALL OUT. SING TO SILENCE TASTE MY TONGUE GIVE IN TO VIOLENCE. BURN ALL THE ART BREAK THE BANK DESTROY MY HEART TIL I’M ME AGAIN. Scatter its bones. Bind the hands. Blind its eyes Remove the fangs Turn the hurt Into something new Close my eyes Hide the light from you.

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There was something innocent in his touch It was if he Found something in me That he'd been thirsting for It was if he Was losing himself And didn't care. And oh I loved him, I loved him In that moment I loved him and I didn't want to let him go.

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Sep 26, 2018

Sep 26, 2018 at 11:15 PM UTC

Come Back.

There was something innocent in his touch It was if he Found something in me That he'd been thirsting for It was if he Was losing himself And didn't care. And oh I loved him, I loved him In that moment I loved him and I didn't want to let him go.

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I don’t want to love anybody. But you make it hard. I’m always Obstinate, Walls so tall i hardly remember what’s underneath But little by little, I’m cracking apart If I could tell you what I want to say When i cut my words off at the tongue It would sound like I don’t want to write love poems anymore. But you make it hard. My fingers itch to find the words my mouth cannot; Oh! if I could tell you the things I think When that crooked smile turns me into Sunlight It would sound like I don’t want to feel anything. But you make it hard. Even on my emptiest days I can’t help That painful trembling in my chest That anticipates your touch, And oh, if you knew the golden, honeyed heat That spreads through me each time we meet It would sound like A little prayer A little wish For you to love me too.

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Sep 17, 2018

Sep 17, 2018 at 6:13 PM UTC

Hey, I kinda wanted you to know that

I don’t want to love anybody. But you make it hard. I’m always Obstinate, Walls so tall i hardly remember what’s underneath But little by little, I’m cracking apart If I could tell you what I want to say When i cut my words off at the tongue It would sound like I don’t want to write love poems anymore. But you make it hard. My fingers itch to find the words my mouth cannot; Oh! if I could tell you the things I think When that crooked smile turns me into Sunlight It would sound like I don’t want to feel anything. But you make it hard. Even on my emptiest days I can’t help That painful trembling in my chest That anticipates your touch, And oh, if you knew the golden, honeyed heat That spreads through me each time we meet It would sound like A little prayer A little wish For you to love me too.

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I want to rot Iike dry-bone roses poetic pathetic leaf litter tread on me til I return to dirt

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Sep 14, 2018

Sep 14, 2018 at 7:24 PM UTC

elegy

I want to rot Iike dry-bone roses poetic pathetic leaf litter tread on me til I return to dirt

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The rain hangs pregnant in the air I pray the storm down on my skin Wind whips like vine into my eyes Grass shivers, dancing to the time Of the downpour to come. "Wash away that day, those tears-" I beg- the sky obliges, wild With thunder, shattering and white; Lightning sends forked tongues screaming down To kiss the earth he’s missed so long. The heavens, sudden rip apart Down comes a sea in hues blue-grey Great awful shadows dance above Shrouded in banks of mist and haze I close my eyes and waterfalls To bring life back in to me. I shriek and the sound of my joy Is swallowed by the clouds A song the rain sings back to me Raised to the heavens tenfold.

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Sep 12, 2018

Sep 12, 2018 at 11:13 AM UTC

Storm's Song

The rain hangs pregnant in the air I pray the storm down on my skin Wind whips like vine into my eyes Grass shivers, dancing to the time Of the downpour to come. "Wash away that day, those tears-" I beg- the sky obliges, wild With thunder, shattering and white; Lightning sends forked tongues screaming down To kiss the earth he’s missed so long. The heavens, sudden rip apart Down comes a sea in hues blue-grey Great awful shadows dance above Shrouded in banks of mist and haze I close my eyes and waterfalls To bring life back in to me. I shriek and the sound of my joy Is swallowed by the clouds A song the rain sings back to me Raised to the heavens tenfold.

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I felt warm in your arms. Your breath brushed mine Like a lullaby I stared up at a strange ceiling But I'd never felt more At home The nightmares howled at the windows But they couldn't get in. I was safe Steady eyes kept me grounded Your lips were Pillow-soft against my smile Sweet, tracing sun-speckled skin I wish I had held you closer. I wish I could have told you That for the first time in a long time I slept whole I slept well And dreamed Of you

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Sep 11, 2018

Sep 11, 2018 at 9:45 AM UTC

To Fall in Love

I felt warm in your arms. Your breath brushed mine Like a lullaby I stared up at a strange ceiling But I'd never felt more At home The nightmares howled at the windows But they couldn't get in. I was safe Steady eyes kept me grounded Your lips were Pillow-soft against my smile Sweet, tracing sun-speckled skin I wish I had held you closer. I wish I could have told you That for the first time in a long time I slept whole I slept well And dreamed Of you

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I lay my head in your lap and you play With the little hairs at the back of my neck Cool room Warm skin Cool sheets Warm breath The air tastes like you And me And us kind of Intermingled There’s food in the fridge And plants on the windowsill And my clothes wrapped up in yours And maybe a baby one day But not yet For now I lay my head in your lap And you play with my hair And everything is okay

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Sep 10, 2018

Sep 10, 2018 at 9:06 AM UTC

A Concept

I lay my head in your lap and you play With the little hairs at the back of my neck Cool room Warm skin Cool sheets Warm breath The air tastes like you And me And us kind of Intermingled There’s food in the fridge And plants on the windowsill And my clothes wrapped up in yours And maybe a baby one day But not yet For now I lay my head in your lap And you play with my hair And everything is okay

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