The Twin Souls speak to me,
During the desert suns and
Tranquil moons,
In its greatest oracle,
They tell me
‘Save yourselves or
Remain unsaved’.
They took me to Egypt,
On the magic carpet that
Was dowsed in my room-
Some may call it a rug-
But for the Twins,
They flew during majestic
Nights
Seamless heights.
Nights I look back,
On how my twin was created,
How our paths had crossed
And how lucky
Even blessed we’d been.
Days I look forward,
With my twin and I
Drenched in Kelly Green in our ceremony of
accomplishments
Or seduced by the sun,
Escaping Methodist systems,
And enchanted by esques’ in the forest
Other nights,
My twin was gone,
An empty burden I felt
Swell my chest.
On those nights,
I prayed to the Souls to which
They promised
to keep us together
Some times the Twins advise me,
‘Do not set yourself on fire
to keep others warm’
And
‘Other people are not medicine’-
That is, except for the Twin Souls.
I taught my twin
Lessons of life,
And she taught me
Lessons of gratitude.
I must admit,
We were both a bit
Damseled,
A bit Distressed
[Still dressed to impress]
When time has run out,
Hope is lost,
Spirits are killed,
Demons are in disguise,
And hell breaks loose
I pray to the Twin Souls,
To hold us eternally whole
In the wake of the full moon
Because my TWIN SOUL,
Will never escape
The Encased LOVE and PURSUITS
Of my HEART
For she is a true work of
Art.
Mar 7, 2015
Mar 7, 2015 at 4:27 AM UTC
You couldnt tell me all of your [sea]crets, So shore it would encase me in an ocean of hell
that I wouldn’t want to sail amongst
Where I lost myself in your he[art], For all I ended up with is a heap of your [pain]tings
It was I, that has fallen for the idea of you
through the sin[sations]
and proclamations of something abyss
As for this Fountain of youth which never
dictates our age just replenishes
our space
, Calcium is what
makes bones stronger but the Milky Way
isn’t a piece of chocolate that can
satisfy such a sweet tooth
Such as the moments that
you sought [cum]fort in me.
Mar 7, 2015
Mar 7, 2015 at 1:20 AM UTC
You're an addition
Never felt this kind of friction
Though this friction
also felt a little fiction.
I knew it from the start
Speculated how you would fluster with my heart
but I took my chances anyways.
Addicted to the way
Your fingertips trace my skin
Gasping to the way
You're pulsing in
Gave me goosebumps
Blood pumps
Adrenaline kicking in
I listened to your hopes and dreams
Compositions of your music
Who was I to think,
I was just one of your muses
Who knew a little fame
Could mess things up so much?
You're Possessed,
Obsessed,
with
The way you're perceived
Cant believe,
How I was so deceived
Guess it was the little demon
inside of you
The Devils mental
inside of you.
You continue to look me in the eyes
telling me pretty lies,
just to leash around
Not because you wanted me,
loved me?
No. Because you needed me
to boost that enormous ego
You needed self assurance
reassurance
because of your insecurities
Your belittled and reflective images
haunting
taunting
every sense of your being
You would crumple me up
dispose me...
Recycle me.
But maybe
maybe I have this all wrong
Maybe I'm the addiction,
You,
The Addict
So who's the one really at a loss?
I may have lost you
But the blues will forever choose you.
Mar 7, 2015
Mar 7, 2015 at 12:47 AM UTC
the emptiness that dawns on me
images conjured in my
mind
only to have left me blind
i thought i could suffice
such an hour
but that hour turns into days
and those days...
all those days for you to have stayed away.
long fights
empty nights
only to leave the Devil
to shine his light of fire
He leads me down
the realm of Hell
controlling my soul
holding me whole
the rope intertwined between my fingertips
i desperately
hopelessly and
foolishly
try to stand on my own two feet
but sometimes i feel that
the only thing it sound intertwine
is my
neck.
shots of sake
transfer to
shots of bleach
in order to drown the emotions
of being so bleak
'open your mouth'
He whispers
'pain will no longer exist here'
He smirks.
Jack Daniels
Richard Hennessy
Remy Martin
'they're your friends
baby girl,
they'll love you when no one else will'
He taunts.
Vyvanse
Oxy
Klonpin
Xannies
'they all taste the same,
its like candy'
He promises
Blow
Fantasia
Hell Dust
'Its a gift from Earth,
just trust me'
He demands.
He
my savior
and I
the distressed
He
my master
and I
the slave
He
still Satan
and I
in satin
00:59
one minute to be saved
they tell me,
save yourself or
remain unsaved
in the lonely hour
where there is just
myself
and voided love
I declared
not to be saved
01:00
Feb 16, 2015
Feb 16, 2015 at 5:00 PM UTC