I must have something to joke about. Like being a swampy mermaid. I'd **** to be a sexless myth, hermit in the wetlands, combing my hair with the delicate ribcage of a racoon. Still, every now and then the boyfriend/bear would come find me and **** off onto my tail. What wild certainty in that -
Oct 1, 2015
Oct 1, 2015 at 6:28 PM UTC
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At least—to pray—is left—is left—
Oh Jesus—in the Air—
I know not which thy chamber is—
I’m knocking—everywhere—
Thou settest Earthquake in the South—
And Maelstrom, in the Sea—
Say, Jesus Christ of Nazareth—
Hast thou no Arm for Me?
Oct 1, 2015
Oct 1, 2015 at 6:28 PM UTC
Darkness pervades; an empty whole.
Tears fill this broken bowl.
The nectar too salty to quench the thirst
A brutal reminder of what came first
A Blackness, a Void. God illuminated into being.
Beauty, Belief, Faith - a false way of Seeing.
The futile attempts to make the hole whole,
but it's Loneliness that resides in our Soul.
In every being sprung into existence
the Romantic effort of Man's resistance
is Love, hailed as the Cure.
But ask yourself, "Are you sure?".
At a life with Loneliness by our side
Love's importance becomes amplified.
But Love is just a wishful lie
it is Loneliness that embraces us as we die.
Sep 25, 2015
Sep 25, 2015 at 1:56 PM UTC
I would happily suffer
because of how much I love you
I will put myself through misery
just so you feel no pain
I would walk on flames
and put them out
so you can walk through
I will drive myself insane
so you can have no part of the blame
I just wanna believe
that you love me
that much too
Sep 25, 2015
Sep 25, 2015 at 1:56 PM UTC
Twisted sheets, mind on stutter
Unable to sort through this midnight clutter
Put it away for tomorrow
But what to do with my gnawing sorrow?
I circle soft blue on color book pages
Hoping the repetition eventually assuages
The raw edged reality of lonely dark hours
Filling the void with Crayola flowers
Sep 14, 2015
Sep 14, 2015 at 7:21 PM UTC
We were beautiful children
And we grew up so brave,
We were touched by death and heartbreaks but we stayed just the same.
We listen to jazz all night and drink red wine,
Find ourselves adventure to pass the time,
We don't talk much about the pain we've felt inside,
No more bumps in the road,
Just enjoying the ride.
Our love is too strong to carry weight of what's gone,
We find peace in the sun,
And the belief of being young.
Love of mine in the world,
We are one in the same,
You can laugh while you're crying and be childish when you lose games,
We are fine, we are okay,
We are in love,
And our children someday will be just like us.
Sep 14, 2015
Sep 14, 2015 at 7:21 PM UTC
*He told me my scars weren't beautiful
And I told him that no one could ever really admire a masterpiece
Without taking a few steps back*
Sep 11, 2015
Sep 11, 2015 at 2:29 PM UTC
I do not understand why hurricanes are named after people
for i am not a storm.
I am a flood.
I am the ocean,
calm,
still;
until someone casts waves in the water.
until someone pushes and pushes until i over flow,
and in that moment i can not be contained.
i can’t not be reasoned with or hidden from.
i will show no mercy,
but eventually i will recede.
when the tiredness seeps into my bones
and my emotions are no longer flooding through a battered city,
I will recede to my home
and be still once again.
And I will glisten under the sun,
and bless the shore with my gentle touch,
and you will never think I’ve ever shown the world my rage
Sep 10, 2015
Sep 10, 2015 at 8:32 PM UTC
Can't even finish a sentence
without being stressed
with every little thing I write
with every little math problem I solve
Because for some reason I can't do it right.
Can't even finish a thought
without being consumed
with all the anxiety
with all the fear
because for some reason they expect me to do it right.
Can't even finish a task
without being engulfed
with a headache
with a stomach ache
because now I'm not feeling right.
Can't even finish this poem
without being overwhelmed
with every little math problem
with all the anxiety
with a headache
All because I want to do it right.
Sep 10, 2015
Sep 10, 2015 at 8:31 PM UTC