Like a crushed petal, unbearably tender,
I walk the place where you were born.
Shadows now surrounding the ecstasy,
Of kisses lingering ‘til morn.
The space reflects now an innocent light,
Where we thought a lifetime arose,
Our lives filled with supernatural minutes,
Perfumed nights, naked flesh, we unfroze.
We were drunk under the spell of summer,
And in perpetual moments we captured,
All that was, and is, and ever could be,
From the moon to the stars enraptured.
We spoke of everything in the world,
Our subjects were only ever you and me,
Dizzy, bubbling, life’s blood streaming
A delirious passion, lasting eternity,
And now within this terracotta land,
Under blinding cerulean skies
My heart cries out to the cold cruel sea,
As minute by minute I die.
Apr 7, 2015
Apr 7, 2015 at 8:33 AM UTC
What marvelous beauty
To that I was so unaware
Came to front and newly
presented an Utopian swear
In the time that my moon allowed
In the time that my mind allowed
my moon to exist
I was incandescently warm
And for months I marveled
Well aware of the fabricated luminosity
That this dear moon shone
But still - I basked in the light
That was granted
And how simple it was
So adjust a pair of gloves
to shield integument from brilliant cadence that was ever so enchanted
And now that the short lived inspiration
At the sound of a syllable has vanished
All my hopeful admiration
has seemingly been banished
And to my honest surprise
A breath of relief
Instead of one of demise
Has looked to proceed
Apr 7, 2015
Apr 7, 2015 at 8:33 AM UTC
Each star glistens to the cadence of my radiant soul.
I am beyond the apogee of any mass.
Feel my glow.
luminescent is my existence.
Vows of peace echo with persistence.
It echoes where time does not command.
Floating through the guilded gate with love in hand.
Purify me with your presence.
Eternal love is your essence.
I feel it now; I knew I would.
Reunited with what is good.
Mar 15, 2015
Mar 15, 2015 at 2:03 PM UTC
and cross my heart
When the ghosts of the past appear
and the dark nightmares start
There is no respite to be found
Pity finds no escape
As I am completely surrounded
By the shadows of fate.
So claw the dark demons;
Sharp nails,
Out of my suffering mind.
Forced now to surface
Once held captive in time
So I say my prayers
Listening to tragic sighs
Prepare for the onslaught
Close my eyes
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Mar 15, 2015
Mar 15, 2015 at 2:03 PM UTC
Labor with what zeal we will,
Something still remains undone,
Something uncompleted still
Waits the rising of the sun.
By the bedside, on the stair,
At the threshhold, near the gates,
With its menace or its prayer,
Like a medicant it waits;
Waits, and will not go away;
Waits, and will not be gainsaid;
By the cares of yesterday
Each to-day is heavier made;
Till at length the burden seems
Greater than our strength can bear,
Heavy as the weight of dreams
Pressing on us everywhere.
And we stand from day to day,
Like the dwarfs of times gone by,
Who, as Northern legends say,
On their shoulders held the sky.
Mar 15, 2015
Mar 15, 2015 at 2:01 PM UTC
People say it’s raining cats and dogs
no, it’s raining teenage tears
the people have been ignorant
all while our worst of years
we weep and cry, until some die
and people stand in shock
the people that could have saved them
they stand, then resume to walk
they could have saved us
they could be better
but they care more about the weather
than all those people big and small
those people that could change the world
well, you could save us all.
Mar 15, 2015
Mar 15, 2015 at 2:00 PM UTC
Thanks for nothing. These past few days really have shown some true colors.
I'm sorry I love you
I'm sorry I care
I'm sorry we ever got involved
I'm sorry for trying to help
I'm sorry for noticing those cuts on your arms a few years ago
I'm sorry for falling in love with you
I'm sorry I'm not good enough for you now
I'm sorry I'll never be good enough for you
So thanks for nothing. I've been wanting to cry my eyes out all day and praying for you to at least look at me in the street when you're coming at me with your car.
I'm sorry I'm not skinny.
I'm sorry I'm not pretty.
I'm sorry I have an annoying laughter.
We went to the doctors and I was forced to look at the spot you first kissed me
I'm sorry I have a dry mouth
I'm sorry I'm awkward with my body
I'm sorry my hand doesn't perfectly clasp into yours
Yesterday I watched a documentary about drugs
I'm sorry I stopped you from living your life
I'm sorry I crush all your dreams
I'm sorry I let my own fears interfere with your life
I see you standing there when I'm waiting for no ******* reason and I just want to feel your body again intertwined with mine
I'm sorry I'm short
I'm sorry my hair is always tangled and has static
I'm sorry I'm at least a good eight inches shorter than you
(8 inches from heaven)
I brace myself for you when I'm at my own door. I miss you coming up and saying hey with that stupid smirk that I've traced over and over in my head
I'm sorry I don't initiate things
I'm sorry I think your presence is a present
I'm sorry you shut the door
And I didn't knock
I saw the spot where I ran up to you two years ago and gave you a hug because I hadn't seen you in over a month.
I'm sorry for our past.
I'm sorry for not kissing you that moment.
I'm sorry for nearly knocking you over.
I see you when I'm doing math, mental or not
I'm sorry I didn't listen to you
I'm sorry I didn't care at time
I'm sorry that a ******* parabola makes me think of the never ending possibility that there could be someone else
You're making me realize that everything that we are is a mistake.
I see you in the bricks that are in the walls. They take me back to when we started talking on that wall about music
I'm sorry we like the same music
I'm sorry for not holding your hand
I'm sorry you have become such a solid thing in my life
I see you in ever ******* face I've been trying to draw but I can never perfect the lips because I can't remember how they felt up to mine
I'm sorry for not being good enough
I'm sorry for thinking love is real
I'm sorry for thinking we could work
I'm sorry for all those times I held your hand because now I realize that you were a drug and you're gone and that this is withdrawal.
I'm so ******* sorry.
Feb 18, 2015
Feb 18, 2015 at 4:00 PM UTC
The eyes are the mirror of the soul
And your eyes are like a vast ocean
Taking me from side to side
Taking me inside
Then pulling me outside
As hard as a fist
As a granite
As hard as a heart
The eyes are mirror of the soul
And your eyes are like a deep ocean
Always floating on the surface
Never reaching the bottom
Never finding a way
A dead end
Never finding a path
The eyes are the mirror of the soul
And your eyes are like an empty ocean
Not an island
Not a rock
Not a dream
Not a boat
Not a life
Not a hope
The eyes are the mirror of the soul
And your soul is a dead ocean.
Oct 9, 2014
Oct 9, 2014 at 4:45 PM UTC
*You & I,
are a lullaby*
We're the deafening silence
just after the crash
we are moments of happiness
that never last
We're a riddle
that has no answer
we are both the cure
and the cancer
We've read this book
a thousand times, and in our hearts
we both know this fairytale
can never have a happy ending
Oct 9, 2014
Oct 9, 2014 at 4:45 PM UTC
For years, I've waited
For a chance to come
To hold your hand
And to call you mine
Every year I felt
Like I took another knife to my chest
But I never said anything
Because I secretly wished
That good things came
To those who waited
You see,
I always had this dark thought
That people who rushed making decisions
Would meet their doom
Just as fast as they took their chance
But more years came
And more knives I took
One year,
I saw my chance
You held it
Like it was yours
And I was very ecstatic
That no one but you held it
You grasped onto my chance
Like it was your life
Like it was the most precious thing in the world
Then, I decided not to take my precious chance
Away from you
I decided to wait for you
To offer it to me
Because that would've felt better
I decided to wait for you
To finally hold my hand
And call me yours
I decided to wait
I subliminally agreed to myself, again
That good things came to those who waited
You continued on with your life
But you still kept my chance
I wanted you to give me my chance back
But you never did...
I watched my chance come and go
I watched you give my chance away
To someone else..
I watched as you crushed my heart
And I didn't say a word
Nor did I ever tell you
That I was hurt
I just watched you take a chance
but not on me..
And all I did
was wait..
...and watch
Oct 8, 2014
Oct 8, 2014 at 11:40 AM UTC