Reptilian serpents crowd her crown
Whispers and shivers down the spine
As I spy through the looking glass
All that is mine.
I tremble to see
Myself in eyes of obsidian black
–Hole I dug myself, here to swallow me whole
–Lot, vacant, panicked visage of a gorgon
Is but my own mare in the night.
The fear, it creeps in serpentine waves
Crashes into my tumbling breath
As I search for a light between the shadows
For a reason to escape my prison of living death.
I ache to scratch
This infernal psychosomatic tic
–tock of my unwinding mind
–lest the stone takes hold
And the cold reaches the bone.
Into the eyes of Medusa
I looked and saw myself and nothing else
And I fled before the reptilian being
Seized me.
Apr 11, 2018
Apr 11, 2018 at 8:49 PM UTC
A sphinx riddles me this:
Who sheds tears in the morning
Crying, searching, instincts overtaking
Before the noon hangs high, the clouds breaking
Like the pimples upon their cheek
Until all the rosy and blush is flushed
Away with a pale, cold breath.
Aug 25, 2017
Aug 25, 2017 at 9:21 PM UTC
Words on my lips, tears in my eyes;
Let me speak, let me speak.
Don’t you dare
Hold my tongues
In your hands as if
I’m nothing;
As if words are not worthy
Of you clouded ears.
Words scar my breath, slowly rushing;
Let me cry, don’t bother stopping me.
You shouldn’t call me crazy
Stupid, lunatic,
All those bad things,
As if they don’t mean a thing;
As if words are not sharp
Enough to hurt me.
"Let me speak."
Dec 18, 2014
Dec 18, 2014 at 10:38 PM UTC
the water is washing
over my heart's beating;
i can hear the waves falling,
tumbling down into my breathing;
they open their arms
gentler than flesh
softer every crash,
swaying me
into their scheme.
*and i am drowning
in deep water*
Nov 2, 2014
Nov 2, 2014 at 1:32 PM UTC