There’s a devil in me trying to raise his face
there’s a god in me trying to put him in his place
a fight to fill the hole in my heart
but the battle is lost before they can start
soul electric, here to stay
pulls me apart need to make them pay
a million volts in a lightning kiss
re-align my core in symmetrical bliss.
Dec 16, 2014
Dec 16, 2014 at 7:03 PM UTC
If I held out my hand
would you take it ?
it's warmth ready to permeate your soul
but what would it tell you of me ?
the scar on my finger
the wrinkling skin
the crooked pinkie
the gnarl on my thumb
stories to be told
if you would only take hold.
Dec 16, 2014
Dec 16, 2014 at 11:55 AM UTC
Sitting in a pool of ****
other peoples ****
**** all over me,
I am nothing,
just an object,
a still life subject
art school joke,
I'm a mess,
a **** stain,
a fugitive on the run,
running away from life.
Dec 14, 2014
Dec 14, 2014 at 4:39 PM UTC
You see a homeless person and you think trash
I see a homeless person and think I feel bad for them life has been to hard for them
You see a little kid and think annoying
I see a little kid and think he only wants someone to play with
You see me and think what a loser
I see you and think how cruel
What you think and I think are way different
Dec 13, 2014
Dec 13, 2014 at 8:47 PM UTC
Soft and welcoming
The ocean keeps her afloat
With smooth loving hands
Oct 29, 2014
Oct 29, 2014 at 4:15 PM UTC
Empty,
no hunger,
depression,
have to eat,
fill the emptiness,
throw up,
eat again,
throw up,
nothing fills,
only the pills.
Oct 25, 2014
Oct 25, 2014 at 1:15 PM UTC
A little girl, lonely and lost, draws pictures in the sand
Suddenly, a shadow of a little boy falls across her hand
His awkward smile endears him to her
His gentle words weld together
Until they draw in the sand, side by side
Laughing and smiling with care and with pride
But the girl is still lonely, the girl is still lost
The price of her heart comes with a cost
A single confession, on a white screen
Such a thing she could never have foreseen
The little girl tells a tale of sadness and woe
The little boy sits and listens to her lowest low
And then he has his own tale to tell
Of how an angel almost fell
A not-so-little girl, lonely and lost, draws pictures in the sand
Next to a not-so-little boy, with a quivering hand
The hand she takes and folds into her own
At last, she knows, she is not alone
Oct 22, 2014
Oct 22, 2014 at 1:14 PM UTC
The morning sun slices through the partially closed curtains
tenderly kissing your neck with a soft white glow
her light has traveled a distance I can hardly fathom
through darkness and nothing
finally resting upon your sleeping eyes
in this stiff hotel bed
our bodies meld together
your warm naked skin against mine
I bury my face into your shoulder
and kiss your back
I want to hold you closer and never let you go
but my muscle and bone bend and fracture
under the weight of time
she pulls like a howling riptide
casting you out to sea
beyond my reach
Yet I wrap my arms around you
with the knowledge
I will one day lose you
whether you fall into the final slumber
or into the embrace of another
we will be torn apart with the force of a dying star
its mass collapsing down to a singular point
so dense that even light cannot escape
its gluttonous grip
but for now
I lock my fingers, I clasp my hands,
I cradle you against my chest and I fight
I fight the very weight of existence
for an extra few seconds in this hotel bed
Oct 22, 2014
Oct 22, 2014 at 1:14 PM UTC
Make my life a hollow reed
That will bend now in stormy breeze
For in numbers I find my strength
Beneath the willow tree
Make my life like the rock
Piled high upon , top to top
A stonewall that runs for miles
Around my lands it stands
Make my life short and sweet
Give me peace not dire defeat
Give me love and woman's sigh
Amidst the clovered fields
Make my life a Godly song
One that knows right from wrong
With wisdon as old as stars
I'll dance inside the fire
Make my life to unfold
I am tired , my shoes have holes
My dreams are seeds cast to the wind
And just the husk remains
Make my life now come to end
It's my time to propend
I'll walk among the ghost's remains
And willingly I quote
Hollow reeds will bend not break
Holow reeds will not forsake
Of hollow reeds my death bed make
And lie amongst the stars
Oct 22, 2014
Oct 22, 2014 at 1:14 PM UTC
To drift in the wind on the edge of a dream,
chasing our thoughts on the back of a moonbeam,
candyfloss mornings and effervescent nights,
cascading rainbows in a box of delights,
pretty girl smiles and puppy dog tails,
candy stripe slugs and polka dot snails,
ride the light on a sunlit wave,
into the void of the crystal cave.
Oct 22, 2014
Oct 22, 2014 at 1:11 PM UTC