I threw my head in a pit of fire
Ive never since been inspired
The worlds a mirror who am I to blame
Im bathing in a boiling pool of shame
I sing a song my eyes too wet to see
devil of the past please let me be
You stole my heart and wont set it free
come on Kayla please let me be
I try so hard to turn the page
Im a host for pent up rage
the world laughs hysterically
oh my mind please let me be
Aug 24, 2016
Aug 24, 2016 at 1:27 AM UTC
Mossy forest meadows
Sun doubles on the sea
The final rays are setting
And your warmth is stays with me
Jul 25, 2016
Jul 25, 2016 at 4:10 PM UTC
The warmth of an energetic wisp
Something I never failed to miss
Raining on my skin a heated bliss
Like the taste between your hips
Beauty in a softly scented kiss
With your gently throbbing lips
Jul 25, 2016
Jul 25, 2016 at 4:05 PM UTC
perscuter
victim /_\ rescuer
here's to ending this pyramid scheme:
the rescuer is:
jumping bean in trauma closet
the persecutor is:
a vampiric silence
the victim is:
numbness prostituting for warmth
and they shift ominously like phases of the moon
Feb 24, 2016
Feb 24, 2016 at 12:36 PM UTC
There's gotta be a place
where we can be in peace
and the furious rivers flow
will finally begin to cease
You say I'm being sensitive
I'm looking for whats not there
but all I ask is one small smile
to glimpse through the waters air
Why must i drown in the rivers pull
give me a boat to row
to a place where peace and happiness
will have no shackles in which to show
I watch another day swim by
my eyes been wet till sleep
I try to tread in this vicious gyre
and my heart proceeds to weep
And though the current's not too strong
no air will reach my lungs
throughout the months and now the years
mercy I have sung
Jan 11, 2016
Jan 11, 2016 at 1:11 AM UTC
Well you talk too much
Just smoke your **** joint
Wispy plumes out the window
Fill with words like a comic
Painted in frames, orange glow fireflies
Just be a poet
And let the silence be quiet
Get that wood stove on your boat
And planks for your bed
Rock with the waters
And give me some head
Your tongue had more uses
Than shaping air into audible sounds
The bell rings for itself
But you speak, for everyone else
Nov 26, 2015
Nov 26, 2015 at 6:45 PM UTC
Railroads and cascades
The train whistles through the wind
A shudder shivers as a ghost wails
What will become of us?
What will we find?
What will become of us?
Midnight strikes steel
Under the moonless sky
We hear him echo in sleep
Is this where we're meant to be?
Lost in the forest
A tear dries slowly
Eternal skin cracking with transient air
Squeamish in our dreams
The ripple of our grandfathers
Washes over still
What will become of us?
The putrid silence wails
Nov 26, 2015
Nov 26, 2015 at 6:29 PM UTC
A stony gaze wanders as a buoyant breeze
But sorrows blinds blow in a storm and the solemn bust outcries
The thunder cracks
The lightning zaps
Childhood flashbacks
Scream inside my gut
I've been rejected enough
The hardened boy plays tough
And stubbornly pushes away
From the shores of a living grave
To a ship with a drunken crew
Floating as ghostly imprints play
Wailing to eclipse my pain
But on shore life remains
With no wings on which to escape
And in the cabin below the day
The frightened child hides, afraid
Its beaten soul whimpers requests
But the sunlight doesn't reach the deck
Blackness exhumes an awful stench
Eating at my bones in flesh
- I look toward the door
With a ball of fury raging red
Playing repeat inside my head
My body turns to heavy lead
What more will it take
To finally make the step
From the tears I've never wept
To the love I've never kept
The exploded shards I've never swept
Shattered pieces of empty concepts
The broken mirror I defiantly reject
Satan laughs while Angels detest
As I fail once more to accept
The man staring back at the child
Nov 26, 2015
Nov 26, 2015 at 6:24 PM UTC
Let you heart be your guide
And see the truth that lies inside
Release the stress pain and fear
And be the love that's been denied
Rest your soul in the windowsill
Let each moment be fulfilled
The budding trees don't control the breeze
The let their presence flourish still
Nov 25, 2015
Nov 25, 2015 at 12:33 PM UTC
Listen without the need to understand, be the river and not the ****
See with the eyes of the universe, forget all and you may remember
Be still, question only the questions
what you believe to be true, may well be false
So know, until the wind disappears and you begin to blow
Nov 25, 2015
Nov 25, 2015 at 12:29 PM UTC