each and every pound
put on reminds me
of your sweaty
palms grasping my
inner thighs. it
reminds me of each
and every sip of
burning liquor we
shared. it reminds
me of the sweat
dripping down your
lower back. i look
at each and every
pound and absolutely
despise myself
Apr 1, 2017
Apr 1, 2017 at 10:17 PM UTC
it's time to experience
to uplift, to breathe
in a new moon, to
let the strobing flame
engulf each and every
movement. your external
self only responds to
environmental influences
tear away what you think
others want or need from
you. Stop. ******* Faking.
if i stare long enough i
almost lose consciousness.
how lovely it would feel to
just forget all habitual
idiosyncrasies. to let my
BONES hold me safe and
to trust that i. am in
fact. enough. how dare
i ever question that
Apr 1, 2017
Apr 1, 2017 at 10:03 PM UTC
Lie on the gentle skin
that controls her expressive
"sadness"
Tears ran through the pink blush
creating a destructive pathway
to outline the held tension.
Pursed lips, heavy breathing,
Always
Relying on eyes.
She lays clawing and clenching
next to the little girl called
victim.
Dec 3, 2013
Dec 3, 2013 at 12:52 AM UTC
And from thine lips, the truth
released behind the transparent
glass. Life-body extended into the
mind that's expanded with chemical
imbalances. You have walked
away with a piece of my soul.
Rays of warmth hit to cause perspiration
frozen over by the expectation that,
unfortunately, lives with a heart beat of it's own.
Sending sound waves into my black
pulse.
The truth rotting away
the enamel due to the barricades
******* into our jaws.
We must die our complete skulls.
Here is my key. Will you give me yours?
Dec 3, 2013
Dec 3, 2013 at 12:44 AM UTC
She sits with a bottle in her hand.
The hippies mourning in sorrow
peace signs held, oil seeped
into the skin that you
now see as damaged.
****** images that will remain
unknown.
Rain and alcohol
Clawing at the front door breaking
your throat.
snow packed inside her lungs.
Years passed of abusive melodies
full of teasing whispers
Broken glass dancing with her flesh
My friends, you will remain unknown.
Cigarettes inhaled to shorten the experience.
Jeans too tights for the pleasure of his fingers
against her ****
He is your savior,
but your suppressor.
She will die unhappy.
Oct 27, 2013
Oct 27, 2013 at 12:11 AM UTC
It is in my constant
thoughts.
Where? Why? When?
did the stars decide to
align? Grant us our
dreams and fantasies.
For now, we have found
what they call love.
In the drop
of us being, one.
Internal insecurities will
be our downfall.
So, lets stand with our roots
into the earth
with the reflection of the
sun light,
let me take you in the
depths of your imagination
There, we will survive.
Oct 1, 2013
Oct 1, 2013 at 9:37 PM UTC
The lips opened.
The words flow.
The brain swamped.
The heart grows.
Then,
relaxation leaked
I love you
He said.
Irrational rational minds
abusive melted fate
Don't do it.
Then the kiss of leaking feelings
made the juices flow,
her **** warm
her skin crawling,
slowing waking
she's back, along side your thoughts
riding the ugly into mine.
..., ....., .....,
ouch.
Pause. Step back,
cementing deep
youwillbeokay
Sep 30, 2013
Sep 30, 2013 at 1:13 AM UTC
*Seven times repeated
waiting, burying
just enough to feel the fantasy.
You are almost gone.
Mentally stamp't
Formed and pressured.
Physically unreachable.*
The touch of each
beat, hollow sound
and unknown awareness.
Relaxation is distant
due to
each cement wall
numb, wet, rapid
pulses.
We know what we want.
Comfort,
trust, physical
verbalization.
Eye contact, fingers
linked
slipped to the left
passion.
Sep 30, 2013
Sep 30, 2013 at 12:54 AM UTC
The rapid desolate images
swallowing who they
scream for, her. Empty
desire, drowning
in what's real.
Majority; non-existing.
Present wanting.
Presence, dishonest
to the societal family.
Sep 30, 2013
Sep 30, 2013 at 12:48 AM UTC