Homebound, on the trail to new horizon.
Lost town, forgotten from where the trail was and where it began.
Like roses and cherry blossoms,
beauty isn’t forever.
I admire the concrete, the cement, the asphalt and rocks, at least they stay.
The songs I sing, lost their melody and beauty.
I head to concrete city
Where the hearts are exchanged for pennies and forgotten memories.
For once the leaf, the bird, and the frog..
aren’t things I admire.
I now find love and resonance in the solidness of structure,
And then maybe my heart won’t rupture.
Oct 10, 2018
Oct 10, 2018 at 3:47 AM UTC
I dipped my pen in ink,
Then later washed it off in the sink,
Papers everywhere,
But still no one's here.
I fall through myself
lightly as if slow motion
I desire promotion
though I need to be dipped
in the pacific ocean.
To freeze my furious heart
i'd need a million
maybe billion
liters of tears.
To let myself disappear.
Feb 21, 2018
Feb 21, 2018 at 12:12 PM UTC
There are too many things untold,
too many to let anything unfold,
it's trapped in it's own trap,
distracted by it's own call,
If I'd help
I'd rather do nothing at all
because my nothing is
always at my beck
and call.
Even as I lay asleep,
I find the darkness of mine,
stirring beneath,
the inky dark taking hold
and I find nothing,
nothing at all.
Nov 23, 2017
Nov 23, 2017 at 12:12 PM UTC
I held my heart in tight strings
hoping to never let anything in
alas there was but one
one who came along
singing a familiar song
they told me
things were fine
in this purgatory
of mine
I said yes indeed
but I am still shackled
by your heart
and by my grief
Let nothing be
if it doesn't
need
to be freed
by misery and
greed
Nov 23, 2017
Nov 23, 2017 at 12:03 PM UTC
The walls of my heart are breaking, my mind's demons are playing on the edge. It feels as though madness is an old friend, a toxic one. I played with the rose's thorns and pricked my finger. My blood drowning my feelings and I turn to stone. Not the beautiful kind, the one with cracks and dirt, roots are controlling my place and I looked into the eye of despair. Twisting and turning to my last words;
"Au Contraire, mon fraire".
May 14, 2017
May 14, 2017 at 11:22 AM UTC
The walls of my heart are breaking, my mind's demons are playing on the edge. It feels as though madness is an old friend, a toxic one. I played with the rose's thorns and pricked my finger. My blood drowning my feelings and I turn to stone. Not the beautiful kind, the one with cracks and dirt, roots are controlling my place and I looked into the eye of despair. Twisting and turning to my last words;
"Au Contraire, mon fraire".
May 14, 2017
May 14, 2017 at 11:22 AM UTC
The streets of the city echoes with brutal history
The thundering clapping of hands signify a wonderful thing
If you walked this street with an open heart
you'd soon be harmed...
cut with scars...
The egomaniacs
The narcissists
and
the heartbroken
reside here...
beware..
you're already there...
Feb 10, 2017
Feb 10, 2017 at 4:26 AM UTC
Oh so bitter, the honey coated poison,
Thus was thought this time, I’d be different,
but the table turned on me, now none is free..
You say: I care, I really do…
But the only I hear are the last words,
but not for you.
Your skin pale, eyes slitted, poisonous venom..
every soundtrack of your wordplays:
only mean, I care when thou is necessary.
When I am a necessity, an item..
You take my hand in lose grip, and hope..
I’ll fall for it, I’d say yes but you’re a trickster.
None took until it was said what was craved,
you say the eyes are the window of the soul.
So that’s why you close your eyes when you say ….
You’re not needed.
Jan 14, 2017
Jan 14, 2017 at 6:34 AM UTC
Here I am thrown across the room
my feelings are in a disarray
what is right
what is wrong
You make me question
where I belong
You insist upon
never letting me know
telling the truth in wicked ways
monstrous desire to let you go
but your grip is tight
and so is your glare
Of all poisons
I like yours the best
drawing me in
and throwing me out
Withdrawals on high
love is low
I am addicted to you
and it's dangerous
That's something we both know
Jan 14, 2017
Jan 14, 2017 at 6:28 AM UTC