I stare
Ice cold glass with condensation
dripping
dropping
ticking
tocking
time
The clock tilts at angles
My hands turn and flip
While I sip
My eyes bore into the land
Laid out before me
Like a beautiful woman
Her skin a callous brown
her plateaus and valley's
My lady, my land
I smile into my glass
The screen door slams shut
As they rush in
Knock over my table
Stand before me
Barrel staring me down
The war rages on my lady
The glass breaks
The hands stop
And I laugh
Feb 21, 2013
Feb 21, 2013 at 7:06 PM UTC
Pseudo-angst
For you know your problems aren’t real
You cannot validate them
No matter the pain they bring you
Your pain does not exist in the way
Pain exists for others
Regardless
There will come a point in time
Where you must confront and recognize your pain as real
When that day comes
Your pain will exist in the way everyone else’s does
Feb 21, 2013
Feb 21, 2013 at 7:05 PM UTC
The dragon is watching
Our treacherous journey
Each step taken side by side
I step left to dodge an arrow
You rush forward to stop it
Always taking my arrows for me
I didn’t think you would be the one
Remarkable friend you were
An unlikely candidate for love
It must’ve been destined from above
The dragon must’ve seen it
As he watches, but fails to swoop
There’s something here I know it
But I fear the consequences
I fear the end
It’s easy to believe love lasts forever
That it shines in the moonlight and stars, however
We know better than that my love
It flits like a hummingbird above
So I will cherish you, for as long as I can
Knowing you’ll take my arrows like a man
Regardless of my fears
The dragon is waiting
Feb 21, 2013
Feb 21, 2013 at 7:05 PM UTC
And I'd like to wish you
A Melancholy Christmas
Because this year isn't quite the same
You feel twinges of regret
As age fogs your brain
Think far too much
Enjoy the wonder of happiness
As it fades like the day
Night takes over
And Oh, sister
You bring me joy
While slipping me sorrow
And Oh, brother
I want to be angry
But my wishes for you overcome
My love, you wait
Unseen for now
Quiet, meek, darling
How I wish you the best
But like me, we join
In this Melancholy Christmas
The sorrow the night brings
The joy the night brings
Let us end this waiting game
When subconscious melt to dreams
May all turn out for the best
Please God, let it be for the best
And Oh, Sister
You are so dear and fragile
Behind that boulder fortress of yours
And Oh, Brother
May we be forgiven for our sins
May we make the best of this
So Santa, for this melancholy Christmas
I want one thing
Guidance
Happiness
Truth
And,
Love
In One
Apr 18, 2012
Apr 18, 2012 at 10:45 PM UTC
The stars hang higher than usual
Clear clairvoyant crisp skies
Many huddle in warmth, fearing these skies
Others revel in it
Reveal in it
We regress to child-like attitudes
Too stubborn to admit when it's cold
Challenging our bodies to be as they once were
And to fight back sleep; Sweet
Merciful sleep, as clear as night
As years travel this time of year stays
And wears our bodies to bone
While bringing melancholy joy of memories
As tangent as the cinnamon on the stove
Hot cocoa in the microwave
Family battles and sweet reunions
So let us stay in the cold a bit longer
Convince ourselves we aren't cold
Huddle under the night sky
And satellites
Beneath our memories
Beneath Winter Sky
Apr 18, 2012
Apr 18, 2012 at 10:40 PM UTC
That red ink
That scathe our papers
With apathetic marks of incorrection
Or brings out the tone
Merely if you had not
Bought me that pen
I wouldn't be stabbing myself
Over and over until I leak
While the blood it rushes
And the ink; it flows
Into each other
And spills onto my paper
While ideas form and shape
That's how you make red ink.
Apr 18, 2012
Apr 18, 2012 at 10:37 PM UTC
I lay in the church pew
Stare at the dimly lit chandeliers
Underneath that tree
And feel a quiet calm
I am not overwhelmed
Nor am I bored
Church choir screams "Alleluia"
While babes cry for the death of our Lord
The Lord they don't know
The Lord we don't know
A wooden stick new, takes time to burn
May I be worn and used so the flame ignites quick
And burns me into ashes
For the flame does not hurt
But eases all pain
Into this quiet peace
Of this un-ending pew
And we all sing
Amen
Apr 18, 2012
Apr 18, 2012 at 10:36 PM UTC
Life flutters by so quickly
Just yesterday I was that depressed girl
Look at me now
Look at me now
Life is far from perfect
And so am I
But it's such a waste of time
To be anything other
Then yourself
Life is far from perfect
But everything is right
Devine on my speakers
Appreciate all you have
Don't fill your life with
But leave it blank
Like a dusty notebook on the shelf
Life is simple, why change that?
Drugs, *** and habits to fill
Just make life all the harder
So let go, just let go
I know I have
Apr 18, 2012
Apr 18, 2012 at 10:33 PM UTC
My friends are like drinks in my hand
The more I have serves my
Inebriation at their jubilation
Though I feel I can barely stand
I enjoy my night filled with all
Sorts of drinks
But in the morning I'll feel
Their clangings in my head
Apr 18, 2012
Apr 18, 2012 at 10:30 PM UTC
I could never figure out
What was wrong with me
Why wherever I went
No one could see
That there was a person inside
Who had traits other than quiet
Who was sweet, kind, and funny
With enough loyalty to start a riot
No matter what I do
Or how close I get
I suppose not even my friends
Will understand what I meant
When I said things too deep
Or even out of thin air
They don't get the mind inside
I might as well not even share
Apr 18, 2012
Apr 18, 2012 at 10:27 PM UTC