Being branded with shame
While it still boils in my blood
Leaves me with cold fingers
And vice-gripped lungs.
Oct 25, 2023
Oct 25, 2023 at 8:13 PM UTC
A constant battle rages.
Hot and cold circle each other in an elegant dance.
Decay feeds the blooming field above.
The sun and moon compete for our attention.
Inside, a wrathful hurricane thrashes against my skull.
Inside, the elements clash against my ribs.
Inside, the gravity of death and the lift of life rip my heart in half.
Inside, I don't know what to choose.
Heaven and Hell continue their war inside of me
and all around me.
They whisper to me the wrongs and rights of the world
but they tell me lies.
I close my eyes tight and clamp my hands over my ears
but they still find me.
I do not feel serenity in the natural balance of life.
I feel confused
I feel blurred
I feel chaotic
With the pressure to choose.
I cannot choose.
What if I choose wrong?
How do I choose who gets to hurt
and who gets joy?
But I do it all the time.
I choose to hurt.
So they can feel joy.
But I don't want it anymore.
What will happen to the scale if I decide to jump
into the river
so far below,
into the clouds
so welcoming,
into the fire
so destructive
into the ground
so cold underneath.
How will I find balance within me
if I cannot find peace in the balance around me?
Nov 11, 2020
Nov 11, 2020 at 5:45 PM UTC
The scars on my skin show the battles I have lost,
but the air in my lungs prove I am winning the war.
Nov 10, 2020
Nov 10, 2020 at 3:15 PM UTC
All things in life
Become harder as we go.
Caring turns into
Destruction; but you can
Emerge from the
Flames and save this earth.
Good people help change things
for the better.
Apr 8, 2016
Apr 8, 2016 at 1:19 PM UTC
Things happen that the world may never
believe,
don't look with the eye, you'll be
deceived.
Open your mind and open your heart,
understand, be kind don't tear
apart.
You can't let the world tear you down,
so plant your feet and lift from the
ground.
Apr 8, 2016
Apr 8, 2016 at 1:17 PM UTC
Your kind words are put close to my
heart,
so that they will be there when I
fall apart.
I'll always know you're by my
side,
when I want to fly or want to
hide.
Apr 8, 2016
Apr 8, 2016 at 1:13 PM UTC
Both sides want the same,
but neitherr listen at all.
They throw the grenades,
the "they better listen" threats,
in a battlefield called home.
Apr 8, 2016
Apr 8, 2016 at 1:10 PM UTC
Hurting hearts,
Alone in angry ashes,
Timed threats,
Raging wrath,
Earnest easment.
Demons are demanding destruction and demolition.
Apr 8, 2016
Apr 8, 2016 at 1:05 PM UTC
You look in my eyes and my breath quickly catches,
You hold my hand and my heart starts to pound,
You kiss my lips and I fall into a trance,
You smile at me and I can't help but smile back.
My heart is full of scars and scratches,
but you love me all year-round.
I want you to take my hand to dance,
to look in your eyes and let the world go black.
Our heats are puzzle pieces that latch,
your's over mine making me feel safe and sound.
You light my world and tell me "There's a chance",
and that, into the dark you never want me to go back.
Though my heart may be full of patches,
our hearts will always be bound.
Hopefully, as time flies our love will enhance,
and remember only You thought they were places to put love,
and not just cracks.
Apr 8, 2016
Apr 8, 2016 at 1:00 PM UTC