Eloi - Hello Poetry

Eloi Jan 2017

This is the place where he lay his head,
When he went to bed at night,
And this is the place our demons were derived
Candles lit the room at night.
this is the place where he cut his wrists
That odd and fateful night.

This is the place where we used to live,
I paid for it with love and blood,
And these are the boxes that he kept on the shelf,
Filled with his poetry and stuff.

this is the room where he took the razor,
And cut his wrists that strange and fateful night.

I never would have started if I'd known
That it'd end this way.

His body didn't last forever,
It decomposed with time.
But the memories I'll always treasure,
Will last me until the day that I die.

#love #suicide #sad #pain #death #memories #happiness #hurt

Eloi Jan 2017

I do not know how.

I do not know how to channel a love that I wish that I did not have for you,

I don't know how to uplift my mood when I miss you each new day,

I do not know how I am to get over this,
I do not know how I am going to recover from it,
I don't know how to love someone new,
I don't know how to not wish they were you.

I don't know how to live a life that you are not in.

#love #pain #hurt #separation #missing #loneliness

Eloi Jan 2017

silent truth

Thin, gaunt and brittle,
eyes blue, blood begins to trickle.

Fingers stained by cigarettes and dirt,
Self inflicted malnourishment,
your body hurts.

Mind like a spiderweb,
you're trapped inside,
destined to die there,
until the end of time.

you're beautiful,
a delight to the eyes.

However, it's miss leading.
i saw you on the pavement bleeding,
sickened by the thought of eating.

Starve again, day by day,
until any weight fades away.

Using drugs as a way to lose weight,
as well as using them to keep your mind straight,
there's nothing left of you,
the pain has become you,
you'll die in this state,

*it will be your fate.

this poem is written about myself,
and the struggles that I've one through, and am still undergoing.

#love #pain #sadness #hurt #mind #emotion #anorexia #cigarette #starve

Eloi Jan 2017

schizophrenia is back

schizophrenia is back.

I talk to the creature sat at the end of my bed,
He takes his hands and places them on my head,
I cry into his palms,
He is humble,
He is kind,
The only vision that has been in the whole of my life.

I tell him my troubles,
My worries,
My pain,
He whispers and tells me to keep being sane.

I tell him I lost my mind a long time ago,
He says
"Oh my dear, no. You are the one who's sane amoung a world that is crazy. Take this your gift and let your life flow."

He tucks me into bed,
Wipes my eyes,
Tells me to never believe anyone's lies,
He leaves me now,
Walks away,
I close my eyes,
And drift away.

After a lifetime of "my gift" giving me grief,
Pain, despair, and broken belief,
The creature he showed me,
That not all is bad,
There is hope still,
maybe I'm really not mad.

#love #dream #pain #happiness #hurt #belief #schizophrenia #creature #visisons

Eloi Dec 2016

Wildflowers

head hung low
where the road leads I will go,
it's a hard and a crooked life
when you're a dead man's unwedded bride.

the day moves slow,
where the road leads no one knows,
it's a hard and a crooked life
when you're a dead man's unwedded bride.

down by the road sits a man,
who's gray and old,
says the hardest thing I know
is to see your loved ones go.

where the wildflowers grow,
there's a lake that's dark deep and cold,
there I shall lay my bones.

down I go,
going to lay my bruised bones,
and the hardest thing they'll know,
Is to have to let me go.

#love #sad #pain #death #flowers #hurt #bones #bruised

Dec 2016

Eric Martin

Misery Ever After

I look in the mirror
I hate what I see
I want to be any body
as long as it isn't me

I dream every night
of spreading wings and taking flight
or jumping from some where high
and the rush until I die

My body has become a shell
To pay for every sin
it's become my own little hell
it hardens to trap me in

I hope I am a cocoon
I hope that very soon
I'll open up to new eyes
and fly into the skies

#old #hashtag #poetfreak

Dec 2016

SabreLi

Schizophrenia

Words can’t describe the way that I feel
When I look into your eyes
I hear your silent cries
Through the stillness calling out for me
To pull you from the void

I want to reach into your soul
Banish your demons, silence your screaming
I just want to make you whole

I wish I that I could see you fly
Spread your wings and soar up high
But to see you is not to see you
Cos something else wears your face
And to be with you is not to be with you
Cos something else shares your place

Words can’t describe all the things I see
When I look into your eyes
I see through your disguise
Into your soul, staring back at me
Through the windows of your cell

Trapped beneath those layers of pain
Screaming for release, drowning in defeat
I just want to break your chains

I wish I that I could see you fly
Spread your wings and soar up high
But to see you is not to see you
Cos something else wears your face
And to be with you is not to be with you
Cos something else shares your place

Words can’t describe how much pain I keep
Hidden deep behind my eyes
The tears that I don’t cry
You don’t see the scars I hide beneath
I just want to set you free

But I know I won’t see you fly
Spread your wings and soar up high
Cos to see you is not to see you
Since something else wears your face
And to be with you is not to be with you
Cos something else shares your place

Soon you’ll lose control, break your oath
No matter how you fight them, can’t always hide them
And when the time comes they’ll **** us both

Copyright © 2016-2017 KF

Written with dual interpretation in mind. 1) From the viewpoint of somebody in love with a person suffering from schizophrenia, 2) From the viewpoint of a schizophrenia sufferer, written about themselves.

#love #pain #illness #death #disorder #mentalillness #sorrow #schizophrenia #mentalhealth #sabreli