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Michael W Noland Mar 2013
Diluted in fluency
Whirling through a world

A canary in a coal mine
Burning the oil

Sashes of solubles
Solvents of solidarity

Emptied cages
Gleaming from a cave
Michael W Noland Mar 2013
I want to carve my arms in the pantheon of gods, inhale flames, and exhale smog.

I want to breathe in acidic dreams, in ping, to the great unclean one.

I want to blot out the sun, in the shadow of the one, and only enemy.

I want to eat the flesh, of the brilliant, and the best, resilient to the test, of monotony.

Fill me up, of all the stuff, that dreams are made of.

Drain me out, in the altar of doubt, and arm me with the love of your deities.
Michael W Noland Mar 2013
Sing on
And on
And on

Sing along

Sing the song
You know
To be
Wrong

Remember
The words
And forget
Them all

Every one

Everyone
Is gone
But
Seen

And heard
Here
Now

Allow
The
Hollow
In

Take
My hand
And
Follow
Me

To
The
Filth
Michael W Noland Mar 2013
Im tired
Of dumbing
Down

Im better
To let
It out

Let the chips fall
Where they may

Im trying
To stay
Afloat

Im trying
To find
A rope

To climb out
But its too high now

Im too high now
Waiting for the water to rise

Im trying
To speak
Clearly

Im trying
But growing
Dreary

Im tired
And getting
Weaker

Im better
Down here
In the mud

My love is a river that dried up
Just enough to reach the edge

Im better
To have
Suffered

Im better
To have
Recovered

Im tired
Of trying
For better

In the mud
Where love
Was a river
I couldn't
Live up to

Where love
Is the river
Of blood
And youth

Dried up
To the banks

Uplift me in scars
Shower me in shame

I will be the man i'm meant to be

Sinking
Floating

Defining
Denoting

My love
And my suffering
Make me

Make me
Beautiful
In the pain

Make me
***
In the river
Of my love

Dry me out
Make me drown
In the mud
Its a guitar kinda night. Excuse the similar formats this evening.
Michael W Noland Mar 2013
Give me
An epiphany
A reason
To wake

Give me
A Realization
A season
To forsake

Give me
Subtle smiles
As you walk away
Just anything

Anything
For a swing
At the chance
Of a better man

I'm myself now
Any days for dreaming

I'm myself now
Anyway i'm dreaming

Give me
A something
An antidote
To cope with doubt

Give me
Earplugs
To drown
The voices out

Give me
Variety
To outmaneuver
My anxiety

Anything
But this
Numbing
Darkness

Just take me over there
To that other place

Just take me over there
Away from this place

Give me
Something
Anything
To wake

I wake to dream
I dream to wake
Michael W Noland Mar 2013
Strip it all
Peel it back
Shed the skin
Start all over again
Solo siren
In the wind
Whaling
To the blade
And its okay
Its okay
I'm okay
Again
And
Again
Against
The wind
Michael W Noland Mar 2013
My friend
Shes knows too many ends
She gave up again
For nothing
To tear apart
Her fragile heart
In plastic ideologies
Shes fights her dichotomies
Walking away
From everything
Even the happy
I love her anyway
Even when i'm empty
From the first day
I saw her frays
The first day
I knew pain
Her pain
As mine
We don't have to
Walk alone
But will
I don't have to
Sing alone
But do
Fading to blue
From black
Take me back
To grey
Where im safe
In the safety
Of fate
Fading
To grey
In this place
Of yesturday
Plucked away
In a song of greying
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