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Sean Grimes Jul 2021
This pain in my head does not subside
The laughter and screams carousel blindingly
A dark murmur presents flesh

You cannot suppress the darkness
There is no light
And I dine on your soul
But the burning rage beating to a beautiful melody of torture

So I stare
And walk
And repress
And hold
And breath
Into brief requiem of death blinks back into reality

I am home
I am alone
And I think of the (THEE)
For I am clouded
And can spare no expense
And I toll in head when my heart cries for
the (THEE)

You wish to know beauty
You wish to know pain
You wish to seek light
You wish to exist in black
You wish to throb at the heavy, heavy beating of your heart
You wish it stopped
You wish to be
You can no longer feel

Nothing matters
And we’re back again
Blink in
Forget all
We are here and now
Because mountains crush down
Goodnight
Farewell
And a pleasant one again.
Sean Grimes Jul 2021
Know thy sound, of barriers bound
the voices come to play.
In horrendous round, what will be found
a little boy trapped away.
He will be gowned, he will be crowned
to put on a show today.
In mask he clowned, with words profound
to make the people stay.
his heart is wound, listen to it pound
darkness consumes the day.
when around, the noises compound
time has come to pay.
For on this mound, his mind has drowned
the voices, they slay.
Sean Grimes Mar 2019
Seek help and strive it.
Be help and bleed for it.
You are none but survive it.
You are one yet you are all of it.
Who am I but none of it.
Sean Grimes Mar 2019
From black and brace strings lightning plank
Walking lines of dimming lights.
With ease eyes fade in eternal sea
Carousal bottomless pit of familiarity.

Hands hold fighting ****** brevity
Flight of Soul’s simple longevity

Fog of gray
Bring dusk and dawn
For those who stray
Must blend immiscible,
Or you will pay
And parish hollow.

Born to old warm then cold
We find familiar footing
Last gasp past flash our legacy and crown
The wisdom bestowed on you
Sean Grimes Mar 2019
Days are not always good, this I know.
They are not always as good as you make them to be.
You feel.
Like an ocean that is much larger than the surface interfaced on.
Beneath, yet so much more and in reality our entire being.
Churn, chop and flow like the waves in water.
Typhoon, tsunami and hurricane your way through life.
Tranquil glistening upon perfectly still seas.
Life will pull you under.
Grasp at surface.
Grow gills and breathe.
Conquer depths, bloom a beautiful bounty from below.
Soar higher into the sky like never before.
And crash.
And burn.
And be forsaken again.
And run mill of emotion.
And I will be there for you.
For I will be there too.
I will.
Sean Grimes Jan 2019
Most days I do not take in the light of the day
It feels like it’s been years since I’ve left that warm embrace
It is the hour of gone
The time of solace which I know best
It is better to be unheard in the dark
Than alone in the light
Sean Grimes Dec 2018
Oh it’s all so surreal till the air gives out and the eyes blink in
You, you resurface in unpleasant reaffirmation
The dull smooths over
I don’t know pain
It is present
Play me out
Make it jazz
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