like faint footsteps —who’s temporary imprints in the sand quickly fade under the pressures of the sea and of time and of the light bubbling whispers of past failures You’ve Vanished like the moon on a hot, blazing, hateful day scorched with the sun’s ambition of sharing its warmth and hide in the cold comfort of your darkness You’ve Hidden like a magician’s rabbit nervous & deep within a false unknown (we all know you’re there) standing ovation applause. All that is lost is eventually found, when you return I hope you are received with welcoming arms. *(those won’t be mine)
where is the clarity in my thoughts?
the straight lines, in the jungle of scribbles? the uneasy nuances of my ideas push me back and forth until i’m nauseous with self conflicted confusion dizzy, turned around ideas dance & twirl until I **** out actions taken with jumbled conviction and lost intent. where is the clarity in my thoughts?
Sometimes the words we speak do not synchronize with what the heart feels
Your lips, love me fondly
whispering life into the dormant butterflies trapped in the pit falls of my untrusting stomach Your hands touch me lightly, hesitant not to overwhelm but never will I get enough of their warm grasp Your laugh lights a spark in the heart of my forgotten humor bringing happiness to my smile illuminating darkness Your passion will set the world on fire, burning down the wrongs replacing them with your affection powered by past affliction I pray your lips, your hands, your laugh, your passion… do not forget me in the flames
For the first time--in a long time
I sit by myself--alone-- and there's no where else I'd rather be Than right here--right now-- With no others company except The solidation of my own divine thoughts And for the first time--in a long time I put myself to bed--alone-- with a smile across my face Utterally, and distinctly at Peace
When did I
accept desperation? For anything you'd give your attention your affection Love and tantalizing Touch I crave you excessively
Are we all ******* blind?!
How did we all fail to see the apocalypse in it's twisted occurance Detinating life as we know it All I see are Zombies All that's left are zombies! Look there! That girl walking Missing half her life Half dead-trapped no real human left behind her eyes Walking aimless to her desk To her future Look at that zombie over there! Drowning himself in alcohol Killing himself again Just to feel alive Though simultaneously wasting...away.... I better do the same Hide the life so I don't get eaten and zombiefied myself I must survive this apocalypse Trying To Survive moving forward & forward & forward I have become a zombie.