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Shin Dec 2019
A bad man stared me in the eye with a punctured gaze.
Oh god whatever shall I do?
Oh god whatever shall I say?
Mother wished me a happy birthday.
Father wished me good luck in my journey.
Brother sisters please just utter my name.
My wife, my beautiful wife, will we ever be the same?

I don't want to take that bullet.
I don't want to fry my brain.
I don't want to sing the chorus.
I don't want to be so lame.
Shin Dec 2019
Whispers in the surf, a skull at her feet.
Gently she looks over the charcoal plains.
Remorse fills her eyes, she kicks at the skull.
Turns on her feet, tiptoes away, silence.
The tide picks the bones, they drift away.
She feels nothing, she is already gone.

A fool sits and watches idly from his hill.
Unsure of the detail, but sensing their weight.
He sips at his drink, and lets it soak in.
A single tear shed, this will resonate.
A drop of blood bled, this will consume him.
Shin Dec 2019
Our love grows stronger, we are not star-crossed.
I hold on tightly, I hold on dearly.
My grip is ultimate, this I promise.  
Flesh and bone, night and day, still I stand firm.

I cannot, will not give up on my wife.
I cannot, will not give up on our life.
Though simple I may be, this fact I know.
I love you yesterday and tomorrow.
Our lights may fade, the stars may grow dim,
in spite of it, our outlook is not grim.
Shin Dec 2019
I believed myself incapable of love.
I sought it desperately, but still felt numb.
Until you greeted me with that smile,
dark chocolate eyes, and a flair all your own.
An instant, "Hello," conversation bloomed.
It baffled me, for at that moment I knew
somehow, someway, I was looking at my soulmate.

Here now we sit, many years come and gone.
adventures both together and apart
changing us, molding us, twisting our seams.
But despite it all we're here, hand in hand.
My love my light, my sunrise at my side.
Finally, we have earned our moment's peace.
Finally my dear, we've found our way home.
Shin Dec 2019
I find my words getting lost in the mildew.
Expressions lost, is my sadness valid?
Surely not, my life is filled with beauty.
But I cannot strike down this dull devil.
Watching, waiting for the cracks to appear.
I wonder, will he ever leave my side?
Or is this marriage til death does us part?
Til death. I wonder how fast that clock ticks.
Like a heartbeat or perhaps a race horse.
Perhaps the time draws near or further still.
I do not know, I am merely a pawn,
and I know that this game is not quite done.
Shin Dec 2019
I wore the shell of a cockroach.
Donned over my shoulders, I became king.
A wonderful life, Lord of all that is.
Close your eyes and envision a field.
It is dotted with speckles of wheat and cat-tails.
In the distance you spy a single tree stretched tall.
Beneath it under the shade,
won't you sit for a spell with me?

Let the wax of the day melt away.
My child we can be free, sitting still.
Then slash at our wrists
let the blood drain and stain the earth.
We will be white, cold husks,
our sins forgotten, washed away,
our corpses baked by the morning sun.
Shin Nov 2019
I want my name whispered among dustmites.
Slice open my skin and crawl on up within.
Go ahead, take your time, let it hold tight.
Perhaps you can ******* grey misery,
or perhaps the candle entombs the flame.


I do not know where it is your eyes gaze.
Spoken on the visage of times long gone,
or captured, frozen, pinned by the dull pain.
Forever smoldered, forever burning.
Perhaps with luck this gaze will soon reach mine.

Until then, I sit and stare and wallow,
and prepare for a brighter tomorrow.
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