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Mar 25 · 23
Duality of appearance
spacewalker Mar 25
Ketamine and ******* on the streets of new York city

Homeless models at lavish *****,
Unimaginable ugly lies just behind this hollow pretty walls.

Camera flashes and snubbed ashes,
Giving head in scribbled stalls
In a world that lacks all pity,
****,
How I do look quite pretty
spacewalker Nov 2019
That lamp
That stupid lamp
acting like an inanimate object
But its not
No, its deception run deep
But I can see past it
Yes, yes
I saw it move
I swear it
Twelve little toes it walks along
moving under the flicker of its light
Thats why the normal man fails to see
I see it though
I want to unplug it
Let it stay dormant in the dark
But dare I move and miss where it goes
Jul 2019 · 278
Cold
spacewalker Jul 2019
winters lifeless lips breathe out bitter air. Snow falls down onto silent town squares for no one to see.

Yet here I am
I wander along as the lone source of breath on streets where only shadows walk
I drift aimlessly through the white painted town.
Giving empty streets corners a new shadow
And then taking it back just as fast.

In an hour any trace of me being on this street is gone.
In a lifetime or so any trace of me ever being might be gone too.
My whole existence might be for nothing at all.
So I'm left with a question:
If nothing I do stays the way I made it
Then why change anything at all?
May 2019 · 327
War profiteers
spacewalker May 2019
Red sky at night
Brings great fright
To those that profit from the storm
The spinning winds, blackened skies
Oh wind, Oh ocean, how classic

Lifeboats without Raging waters and
whitecaps are just overpriced orange floats  
The loss of life is tragic yes
But who would want a lifeboat if it never rained?
It truly only happens sporadically
though you wish it not happen at all
But alas, it must
for the profit from the storm
Jan 2019 · 168
Midnight encounter
spacewalker Jan 2019
After the red sky charred and the moon lit the sky. I felt a wave of  exhaustion push close my eyes. I felt the waves drag me into The dream weavers caverns. As my body twisted and turned they wove a tapestry of my scattered thoughts around me. All my wishes and all my wish-nots strung together into a silky magical cloth. They hung it over my shoulders. It was weightless. If I tossed it would surely fly. They tugged on my gift, drifting me me from star to star till the moon dropped and faded away. They all kissed me goodbye and floated to space with the rise of skys first morning rays
Dec 2018 · 418
Red water
spacewalker Dec 2018
Tie weights on my feet,
let the water take me home.
Watch the air escape my lips,
And the shadows engulf my toes,
the water drags me into blackness,
Let The light in my eyes twinkle out
Watch my lifeless body spin a tale of
A struggle that never was, with a final
glance down see that I am no more
Then turn around and walk back
As I rest on the devils moor
Nov 2018 · 219
skyliner
spacewalker Nov 2018
A Thousand different colored skys Stitched together around you and I.
But we're to caught up in the dust, looking ***** instead of looking up.
And when we do look up to the sun we put our hands up to block the out glare. Darkness once filled our unknowing eyes till we stared up into the light, now I know what I knew all along; just because we don't see it mean its not there.
Oct 2018 · 3.3k
Vacuum
spacewalker Oct 2018
I see the sympathy pour from your lips,
A waterfall of meaningful words I'm sure

but I'm fixated on the twinkle in your eye,
it reminds me of the midnight sky
The midnight sky my lover was taken under
The stars stood witness yet they took no pause in their dance above the clouds
Now the stars are hidden well behind the sun
Still,
blue skies don't make you smile
at your lovers funeral

The stars in you eyes make me sad,
Obsession with revenge takes hold
so I mutilate them.
   a slurpy cosmic soup
sits behind your tired eyelids

A small victory in the war with the sky
Fighting an unwinnable fight can turn a man into a monster
Oct 2018 · 463
Melted
spacewalker Oct 2018
Feelings don't drip from my lips like honey
Its hard for me to talk
Id rather be stung a hundred times
Then tell you my deepest thoughts
I'm a hive of negative mindsets
pain trapped in a hundred unbreakable locks
When I try to take them off even I can get lost
So I keep them hidden
I'm just not in the mood
Feelings don't drip like honey but stay in my throat like glue
Sep 2018 · 277
Space cadet
spacewalker Sep 2018
deep blue sea of stars dancing in the waves of time
the lone rays of light swim into my sparkling eyes
ghosts suns I'm seeing, have lived and surely died
what I see is an older time
when the earth still stood silent
and all the stars aligned
it would still be quite
but you keep talking
about politics
or some ****
I really don't care
I'm high as ****
so shut the hell up
 And look up and stare
I'm back
May 2018 · 679
If I had
spacewalker May 2018
If I had a gun to my head,
Would I freeze in awful terror

If I had a gun to my head,
Would I cower in fear
Or welcome the speeding metal

If I had a gun to my head,
Would I fear for my life
Or would I welcome death
As it would be my life I'm afraid of

If I had a gun to my head,
Would it be my finger on the trigger
Would it be held by my own hand
May 2018 · 593
Escape
spacewalker May 2018
I do not fear death
I fear the absence of it
I fear the continual existence of life
I fear earth's inability to recycle death into life
I fear the extensive lengths man will go to extend our unescapable fates
I fear the abundance of life will take away from the quality of it
But no,
I do not fear death
I do not fear death
Apr 2018 · 510
Live||eviL
spacewalker Apr 2018
Is life real or is it fake?
Is life real or are my dreams just as true as what I see when I'm awake?
Is life real or a well-crafted lie?
Is life real or just a tragedy scripted all in my mind?
Is life real or just a play where everyone dies?
Is death the end or the chance for another try?
Is  death a long goodnight or a fresh start in another life?
Jan 2018 · 443
Nightime eyelids
spacewalker Jan 2018
In my dreams, I die
Those are my peaceful ones
In my nightmares, I live
And this pain drones on like a one-note song
A poor rhyme played on a one stringed guitar,  each note is like a new bar added to my cage

Even in my sleep, my pain is not erased. No window to a better place, no frame with a glass pane. No amount of  Sweet dreams can make my sleep a reality
Jan 2018 · 438
yesterdaze
spacewalker Jan 2018
in the blue skys, I find my way
in the gray ones, I am lost
every day I walk this maze
yet still I haven't found the finish
there are so many ways to take one step
some I have forgot

being trapped in here
turned me quite the cynic
I don't trust anybody I find in it

but as long as the skies are blue
I just might find my way
I must keep fighting the fog
keep up the daily struggle
just to keep away the Haze
haven't shared in a while, so here it is :)
Jan 2018 · 300
poison
spacewalker Jan 2018
If you were a flower
You’d have Razor sharp leaves
Dark-crimson petals
And a small bitter seed
If you were the only kind of flower in the field
I’m certain the honeybees would rather starve  
then land on your pedals to feed
then spread your poisonous powder
Then give rise to your seed
If you were a flower i’d never go outside
But your not a flower
And i'm not a bee
Dec 2017 · 3.4k
blurry clarity
spacewalker Dec 2017
trying to make a rhyme in time
before my feeling lock me out

trying to find the time to write it down
when I really just want to drown it out

I try,
I know men don't cry,
but little boys do
I have a bit of both I guess
but guess what one I use

thighs that remind me
of a drunk man drawing
on a scratchboard
with a knife

strifes break out between parts of my mind
tearing me apart from the inside

now,
what pride?

I'm whats left
if you take away all the right
and leave all the wrong


I'm the awkward hello
and the silent goodbye
did you hear me whisper
oh wait
no one heard
or maybe no one cared
I'm not ready
but I am prepared  
I don't belong here

goodbye
Dec 2017 · 7.1k
acid-washed colors
spacewalker Dec 2017
take a trip with me
take a hit
come touch the stars
in a blimp
fly through space with me
chase bright blue cats
hit stars with baseball bats
let's shoot wisps of rainbows
from our fingertips
let's make out in the shade of blue
and dark purple
and green too
let's sit on the couch
and get lost in the haze
soar to the moon
color all the grays
one more trip
and then i'm through
So bye for now
Little moon
Nov 2017 · 433
the pinpricks in the sky
spacewalker Nov 2017
Please stars,
.      Explain to me the reason for my respiration
✦.        soft mortal brains cannot comprehend the situation        
.  .    .     our fleeting existence comes with certain annihilation
    ✦    .    trapped in this dimension
       .    ✦ dragged along time
✦  .     .   racing through the now
   .   .     capable of only mental exploration.
  .✦ .   but for the false belief of divine creation
    .   Sooner come death than an explanation
✦.
     .
Nov 2017 · 439
intrastellar
spacewalker Nov 2017
A bluebirds chirpy song shakes off the morning's dew
a flap of its wings and into the fresh air,
she adds a drop of blue

soaring high up above the clouds
as the sun slides behind the glistening orange sea
and the moon wakes up from its sunset-bathed sleep
she tilts her head to the sky to see the stars twinkle into to life
she flys to touch them
but bluebirds aren't unlaced
the sky's the limit
but the stars are in space
over and under there is no escape
everything living is tied to this place


the earth is a zoo
exhibit one is the jungle
welcome visitors from space
please don't be afraid
the creatures of the earth are locked tight in their cage
the thick stained glass windows of the sky
safely seclude this planetary base

ants crawl
bluebirds fly
gazelles roam
and little boys cry
visitors are yet to come to the zoo
but are we the keepers or caged animals too
:)?
Nov 2017 · 393
dark feathers
spacewalker Nov 2017
I'm a raven with dulled down talons  
unable to catch a meal: I starve and thin
my harsh black feathers turn light as they fall from my grayed skin.
Finally
a meal fit for a king but served to all
I lick the blood caked around my beak
but old blood tastes bleak
Ahead of Ensuing havoc on the broken skin I once again become too thin
a fallen soldier
might as well be a feather
hell and hell and gone forever
ravens are the devil's soldiers.
Nov 2017 · 391
temptations
spacewalker Nov 2017
driving sixty down an unlit dirt road
crying and dreaming of hitting a telephone pole
seeing a rope holding a small boat quite loose
using that rope to tie a tight new noose
cutting onions and bursting into tears
putting arsenic in all my beers
overanalyzing everything I said
turning the bathtub to a dark red
sitting scrubbing my feet
cleaning my head
laying in bed

waiting for death
but I can't do it
no
Nov 2017 · 864
spacewalker
spacewalker Nov 2017
Leave the past behind,
If only for tomorrow

Sprint through the stars,  
Shatter the void with your soles
                                                          
­Reality is to much to handle,
            Let go
                      Escape
Fall out of gravity's grasp and nothing can hold you back

Scream into the void of space
nothing will carry the sound

Don't go back to earth
I'm not
                                                             ­        I'm done spinning around
Nov 2017 · 769
dried tears
spacewalker Nov 2017
Red river run, down my hips
erode away my pain in a false sense of bliss
roaring river groans, silent to all but me
Red river runs, red drops let free
Blue bird sings as my only messenger
But small blue bird can't change the flow, no
Red river flows, I watch the river's reach
twist and turn, grow and grow
Oct 2017 · 620
pain(t)
spacewalker Oct 2017
what can't come out on canvas
comes out of my wrist
strokes of black and streaks of red
help control my silent fits
I pound the wall with my fist
blood trickles from my hips
but it's ok
I'm used to this

I blend paint with pain
brush with blade
only difference is,
pain fades paint stays
Oct 2017 · 5.6k
no rules allowed
spacewalker Oct 2017
no rules allowed and chaos ensues
alcoholics start hitting up the *****
teens start trying on Holocaust shoes
men in black suits keep signing off on paper
no regard for woman no they just **** her
people once in power now cry in the shower
but at least they can't feel the fear on the streets today
people still fearing to be gay
people still fearing to say hey
no way
tired black suits just sign away
Oct 2017 · 670
god is everywere
spacewalker Oct 2017
I found Jesus
in the trunk of my car

I found Jesus
in the back row of the church choir

I found Jesus
in a shootout with the police

I found Jesus
giving head in a thrift store fleese

he said come home
and to heaven I go
but my singed hairs said maybe not so
Sep 2017 · 287
forgotten girl
spacewalker Sep 2017
Time nearing twelve years passed
Since the last thought of me was conceived
Now  I'm a forgotten girl in a world of memories
I sat down wishing to die and soon my soul was breached
gone from this world of all knowing  but  yet no trace of me
A surprise should be
To see the world without I
But you've been doing it your whole life
you can't bring me back
You don't even know my name
I'm forgotten
And you can't
Remember
me

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