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164 · Jan 2023
Lucidity
Stíofáinín Jan 2023
We are the killing field where good and evil desecrate
Blackening each shoulder into the ground in flames that linger to tear us down
Resolution will never be found
Because we are consciousness and this abyss is living dead
Suffocating on and on in memories and mistakes that never cease. Engaged to regret.
Living.
Deceased.
And where do we go when we can't let go.
A limbo;
A lie in disguise. A mistaken refuge of the mind.
"Come here and be at ease" desolate, without judgment for the curse of our own anxieties
"Just be"
Cut up, revive and replay every wrong that you've never done to yourself and the world around you.

Here in the cage of the rational soul
I still know,
Heaven is a place inside of me where I am freed from the chains of my mind, body and whole.
I am my own.

This fight will never be home.
163 · May 2023
Untitled
Stíofáinín May 2023
Wake up from a dream I can't even fathom
Crawl out from the crucible and into the chasm;
to fulfill a need
This is how I learn to believe
I cannot forget what I've seen or flee from the shadows inside of me
I inhabit a collective consciousness
A metamorphosis
Means to break away from this chain so I can go up against the grain
Signal the change throughout my own veins,
Encephalon
I forever abstain
From an oppressive condition, a universe that's a ******* work of fiction
Still, I sit deaf and numb to listen
While the mind is lost on this world's affliction.
In this void of innocence
I abide and find
Eden,
Created only for the blind.
Truth is dark like my coffee
I sip in silence and breath in black
Wake up to this dream
Insomniac
161 · Sep 2019
Harr, in the here
Stíofáinín Sep 2019
A retribution we could not defy
To heed the suffering would be to die
Hell bent, to veil what time cannot conceal
Burried underneath countless convictions

A shelter you created
156 · Feb 2023
Down
Stíofáinín Feb 2023
A world in a whisper
We take the moon from the sky
Tell ourselves we'll miss her and swallow our own lies
Occupying this artificial light
Burning holes into our vacant minds
Painting each other blind
We live to satisfy our own ignorence  
A rising compliance to turn a blind eye
For the love of silence
-We are a living breathing fable in violence
And who am I to be living a storm for so long
I'm only human, I may be wrong

But I'm not.
153 · Aug 2019
Untitled
Stíofáinín Aug 2019
There is no perfect thing that exsists, only the perfection two halves create to make a whole. This is unsurpassed. People completing what's missing in each other. It is not to be understood.
Perfect is, never really seeing the immense universe that surrounds us until we find it in someone else's eyes. All other perceptions of perfect are only a distortion. That is unreal.
And tooth and nail will be forever lost trying to hold on but we must fight to see it. Hold on to it. Lose a lifetime to it. If we cannot open our eyes we are all, eternally lost;
There is no perfect person who stands alone. This is why we are all lost in the crowd, it's a struggle to fight ourselves to see this. An illusion is easier to accept. So do we?
A shallow hungry world that only takes. An imitation of a sun, false and burnt out. Starving everyone as we are none the wiser.
Be gentle and magnanimous and allow it in. We choose. Change. We choose. Virtue.
Refuse the things that are too easily swallowed. Put up a fight. Welcome the true nature of perfection, the only one that's real.
152 · Mar 2020
Untitled
Stíofáinín Mar 2020
Ache,
After you
A cut above a better heart
But I can't take the face value
So we descend
Down
I keep falling off the wall
And you love watching me come apart
Then piece me together again and break my bleeding heart
Ache,
I can fly in the face of your fire
I'm only just moving this earth to get close to you
Cause you're burning here
And I run through this hell just to taste,
To know
But its never enough
Isn't that love?
A defence that beats my heart black and blue
Ache,
Its still never enough
Is that not love?
Cursing me with its hurt
So I can fly in the face of your flames
And I'm just trying to get close to you
Cause you won't stop burning here
And I'll still run through hell to taste,
Just to know
Isn't that love?
I'm tired of the game cause it's never ever enough
I can fly in the face of the fires inside of you
And here I am,
Don't misunderstand
I'm just trying to get close to you
So we can burn together
151 · Apr 2018
Unravel
Stíofáinín Apr 2018
I'm pulling a loose thread and I just can't let it go
So I reach out with no cause, seeking meaning in untold words
Am I just a complex courtesy?
Carelessly
Eternally
Just another tattered heart on the shelf
My Idle talk protects the truth
But you know the sterile ground where I stand
We lingered here hand in hand
Remember
Let's play easy life, you be a man I'll be your wife
And all it takes is a single word
I'm almost hanging myself from this loose thread
I only want back in your head
One single word to commemorate...
LOVE
A lonley star forever burns
In the darkness I take shape and recognize a comfort in this stony ache
Shelteted by the majesty in my own heart break
150 · May 2021
Untitled
Stíofáinín May 2021
You're a castle in the air
But I cannot live with you in there
In my heart
In my mind
Comforting a self made misery
To hate you
Because I love you
Because I let you
Make me feel so alone
Like a night sky void and empty
I felt all my stars surrender and burn out for you
And I still grieve each one
Every night
In every tear
Twisting the knife with you here
I hate you
Because I love you
Because I let you
Make me lose sight of myself
If I could dream
I'd dream you were dead
And turn these lyrical bullets into led
Load up the gun
And point it to your head
Bang bang

- But you're never dead
147 · Dec 2018
Wake me up
Stíofáinín Dec 2018
A consequence of love
We cannot abide
Inside my minds eye these faces divide
The question still begs,
Who am I;
One thousand masks dwell within
They come to meet you, to try and let you in
Little white lies that are violent like knives
Cutting through virtue, breaking all the ice
Aching for a faultlessness I trim away a little more
And there's no loss here
We're just settling a score
Your undead eyes see trough this open book
The doors ajar, take a look
It is nothing more than what you can see
Humility raises these walls around me
And I'll hide here, just like a secret
Ceaselessly burying my own heart just so you can dig it up and keep it
And it's down so deep it becomes hard to breathe
I look in your eyes as they devour me
I can't see my reflection because the light is dim
I'm too weak to climb out but you're strong enough to get in
You begin to whisper and I start to see
My own loathsome skin is suffocating me
So I run, just like I did before
We're sleepwalking, and I'm so afraid
Breaking through a brick door
Inevitably descending into another chasm, on the fringe of my mind where I can just disappear
Time stands still while we're trapped in here
And your eyes, they're still devouring me
I begin to hear you whisper, and I can almost see
But we're still sleepwalking
And I,
Can't breathe
147 · Apr 2019
Expositions
Stíofáinín Apr 2019
When you cease to suffer I will still be here
I have loved,
And lost
And it holds me in contempt
Delightful vandal,
You were all I ever dreamt
A fool who beholds behind tinted glass
******, to forever see you were only three hundred times better than me
And I, between my own devlis in a deep blue sea
So it began
What will be will be
Sweet ruin, how shall I compare
More than a man, but less than fair
Received in wonder a light to make this flower bloom
You were the sun I gracefully sat under
A thousand sweet mysteries I whispered in reverence
Just to lay there, where the rays burnt my skin
Once, I felt life begin
I kissed you
Lips that mirrored my own
Muted with time
How long have I waited in my own cursed reason
Oh how I hate it
To love is to fear, and fear I did
Trembling in an ache
Committing to it's will
In heated pursuit, vexed by loved
My lust was like a child
I blushed underneath your pale light and overfed your starved appetite
A wide eyed child who walked through the flames of your fire
Burnt my own feet for this shame and desire
If thou wilt never look upon me again, thy shan't ever look upon another...
Our language is broken
My painful eyes are now wide open
Watching your shame
We're we not one in the same?
My tears will quench this ache inside and the breeze will always blow them dry

Even as an empty thing of flesh and bone you were still beautiful, and not of stone
..... I am forever beneath the sun
144 · Mar 2019
You
Stíofáinín Mar 2019
You
Painting pictures in my head as I lay on your chest
Lullabies spilled from your eyes and put me to rest
Baby bird,
I'm only a quiet word
Moving with the wind like the leaves on a tree
I am rooted deep but growing free
And these small steps complete me,
Because with every one I come to closer you
Falling over you again,
Like the raindrops that hit this windowpane
Shall I whisper it again
Walking over eight letters
I've always known how to to spell it better
Baby bird,
You are my last word
The first thought as the sun hits the sky
You,
Have changed the colour in my eyes
139 · Aug 2019
Untitled
Stíofáinín Aug 2019
We are octopi
Cloaking in disguise
Unrecognizable, to the wandering eye
Hiding from each other while unfolding inside
We are alive in this soil
Growing into one another
Endlessly entwined
Stripped of omissions
Without separation
We are a tree rooted deep in the grounds, standing before the barriers of Zion,
our own holy land
And love is a bird, caged in the sky
Released
Everytime we kiss
A living breathing creature who cannot be captured after recalling the sun
Freedom floats from your own soul to mine
Underneath the the earth we grow together
Lost to time
139 · Nov 2021
Stained
Stíofáinín Nov 2021
Sin
You beat the sun light right out of me,
endlessly
The sorrow your love bares falls on me,
beautifully
And I love you
Stars will shun the skies above me
Outside of your eyes
In moments you love me
Carelessly, cut me
Mirror, you are but a broken glass
I know not of recovery
I know now
Woe,

You love me
137 · Feb 2023
The hand that never feeds
Stíofáinín Feb 2023
I was born from the roots of a worn out tree
She knew not what she was so blind as not to see
Bole grew bare all but stripped of dignity
She never stopped paying for what should have been free
Love
You were unknown and exiled
And now you sleep peacefully, unreconciled
And I don't shed tears
If I did they'd cascade down on her
And bring back a life that was cut away
Hacked down till there was no more than a stump to sit on
Rest your drunken bones old man
Here, where the woman who bore hardship still stands
I think of it now and I feel fire
Sadness quenches it to shame but I'm still on a pyre
Endlessly
Shame again for feeling shame and pain and nothing
For you
Son of soil,
Who sowed many seeds
We will never forget your misdeeds
You watched your children bloom and wither
And what the **** did you ever give her?
A place to rest her weary head, a ******* man to baptize her bed
A life is nothing but a small wonder
Now it's all burried six feet under
126 · Feb 2021
Istorija diktuoja
Stíofáinín Feb 2021
History dictates,
and ego is born.
Emaciated, it creates the false self as means of safe passage through a storm.
Like a wounded animal seeking shelter, it hides.
Vicious, and untouched. Safe.
This is dystopia.
Never weakened by the external, unphased by the internal.
It grows stronger.
For ego has no choice but to protect what gives it life when no one else will.
In consequence, giving birth to a savagely misconceived identity.
The false self is conceived.
At what cost though, the innocent of youth could never impart the price such of self preservation brought forth by the absences of love.
And the false self will accept it no more, owning the fact that it would sink to its very core, unmasking itself as a fragile thing.
A prisoner of war.
A mind that paied that cost, a heart that pumps pain into being.
An unhappy exsistance that eventually becomes animalistic.
No progression, only movement to regress in moments of weakness.
This is created not born. At the hands of man who came before and failed so on many counts.
Do we accept to never grow because of a historically sorry soul. isn't that history repeating itself?
There is always choice to break the false self,
Over power it.
We, as living breathing beings are bigger. We always were...
Because we are real.
Somewhere
125 · Nov 2020
Dear, sad man
Stíofáinín Nov 2020
Bethink of times I hurt for you
I weeped for you
Because it made a difference that I loved you
For to love it's to hurt and now
I don't cry
I don't hurt and I don't love, not the way I did before
Tragic to me
Because no one will ever have that part of me
It's inside of you forever
Tangled up with your own bluebird
And they're keeping each other warm while you lock them up
Caged and beaten like what we had
But you keep them close
Because you know
They make you come alive and when I come back around, you can't control that because
You want to be alive
My saddest story, my endless poem
Beautiful in animation
Ceasessly blind to nature's creation
But oh, you see it
You know what you are
That's why you hide yourself
You hurt me because you were sad and afraid
And now you're just sad and afraid inside of yourself
By yourself
And you will be this forever
Where ever you are, whoever you're with
You're alone
But I am still here and I can still make someones sun beam
You keep those birds
Abuse the hell out of them and yourself until the end of time
I still have my heart in all the rain and shine
A wise person might say, forgiveness could be be divine
But they never played your game
I'll always miss you because
I have a heart
More than anything, you have my deepest sympathies
You're so sad it makes me want to hurt for you
To cry for you
But I don't cry
I don't hurt and I don't feel for you...
Not the way I used to
115 · Jun 2020
Untitled
Stíofáinín Jun 2020
Ever and ever again,
My world correlates with yours and I'm wandering through a place that I've known before
Alien conquistador;
I'm tap tap tapping on your door
You swiftly arise and we emerge even more
The tensions vicious unlike before
Hookworms twisting a metaphor
Apprehension is fleeting, so I'll stray a while
Discomforts concealed to a plastic smile
And I'm always right back here like I was never gone
Is this truly the only place I can belong
Ever and ever again,
My face will mirror yours
My own names forever lost inside your eyes and I'm changing now
Virtues ******* with these lies
Maggots swimming to the back my mind
They speak, but only criticize
I detach
But we cannot diffuse
Narssasistic ego continues to refuse
Vague
Benign
Awakened in my mind
I've exhausted so many moons grieving you
Now I'm Mortified,
And this forgotten heart is just rotting in my hands
This is no happenstance...
Former flame, unlawful foe
Is it better to love the devil you know
114 · Apr 2020
Nebula
Stíofáinín Apr 2020
Oh my light meets with the rain
Ill-favoured sin is never tamed
Bearing a stigma hand picked by pain
The absence of oxygen can't abstain
An isolated world falls from the sky
I burn in his flame aching to fly
Merged in moments to the end of life
Scorching instants until we die
We evolve only to petrify
Shattering fragments that burst and illuminate the sky
Predestined to reunify
Serendipity is bound to a star
Wandering and straying close but yet so far
111 · May 2020
Untitled
Stíofáinín May 2020
You are the one true creator
Chaos wakes in your design
A world where you rein over an empire of lies, shadows and all the broken masks of five ghosts that endlessly shine a light on your only face.
Ceaselessly haunting.
Virtue
Sentient
Love
Hate
Neglect

I'm here.... Where are you
109 · Aug 2020
Narc,
Stíofáinín Aug 2020
Sunshine,
We’ve expired
I’m leaving now,
emotions are tired
I cleaned your room while you were gone
I don't linger here for too long
I never expected you to see,
all the wrong that you do to me
but I waited with time,
Only wanting what can't ever be mine
Hey now, just come along
I love you, wake up,
before I’m gone
Can I crawl all over you again?
So you can try to play pretend,
like this isn’t just a means to an end
Then you can love me once again
And I’m here asking myself why the hell you put me on a shelf
Act you don’t give a f*
all so you can cut me up,
one more time
I guess that’s the only way to keep it off your mind
Oh so heart-wrenching, how can you even draw breath inside?
Could you tell the truth and still survive?
Do you not think that I can see, all the lies that you’ve told me?
But go on, you can always love me again
And I’ll still be here asking why you need to pretend,
And turn yourself into stone
All you are is flesh and bone
Come on and cut me up one more time, you always said I’d be just fine
It really must be very tough
to know that you were never good enough
Just pretend like you never started this
Can you even call that a parting gift?
No applause before this end
Changed your mind,
Hand in mine...
same old smile
So come on and cut me up one last time
Tell yourself you know I’m fine…
I guess it really must be rough
To not ever give a single f
106 · Mar 2020
Fringe
Stíofáinín Mar 2020
You plead with the sea to take you forevermore
I stretch my low legs wandering amidst the shore,
between idioms that fly up over head
Resounding each other with the sound of thunder,
we rouse the dead
Misplaced memories stream in with the tide
Out of moment, you commit to cast them aside
And give life to a place where no man can go
No need to justify what condition could not show
Intentions adrift in your world out there
Time stands still in a place that has no need to care, untouched by Verity's hands
I'll forever wander these parallel lands
Reflecting a fickle affection and a cold hand in mine own
Counting shells of stray moments that only play out when we're alone
Stíofáinín Jul 2020
To,
And fro
Am I where you come and go
Wait,
I know
It's all part of the shadow show
Maybe once
Maybe twice
I could have loved you like my only vice
For all I knew,
I thought I knew you
Held your hand
When I saw through you
Blame me once
Sway me twice
I'll never take my own advice
Vague,
Benign
You're no-
friend of mine
Fool me once
Fool me again
Chase a lion in his own den
Maybe once, maybe twice
Maybe stop
******* with my life

To,
And fro
It's better to love the devil you know....

— The End —