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Stíofáinín Dec 2018
I feel your heart inside my own and steadily, like my grasp on air
I am gone
Misplacing myself, faintly
Crawling into your sun
An ache that goes the way it comes
Is it the same for everyone?
Love
I grip my chest
This heart is unconfessed
For it's survival we'll hang on, for a moment then we're gone
I see your eyes alight in my soul
And for days after I can't let go
You'll linger long untill quietly, you're done
Love
Cascading down over me
Interchangeable solutions
Like liquid,
I'll run
Come one, come none
Is this the same for everyone?
For our own survival we'll hang on, for a moment then we're done
I'm crawling into this midnight sun
To infinate eternities, where I saturate in your arms
You are watchful and I, awake
Together we can liberate
And this perception lights the flame
You make me feel like a child again
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
Stíofáinín Aug 2017
Seeking infiltration we ravish the flow of time. Wrecked with lust. We intertwine.
Swine. I'll leave you broken one last time.
Aching for a sense of fire. Come and play with my dark desire. Challenge the rapture of the flesh. I'll take you when you're at my best.
It's moist inside this virtue. Its vital as I pervert you.
I've had a taste. I need to feed, I'm holding a sadist inside of me. Swallowing you when you're on your knees.
Oh please.

Your tears falling on a ***** floor when you confess you love me more
Stíofáinín Feb 2018
This house was once a home
Then in came the cyclone and swept the doors that guarded my core
Now the drafts blow in my face
Winds of an age level this place
Never looking back
Dancing in the wake of damage left behind
A conflicted frame mocked by time
This house used to be a home
Long ago
Taken to the ground.
Rotten soil where I was bound
Broken bones left in ruins, where peace is stranded to an empty plot
Frigid fortune I am fraught
Haunted by the cold breeze of time
it's hands on my face,
Hope once lived here in this place
When it was all mine...
Deserted and bereft the memory still stands; long after that breeze blew through these lands
I reassemble a castle with walls that won't shake
But still through a tiny crack, my heart escapes
Stíofáinín Jan 2019
He was a test, and I failed miserably
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
Stíofáinín Nov 2018
He was the ghost of all that we could be
And I, endlessly haunted by a vow for cruelty
I was the graveyard where his dreams went to die
But thereupon I remembered,
Someone once told me I could fly
Stíofáinín Nov 2019
Maybe I,
Don't know
Maybe if
Maybe so
How many more maybes until I let go
Stíofáinín Oct 2018
The soul that recognises an absence on the inside sends a conscious body in search
Though we know, what is missing cannot be found
It's lost in demons, tightly bound
Fraught to fill the gap
Forgotten projections bleed through these cracks
What was once misplaced never finds it's way back
Who was the first to leave
The first to erode a frail rationality
Just like the first lie
An ease of indifference to a misguided lullaby
A blow that resonates in the head
Maybe we're all better off dead...
diminishing any sense of self
Broken balance
Left on the shelf
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
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
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
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.
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
Stíofáinín Aug 2023
How can we bleed this heart without reason
The bullets are lodged and we keep on squeezing
A pain that knows no rhyme or reason
Solitary without a season
Emptiness, we keep on feeding
Suffocating and never healing
Until our eyes turn bloodshot red
Chocking out what should be dead
Killing myself inside of my own head
Relief, I'm waiting beneath bloodshed
But how do I believe when I'm so misled
I'll draw in our very last breath and try to reconcile this wound in myself
At the heart of the rapture
Deliverence will not be captured
And we won't live to expire
Not by blade nor flame nor fire
If I called it love I wouldn't be a liar
Conceal your secrets and bury desire
I see you now out of your shell-
You are the devil who brought me this hell
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
Stíofáinín Sep 2017
Floating fragments in the sky
Made of ash
They teffify
Gracefully passing me by
Disintegrating here, in front of my eyes
Compelled by natures tact
Lost in the taste
They violently brush my face
It's beautiful inside this broken embrace
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
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
Stíofáinín Oct 2017
Watching myself
ceaselessly adrift inside my own head
Where consciousness cannot be found
My soul is shackled to the ground
Broken by the weight of this heart in my chest
For the weary, there is no rest
In this habitat my mind is bound
Following the dead
To a chapel here, in the depths of this chasm
Inside my head
Stíofáinín Jun 2018
Down a path two strangers walked on separate sides of the trail
Divided by a future past
Cracked silhouettes with sins of vast
Cast asunder by shame and time
Their stories told intertwine
And in the night they run from dread
Blakened hearts pumping red
hand in hand in a collateral moon
They sat and waited, outwitting faith
Tied together in their own rot
Living trauma
Like flames take the moth
Forever he forsakes, and traps her in his eyes
she sees only his reflection in all the tears she cries
To reckless love, they were enslaved
She carried all of his hurt to her own grave
Over and over they took from one another till there was nothing left but empty shells
Contaning bodies of deceit and dread
He ran so far only to be mislead by his trepidation
Living and breathing the loss of his only rest, his own creation
Her arms
Cradling the dawn of make-believe
The means to set her earthly body free
But still her heart remains in chains
Bound by his eyes to never forget
The melancholy of love known only as regret
He will wake evermore and never know a untroubled slumber
In the night her imprisoned heart grieves
Locked in his eyes for all of time
He took her wings
She'll never fly
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

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