Did you ever
Think on behalf of my feelings
Next time
Think of how selfish you are
When you say
I love you.

When I lost you
It was like
I lost the moon
and the sky

..(sighing)..

yeah..
that's what it was like

or even like
losing my keys
or a home to the fire
and even when
I had lost
my muse to write

..(lingering)..

wandering
today what you'd be like
my eyes you'd have
no doubt
my smile you'd wear
very real
wondering

..Nostalgic..

it was the worst thing

but all these similies
can either be rebuilt
or be better
But what God is not ready
to give back to me no more

is you son.

(INCREDIBLE INK- TEAM HAWAII)
© Copyright 2014 S.T  PARISH
Rebel of Eden

I,
individually divided,
we seen in dreams
together...... remaining as I wake.
Separated we desire, breathe,
the same.
A piece of a whole.
Go through through reality
and see.... obsessions, desires.... cosmetically
similar.
It is all so much simpler.
No matter
  the color or place,
face
or mother,
we....
are all the same.

I NEED TO TELL YOU
HOW I FEEL
YOU NEED TO KNOW
THAT ABOVE THE WORLD
IS HOW HIGH YOU USED TO PUT ME
AND HOW MUCH MORE
I HAD PUT IN
LIKE PINS AND NEEDLES
THERE IS NOTHING LIKE
NOT KNOWING THE DESTRUSTION OF THE FALL
WHEN I AM DROPED FROM YOUR TOWER
TO KNOW THAT EVERYTHING I KNEW ABOUT GOD
WILL BE CONTINUED AFTER MY BODY HITS THE FLOOR
I'M VERY SURE
BEFORE I CAN STAND UP TO BE A WOMAN
WHEN I STAND UP
DEATH IS IN MY FACE
I CAN FALL JUST LIKE THAT
RIGHT BEFORE YOUR PLACE
BEFORE WE RESOLVE OUR
COMTAMINATED ATROCITIES
BEFORE WE MAKE KNUCKLES CLASH
BEFORE OUR THROUTS STING WITH ANIMOSITY
AND WORDS BRAKE THE RULES OF POETRY
AND BEFORE WE CAN SAY HOW MUCH HATE HAS COMPELLED LOVE TO ESCAPE US
MY NERVES WILL GO BLANK
BEFORE I CAN SEE THE FEAR IN YOUR EYES
WHEN YOU RELISE
WHAT YOU HAD DONE
WILL NEVER BE RELIVED AGAIN TO FIX
MY FAITH IN YOU WILL TIRE
MY BELIEFES SCATTERED
THE PASTENCE LIVES IN YOUR MIND BUT YOU BOUGHT OUT FROM ME
THE PRESENT IS
A DAMAGED GIFT
TOMORROW IS;
UGLY THOUGHTS
AS WELL AS BESIDE YOU
IS COMPLICATED CARNIVAL
YET I LOVE YOU LIKE A SICK
LAMB
OUT OF THE COUNTLESS DOGS
YOU ARE A REAL MAN
LIVING MAD YET CAPABLE
WHEN WE NTERTWINE MAN AND WOMAN WE ARE ROMANIC PASTELS IN OUR EMPIRE
WHILE AROUND US CRUMBLES OUR MONUEMNT
WE WEEP TO STICH
ONLY TO BREAK AND *****
SO RIGHT NOW
RIGHT HERE
BEFORE YOU SHUT ME DOWN
IF YOU COULD MEET ME HALF WAY
NOT ACROSS THE SKY
BUT EYE TO EYE
WHEN I STAND UP
STAY STILL
HEAR ME
AND WALK AWAY.

(INCREDIBLE INK- TEAM JAGUAR HAWAII)
© Copyright 2014 S.T. PARISH Rebel of Eden

Someone write a poem for me
Or about me.
Just stroke my ego or something.
I'm very tired and I need
Something more than coffee
And stale cigarettes
To get me through the rest of this week.