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 Jan 2016 Ariel Baptista
Pete
I'm dying in vain,
I'm closing my eyes with pain.
all the thirsts and all the stuggles I gain
will still remain.

those fame I dreamed of,
those Game I played,
those struggles I take
I will leave them and forsake.

to thee I struggled so much,
thy roaring sounds still bothering me.
to thee I cried so hard,
my words at this pass were vain and bootless.
remember when we first met

how I was so ****** up
and the ways I chose to deal with things

like a child, angry and out of control
rash decisions
drinking
***
cutting

and over these past three years

you turned me inside out
my skin is on the inside
and my heart is on my sleeve
Dec 11 2015
I was alone,
In this burning desire,
To be touched by you,
To be loved and loved,
And you take me soaring high up in the sky,
Getting me higher and higher,
But you let me down,
When you got what you need,
When you’ve fulfilled your lust,
And I’m free falling,
From Ten Thousands Feet,
Without you, I’m doomed,
Certain death,
And I crashed,
So hard, brutally injured,
Almost died you see,
But I know I’m strong,
At least my heart is,
But I am barely breathing,
From the free fall you lured me,
From Ten Thousands Feet,
I’ll survive cause I’m strong,
At least my heart is.
I am a pilgrim of divine , rugged convocations with my maker . Longing to trek the swaying fields of Newfoundland ..
At the rock encrusted deliverance with countenance eastward , overlooking the living waters of Norse legend , with mirrored thoughts of exploration and homeward voyage .
Copyright January 10 , 2016 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Actions are are damaging
as well as words, being sliced with invisible swords.
There are so many people out there who are in abusive relationships and I was one of them at the age of 17 and I was able to escape thankfully. This relationship affects me today although it's long over, things like this shouldn't be bottled up because there are people who care.
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