Paranoia has become a normal emotion
Sweaty wrists
Is he coming for me
There is only a room full of lust
Hardened hearts, created trust
Still the world yells don't give up
Open your arms feel the aura of selfish love
Communicate with the gods to support a narrow thinking
The thick grotesque feeling
No worries
It forms mortality
You will be one with the kings
Morals never meant anything
Give into the need
The touch as the thorn crown presses harshly
No blood just crimson red sins bleeding

I can't do away with a broken soul, nor can I fix all the pieces. So I'm tearing out the pages of me, to ease this pain that never ceases.

Scribbled verses set in margins, that make sense only to those who choose to see. Erasing all the unspoken truth, that made a prisoner of me.

Dog eared pages I intended to revisit, one day when they made sense. Learning lessons from Humility, yet I've bent at her expense.

What is written in the book of me, no one would want to read. Demons sitting in the darkness, bickering over what they prefer to feed.

I put it all to paper, now I want to destroy it in the end. This book of me has come to be, my only confidant and friend.

A fluffy party dress
Pastels spiraling
Slivers of toes nails remain
Darken pain
His head hollowed
Her hands shake with remnants of his brain
It would be simple to blame evil
He was indebted and she was no longer patient
He could not value a jewel
A polished fool
She invited the ones craving
Like scavengers taking
Her skin sizzles in the ice cold sea
Her hair tender and breaking
She is dead with a spiritual drive
She warned the hosted heaven she wouldn't arrive

Cheerless sunsets have set me free
Just like the moons dreary face opened me
Terrors of the night have shaken me
But their earthquake roars and awakens me

All the Judas’s of the world brought me flowers
I plucked my finger on the blade of their thorns
My heart pumped blood pathetically, leaking
I was terrified, I dropped dead out of the light

I feel lost, but opened to a grand terrain
There are colors flickering in the chilling wind
Freezes first the skin then warms and frees within
I outstretch my arms and grasp the sky

I cannot fear for I do not care, welcome the unfolding
For this is life
e.s.

The tears pour down
hit sharp Earth's ground
it hurts my ears this drowning sound

I hear the cry from heavens sky
and I am still left wondering why

I know the time is running short
from angel tears my heart they court
I feel a weather changing chill
the atmosphere is feeling ill

How can I
a helpless me
help the ignorant
to really see
we need to change before it's done
our life on Earth is on the run

Cherie Nolan © 2016

So much is written
in between the pages of that book
If you're judging me by what is written,   you need to take another look

You don't know that I'm a mother
I've worked hard all my life
I raised little a family
I was my husband's wife

We had a little girl
who couldn't breathe right on her own
I wasn't even with her
I could not take her home
I had a little boy who now is six foot eight
I love my children dearly don't tell me it's too late

I  tried to be the daughter
My Father wished I'd be
I have the greatest people
who make up my family

Alone I carry burdens
not written anywhere
so don't you whisper I'm a coward
don't you EVER even dare

Like my daughters fight
to earn a spot here on this earth
what you're reading on those pages
shows nothing of my worth

I will not allow you
to trample
on my name
was given by my father
who'd put your *** to shame

I love my little family
dysfunctional and all
Your hurtful foolish words
well they really take some Gaul
I am quite intelligent
I'm sure you know it's true
I put you in your place
and now you know just who

I am.

Cherie Nolan © 2016

I breathe to live
However I find myself struggling
To catch my existence
Almost like it's not natural for me
I've seen too many things
To conceal the damage
I wonder how life would be
Inhaling clean air
My mind suffocates my breath
Which is why
I live my life
Breathing under water
Jl 2015