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The Sky Has Seen Horrid Sights
And Cried Many Tears
It Has Housed Angels And Demons
And Every Single One Of My Fears
Wolves Run Freely Throughout My Dreams
And Though My Heart Is Breaking At The Seams
I've Learned To Love Them

Waves Crashing On A Ruthless Shore
All I Hear Is The Slamming Of Doors
All The Banging Shakes Me To The Core
A Shattered Soul Lays Broken On The Floor

My Stature Lean And Gradually Stiffening
My Green Eyes Miraculously Glistening
As Demons In The Dark Are Grimacing
And I Can Feel My Blood Thickening

My Hair As Black As The Wolf In My Dreams
Which Comes Running Everytime I Scream
It Heals The Heart I Wear--Broken At The Seams
It's Eyes Yellow With A Beautiful Gleam

The Sky Has Seen Horrid Sights
And Cried Many Tears
It Has Housed Angels And Demons
And Every Single One Of My Fears
Wolves Run Freely Throughout My Dreams
And Though My Heart Is Breaking At The Seams
I've Learned To Love Them
If you don't by know as of yet whom
I refer to as __,
you will soon enuf;

It is rare that I can go there so well, even on occasion for the destructive,
5th dimensional gifts running backwards, Houdini by grave doing back-flips,
for along with the Heart's of David Copperfield types wanting to know how,
can we pick up a few of these tricks, in other lifetimes my type picked up many,
places along of course through Kemet's of Egypt, and not so far back but,
is where I had to go on the endless effort of trying to find the magical child,
already gone by first of memories and I thought woot hoot I could juggle,
the woes of humanity or inhumanity as I see know, you know by;

justification of I don't see any more or less innocence or guilt,
round here but if there is such a great need when I saw it,
and figged I cud get through it, it was love for what else,
could there be and I do, be and fill so much very need;

but X'yzz....ah 'um once there was Shakespeare,
an era wrapping up by befalling heads wanting bread,
of whom exclaimed well if those are their terms and conditions,
'Let'em eat cake' ergo and or our newer foundations; but as far as,
I knew it and I wondered and pondered how why wherefore before,
someone who seems projective of who dare be Queen or Princess,
more than aristocratic, the vine of genetics, KISS keep it simple silly,
why war for this nonsensical stuff;

it's not the decadent decedent's,
but off Divine Spirit;

well money power sure can keep well hidden powers and you can,
hmmm get along for a spell but here a spell there a spell with each castle,
Humpty Dumpty oh well;

but now again is the Globe again along with Life,
the stage we are cast upon truly;

it's time for our own era's Renascence;

but last I knew them truly with all gifts 5th dimensional they and their darkly companions,
too now here they are onto years unmentionable, still can't honor it and I guess they,
just want death, not more than one way about it, they will try to out wait and hate;

hahaha,
but by me I've taught them all they know and no matter who they turn against me,
10k in a court room dey'd not dare a step by one in however remember Howard Hughes,
I would say I do always love and though too I am the one and only and best friend indeed,
even though I know I am the enemy, no matter what they say believe think and even feel,
but I love to play nice like thrice no mines about it,
giving all overly good information,
fairer than fair warnings;

they gather darkly more into about their hypnotic spells castings, kinda crazy all dead set against me, when last to save their own ***'s, there were some identity issues and class type things but they were, known as good in the end and yet we have yet again to begin;

'dey don't know themselves not even by here now this lifetime alone,
black art denialists wooing all about with sugary treaty's they bark bark,
but if they bit the wrong cat here to hard their teeth would fall out;

yet and the roots seeded here now for the better part of the show with new,
edit-eers producers rolling arts in, I know, I will, I can, I see these things always,
before they appear and blood bearing beings near on, ain't willing give or take,
some where and the billions of years the dust rocks and trees already are on;

all kinds of well you know, what we've got going round now along with a time,
to come from the woods of our hidings and out from the fear to be gods birth right,
citizens we played a lot of silly games of peeka boo pretend,
ain't heaven ain't here the list is long,
we know all to well
I
  Think
              I
                 Still
                         Love
                                   You
                                            Because
                                                           I'm
                                                                ­  Still
                                                        ­                   *
Afraid
BOOM**
The sound of my heart erupting
And pooling around my feet
CRACK
The sound of my heart breaking
And me dying a little more
Am I a monster?
Cheeks Flushed From The Cold,
Hot Cocoa Brewing,
Winter Secrets Better Untold,
The Snow Simply Wonderful--Ultimatly Wooing,
A Smile Sown Onto My Winter White Face,
The Only Thing Missing Is A Love's Embrace,
Perfect Snow Angels Litter My Front Yard,
And My Core Heating--Finally Warm,
My Heart No Longer Felling Torn,
Every Little Snowflake Whistling A Tune,
As They Slowly Fall To Make A Dune,
Winter--Oh Winter--What Would I Do Without You?
I'm so tired
Of crying myself to sleep
The pain of those awful memories
Sometimes It's like no one knows me
I am so broken
No one understands
I was crushed and defeated by those hands
And now I sit wasting away
Hiding beneath covers to scarred to face the day
I can feel it like a thousand daggers
Beating into my flesh
But I can't cry
And I can't feel
I'm starting to doubt if this is real
Maybe I should run
No I'm so done
I might as well say goodbye ...
Just feeling .... I don't know
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