Bellie-boo

Bellie-boo Jan 2016

Wifi

It is coming and
Going like my wifi does
This is my life now.

In and out without
A receptor to lead me
In my journeying.

Bellie-boo Jan 2016

To live as me, To die straight.

In the End
we all fall
between
these lines
to slumber
in echoing
choruses
our breath
returning
if only we
could breath
At our end
we all reside
side by side
in straight
parallel lines
Adorn by
your wishes
of who we
were then
soild with dirt
tossed upon
us
Lowered into
your straight
simple grave
as what persona
you have created
In the End
we all lie
between
these lines
Contained
by straight
lines carved
into the Earth
In our Ends
we're all buried
as straight as
how you wanted
Our rotting corpses
abandoned to
be inflicted with
your desired image
of who we are
When we live
So why does
your opinions of
who we are matter
if in our End
you wont approve
you'll bury us straight
In our end,
So tell me
why we care
what you think
of who we are?
If you were going
to obloquy who
we are in our
End.

Bellie-boo Dec 2015

Gloomy Butterflies

Always conceal gloomy butterflies,
Never let them sing,
That is what they told me,
When I told them of my mental being.

Bellie-boo Dec 2015

Random words I have used #rearranged

Days walking away,
Kisses feel desire,
Cars pull endings,
Lungs fear death,
Anew pulse halts,
Civilization titers distance,
Scripts knife rhythms,
Anxiety faces silence,
Tomorrow mirrors endless waterfalls,
Apologies intertwine awful choices and flawless heavens,
We protect reasons,
Yet stain morals,
Ice told passing nearly fearing its spacious momentary dive into choking rhymes,
Than loses sparkling depth,
No meaning and the journey loses its gleam.

I went into the words section on my page and copied and pasted a whole bunch of words I have written in other poems in a random order to make a poem. Although it is not great quality it was really fun and made me think about the meaning behind the fragments as a whole. It was a great exercise suggested by a friend and I am suggesting this to you.

#randomword #rearanged

Bellie-boo Dec 2015

Practices are my Dates

I am on a date in this vast lake,
Every breath a kiss that lingers on my lips and lifts my lungs,
The weight of our time crashes into my hips,
The only positions I a familiar to,
Are butterflies and front crawl,
Laying my back,
The water surrounds me,
Pushing forwards,
Trying to break through.
I mount my block,
prepare to leap,
Spring forth,
Diving into the deep,
Water rushes in surrounding,
These moaning pleas for wind.
Sweat diluted in ecstasy,
Nanoseconds my eternity,
Adrenaline coursing through me,
I claw the crystal skin resting calmly,
A surface,
This is me breaking free.
Practices are my dates,
Water is my lover,
Technique our passion,
Winning my partner.

#swimming

Bellie-boo Dec 2015

Far beneath this sea of my own unforthcoming

Far beneath the sea,
I just want to be,
Terrified what I'll see,
Latent depth within my dreams,
I want to be,
I want to be...

Far beneath the sea,
I've fallen down,
Into this empty animosity,
Fearing what will come to be,
Depravity,
Depravity...

Far beneath the sea,
Single versus surfacing,
Foam now fills my being,
With endless enormity,
That is me,
That is me...

This is me,
This is me,
You will see,
Falling far beneath the sea.

Swooned by illicit felonies,
Abducted by my abomination's abnormities,
Collared by society,
Atrocity they make of my ideology,
Smutted is my impropriety to immorality,
Seams sewn from blasphemy,
Forming waves uncontrollably,
Capsizing my reality,
Aboard this shipwrecked audacity.

Far beneath the sea,
I want to be,
Growing cold gradually,
Drifting towards eternity,
Immaturity my morality,
Prodigy my immaturity.

Far beneath the sea,
Wishing to be free,
Crushed by pressure set onto me,
Breathless counting,
Breath unconvincing...

Far beneath the sea,
I want to be,
Swallowing my passing,
Choking on my obituary,
Stifling mortal ability,
In this sea,
Of my own unforthcoming...

Far beneath the sea,
I want to be,
Left lonely,
Lonely,
Lone as me.

I wrote this while listening to Seether's "Rise above this," therefore it may be nice to read while listening to it because it has the same type rhythm/flow.

Bellie-boo Dec 2015

Eternally pinning for You

Creating my own misery,
As I watch over you,
Others give me their empathy,
For loving you,
I want this to end justly,
But everytime I think we are through,
Your smile sends me into ecstasy,
And I keep on loveing you,
This peace is insanity,
Respond, please, give me a clue,
Take your time, I will wait an eturnity,
For you.