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Bryce Bartelt Dec 2011
Let go of your insides
Take apart your feelings
Throw a penny in an empty well
Wish on a forgotten dream
Steal an emotion from within
Dwell outside your normal boundaries
Tease your senses with bliss
And when the world bats an eye at you
Treasure that instant in time
Fear is only as strong as you are
Confidence will lead you
Hesitation happens at the wrong moment
And gratitude flies away
Discover and recover
Your born innocence
Bryce Bartelt Dec 2011
Wisk your mind to that special place
Let the world slip from your mind
Endure a peaceful ecstasy
Cherish all memories stuck in time
Embrace love with your entire body
Travel with your heart leading you
Feel creation all about you
Release all tensions peacefully
Memorize your cherished moments
And get lost in your special place
Bryce Bartelt Dec 2011
Angels let me be alright
Let me find
The certain un-faded
Passion in life
The one that lifts me
Past the heavens
Through mirrors of darkness
Along the line of sanity
Above past feelings
Portrayed as sour
Help me untangle life
Brighten up my soul
Let it shine
To far Universes
Letting it to be known
And shown through
The never-ending centuries
Of true passion
And a deep
Glowing luster
Of love
With no shame
And guilt
Still left dangling
Bryce Bartelt Dec 2011
Golden butterfly
Bring me warmth and love
I’m full of despair

Bright yellow finch
Sing me a song
Fill me with joy

Cold dark grass
Brighten up
Be happy
Bryce Bartelt Dec 2011
My claws dig into the damp sand
I twist my head and eye you down
This is my piece of putrid land
A place that my offspring will be around

My shell is my only true salvation
Allowing me to hide in plain sight
Not having to worry about isolation
Or moving at the speed of light

My jaw can keep me out of distress
It is the one true weapon I need
I am left with no one to impress
My attitude stems from eating devil’s ****

My prey is usually already dead
But I am also a very skilled seeker
I can always survive on an oyster bed
Because there is nothing weaker
Bryce Bartelt Dec 2011
I want to feel some passion.
It is something I can no longer ration.
Fiery has been confined
Deep in my unconscious mind.

Oh key to unlocking my desire,
What is it that you require?
Are you a tangible object,
Or something I can’t detect?

Without passion I shall remain
Living life in the slow lane.
Waiting for the perfect key
To set my feelings free.

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