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Celine Nguyen Mar 2015
The Twin Souls speak to me,
During the desert suns and
Tranquil moons,
In its greatest oracle,
They tell me
‘Save yourselves or
Remain unsaved’.

They took me to Egypt,
On the magic carpet that
Was dowsed in my room-
Some may call it a rug-
But for the Twins,
They flew during majestic
Seamless heights.

Nights I look back,
On how my twin was created,
How our paths had crossed
And how lucky
Even blessed we’d been.

Days I look forward,
With my twin and I
Drenched in Kelly Green in our ceremony of
Or seduced by the sun,
Escaping Methodist systems,
And enchanted by esques’ in the forest

Other nights,
My twin was gone,
An empty burden I felt
Swell my chest.

On those nights,
I prayed to the Souls to which
They promised
to keep us together

Some times the Twins advise me,
‘Do not set yourself on fire
to keep others warm’
‘Other people are not medicine’-
That is, except for the Twin Souls.

I taught my twin
Lessons of life,
And she taught me
Lessons of gratitude.

I must admit,
We were both a bit
A bit Distressed
[Still dressed to impress]

When time has run out,
Hope is lost,
Spirits are killed,
Demons are in disguise,
And hell breaks loose

I pray to the Twin Souls,
To hold us eternally whole
In the wake of the full moon

Because my TWIN SOUL,
Will never escape
The Encased LOVE and PURSUITS
For she is a true work of
Celine Nguyen Mar 2015
You couldnt tell me all of your [sea]crets, So shore it would encase me in an ocean of hell 
that I wouldn’t want to sail amongst

Where I lost myself in your he[art], For all I ended up with is a heap of your [pain]tings

It was I, that has fallen for the idea of you
 through the sin[sations] 
and proclamations of something abyss

As for this Fountain of youth which never 
dictates our age just replenishes 
our space
, Calcium is what
 makes bones stronger but the Milky Way 
isn’t a piece of chocolate that can
 satisfy such a sweet tooth

Such as the moments that 
you sought [***]fort in me.
Celine Nguyen Mar 2015
You're an addition
Never felt this kind of friction
Though this friction
                            also felt a little fiction.

I knew it from the start
Speculated how you would fluster with my heart
but I took my chances anyways.

Addicted to the way
Your fingertips trace my skin
Gasping to the way
You're pulsing in

Gave me goosebumps
           Blood pumps
Adrenaline kicking in

I listened to your hopes and dreams
Compositions of your music
Who was I to think,
         I was just one of your muses

Who knew a little fame
Could mess things up so much?
You're Possessed,
The way you're perceived
Cant believe,
                    How I was so deceived

Guess it was the little demon
                              inside of you
The Devils mental
                              inside of you.

You continue to look me in the eyes
                          telling me pretty lies,
just to leash around

Not because you wanted me,
                                  loved me?
No. Because you needed me
       to boost that enormous ego

You needed self assurance
because of your insecurities
Your belittled and reflective images
every sense of your being

You would crumple me up
                dispose me...
Recycle me.

But maybe
       maybe I have this all wrong
Maybe I'm the addiction,
The Addict

So who's the one really at a loss?
I may have lost you
But the blues will forever choose you.
Celine Nguyen Feb 2015
the emptiness that dawns on me
images conjured in my
only to have left me blind

i thought i could suffice
such an hour
but that hour turns into days
and those days...
all those days for you to have stayed away.

long fights
empty nights
only to leave the Devil
to shine his light of fire

He leads me down
the realm of Hell
controlling my soul
holding me whole

the rope intertwined between my fingertips
i desperately
hopelessly and
try to stand on my own two feet

but sometimes i feel that
the only thing it sound intertwine
is my

shots of sake
transfer to
shots of bleach
in order to drown the emotions
of being so bleak

'open your mouth'
He whispers
'pain will no longer exist here'
He smirks.

Jack Daniels
Richard Hennessy
Remy Martin

'they're your friends
baby girl,
they'll love you when no one else will'
He taunts.


'they all taste the same,
its like candy'
He promises  

Hell Dust

'Its a gift from Earth,
just trust me'
He demands.

my savior
and I
the distressed

my master
and I
the slave

still Satan
and I
in satin

one minute to be saved
they tell me,
save yourself or
remain unsaved

in the lonely hour
where there is just
and voided love

I declared
not to be saved

— The End —