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 Apr 2013
James Ellis
Wondering where to wander next
I calmly collect my thoughts.
I realize that revelations reveal
truth thoroughly through the mind.
Hoping I hear the higher power,
I meditate mending my mental.
Posion, passion, and possessions
become bitter but better then before.
Fear forms from the hidden forest
and death desires the depths of my soul.
A light leaks through and I learn
I'm sad, sorry, sorrowful, and need to start over.
 Dec 2012
MoMo
I am weightless,
Zero gravity.
My ears pop,
No chewing gum.
Synthetic leather squeaks
Under the pressure of my little hands,
Take off.
The city shrinks outside my window.
Lights like stars blink on the ground.
Generic food smells mix
With the feather soft voices
Of flight attendants.
We're almost first class.
 Dec 2012
MoMo
The burning sun sets on the horizon.

The fires die away.

Everything black and crumbling.

What were once great buildings float away on the wind, dust.

And night falls upon the charred wasteland of empty dreams.
 Dec 2012
MoMo
The city is on fire and what a beautiful display.
Flames lapping at charred bodies.
Buildings already just crumbled heaps of stone and steel.
The soft tinkling of glass on the cracked and broken sidewalk,
Screeching police sirens already too late to save them.
The sweet sound of a death scream pierces the smoky night.
 Dec 2012
MoMo
I wish she was still here
That girl I let drown
Oh so long ago
Before the hurricanes came
The ones that took the rest of her
Away
Oh so far away
Past the horizon where heat lightning
Strikes the smudge line things
I assume are people or better yet
That I hope are
Me
Finally coming back to the empty
Turtle shell-like thing left
After the rains came
The rains that left me hollow
Like chocolate Easter bunny
Lies
Told to little children
Children who will believe everything
Is gonna be alright just because
Momma said so
Because everything is even though she is
Gone
Forever lost to our growing hands
Always reaching for more
Even when there’s nothing left
To fill our empty hearts
Longing for something other than ever-present
Rain
Angel’s tears turned to searing silver
Bullets trying to pierce me
Though there’s nothing remaining
But a healthy 5.11 skeleton
Living through life just waiting to
Crumble
Like old walls or old cake
Even though it was frozen
In our memories for eternity
Our version of heaven
When we gave up on the everlasting
Life
Was promised us, but people break
Promises, bones, hearts, things
Never to be fixed again
Even when we used Elmer’s glue
The strongest thing we had besides
Love
Which I can never give
Though I’ve tried to
Keep the double edged blade away
So I wouldn’t get hurt
So I wouldn’t have to experience
Death
Something so complete so final
The empty darkness weighing a ton
Though there’s nothing left to hold
No friends or family no lover’s last
Kiss upon soft lips meant only for
Nevermore.
 Dec 2012
MoMo
I hate that she can’t see any more.
That her vision has gone black.
She can’t see how beautiful she is through the veil of self-consciousness,
that shrouds her like fog.
I wish she would take my hand, for once, and let me lead her through the swamp of self-doubt,
past the monster she thinks she can see in the mirror.
To a lush oasis called Perfection.
If she’d take my hand just once,
I’d show her just how to walk on quicksand without sinking below the surface.
How to go from “ugly” to “beautiful” without the aid of pain.
I wish she’d take my hand, for once, and let me be her guide.
If only
just once.
 Dec 2012
MoMo
Break me
Shatter me
into a trillion pieces.
Throw me into the wind
like ashes,
let me fly away from life.
I’ll glitter the way stars do-
Brilliantly.
Just watch me light the sky
On fire.
Instant incineration.
Only particles of dust will
Remain.
Watch me burn with a grin.
No regrets.
Wear the smile that was in my mirror
Like a silent farewell
As I glitter and shine,
while I turn
To dust.
 Dec 2012
MoMo
Her eyes are hollow pools
Through which you think you can see the bottom.
What you think are the glittering
Smooth pebbles on the grainy bottom are really
Just the backs of the horrible monsters that swim
On the surface of her tattered soul.
Just. The surface.
Farther down, past those horridly
Beautiful creatures, in the darker,
Colder waters even more things swim.
Blind to everything, but the destruction
Of the few drifting remnants of
Her true self.
And even further down are the
Bones of her lovers,
Her family,
Her friends…
The people she never wanted to be
Dragged down,
Drowned. Along with the emotions
She never should have had.
They sink, slowly, in the silt of her consciousness.
Some with grim-bone grins and silent screams,
Others with spindle fingers reaching
for a surface they’ll never see again.
 Dec 2012
MoMo
From the inside out I burn
For eternity I yearn
To be normal

Not to need an escape
Just so I don’t break
To be normal.

Not to feel like something’s consuming me
Entirely.
Whole.
To be normal.

Not to see the worse before the best
To forget all the rest.
Not to tell another lie.
Not to wish that I could die.
To be normal.

— The End —