Free my soul from your eyes
With full of hatred it cries
Free my heart with a space
With a full stop to chase
Free me completely from you
With a liberty to choose new !

To think love was true,
That feelings grew wildly
As beautiful as exotic leaves
Reaching out from alien trees.
The stars, they scream
And laugh at me
Can't I have a wish?
Can't I have a dream?
Is peace a thought so obscene
That serenity is found only in between
The sheets, and sleepy eyelid scenes?
Inject us with humanity
And let veins leak-
Drip and seep, into the darkness
Of our greed; these sickening feelings
That devours us like weeds,
Rooting deep inside of bones.
The route we follow since our birth,
Our comfortable home.
Hate is easy, it's harder to love-
The unknown
The unfamiliar, and foreign;
My heart cries for any pain
That any soul may be holding
I hold these heavy arms open
Ready to accept the sick and broken
Those covered in sin
And the ones lost- forgotten.
But I, myself stay unwanted
By me, this world is haunted.

This girl is a fool, to be used
Strictly for cruel amusement.

-SLuR

Some people die in Texas.
Some people die in Spain.
Some people die in their sleep.
Some people die in pain.

We were all in love with trauma.
We were all in love with the same
ideas we projected onto people
and disguised with their name.

I don't live in nine-eleven-land
and neither do my peers.
I've been monitored by other people's Gods
for twenty-two ******* years.
Coffee pots and cigarettes
stimulate my day
and keep the thoughts streaming,
that eventually fade away.

Some people die in Utah.
Some people die in Prague.
Some people never get married
or have the family dog.

We were all in love with status.
We were all in love with goals
that would make life poignant
and make ourselves whole.

I don't subscribe to the thought
that my thoughts necessarily matter.
If life is a horror movie,
then I'm the fake blood splatter.
Bible thumps and dead eyes,
are all part of my design,
and how I live and where I die
means to separate my mind.

Snakes slither meticulously
through blades of grass,
Inching towards prey; tasting
Fear, paranoia, blood.
Ears flicker wildly in the air
Facing any falling leaf,
Or rustling wind- listening.
Sensitive noses twitch; smelling
The putrid scent of death.
Clutched by freezing trepidation,
Time stands still in anticipation.
Overwhelming silence plays
On top of falling leaves and
Rustling wind; creeping into veins
That mark raised, shuddering skin.
Nerves pulse and hearts trip over fear
Echoing in frantic, hapless ears;
For they do not hear the beast's
Gentle hiss, as he bares his fangs
And claims what's his-
With sinking teeth in fragile flesh.
In this place no one is safe
From the basilisk that crawls
Between crooked vertebrae
And wrinkles of grey.
Scared to face the matter of
Death's toothless grin,
This place, engraved
Between delicate sheets of skin.

-SLuR

Creeping Death moves as Father Time.
The poet shall curse her own blind rhyme.

The men go forth to capture the Creeper.
They know of Death, but I know the Reaper.

I've done the journey called peering deeper.
The Source determined, "Yes, we need her."

My angel does not allow me pain and sorrow.
My angel carries me gently towards tomorrow.

Because, I have purpose in this chaotic life,
Whether girl or diva or suspect with knife.

And so, I sing, so do you.
*Challenge your barriers. They'll challenge you, too.

Time to get up
Make the bed
Let some sun shine through a window
Make some coffee
Take a shower as Taylor Swift plays on the stereo
Put on some jeans
Comb my hair
Put some lipstick on my lips
Read a chapter from a novel then run some errands
so my breakfast doesn't stick to my hips
Buy some groceries
Put them away
Write some poems until the boyfriend comes home
Wash some dishes
Watch a movie
Do anything that distracts me from feeling alone
Eat dinner
Have some wine
Cuddle and kiss babe on the couch
Eat some ice cream wearing nothing but his t-shirt
while I laugh to the point my cheeks hurt
It's 11:00 pm now
Time for bed
I lie down as his arms wrap around me
I let myself drift away
praying I don't get woken up by my anxiety