I'm an apostle of broken things
of bitter blows and sacred stings
the night turns weary inside the dark
the taste of death come morning

I wake inside this unholy night
broken against a fearsome light
blinded by music too much too soon
the ache of love gone missing

i.

Acid skies
Brimmed by dust;
Ancient eyes
Spilled by lust

ii.

Corrupting tongue
Lathered by oil;
A bomb for ourn world
It shalt be resoiled.




©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
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It's broken
In a thousand pieces
All the kings men yada yada
Yet still you attempt to rebuild
Diligently picking up the pieces
Are you a fool
For trying to fix
The unfixable
Or am I
for never Trying at all.

I have bad thoughts
I want them gone
But their terrible stains
Like grape soda
On a white suit
I have all sorts a chemicals
But they don't do the job
So I buy a tie
Get it just right
And pray no one sees it.

It lowers slowly
making you bend
it never stops
the strongest falter eventually
the weak just bow faster
there is no reprieve
no loophole to abuse
a timeless process
some call life.

The infinite problem with moving on
Is that you were my first love

The problem is I can be dangling
In a smile and the thought of you
It creeps in and it hits me

I miss you and every moment
I mess up way too much
And you and I will never be again
But I miss your kisses
I miss your smile
Your love making
Your laughter
The way you could annoy me
And make me love you more
All at once
I miss the feeling of leaning into you
Grabbing onto your shirt
Even though you didn't like it
I miss the way you looked at me
Like I was your world
I miss looking back
Knowing I loved you too
I miss the comfort
Of being able to eat in front of you
I miss the being able to hold my head
So high when I was naked with you
Because regardless of every mark
You loved every bit of me
I miss the simplicity
I miss the complexity
I miss everything
But I have to wave goodbye
Wave goodbye to every dream
That I had for us.

My mind wanders
often to places
i'd rather not be
you might say
it
has a mind
all its own
very meta
and aggravating
but whats a body to do
meditation perhaps
maybe some mindfulness
Ah such grand choices
there are other options
of course
but they are
a tad grim.