Eccedentesiast

Eccedentesiast Apr 2015

better

it would have been better if i was gone
for i have no strength or power to carry on

it would have been better if i disappeared
for my mind and soul had been smeared

it would have been better if i just fade
for my heart has been shattered and played

it would have been better if i died
for i was toyed, torn and lied

Eccedentesiast Dec 2014

Truth

There I lie awake
Under the stars,
I hallucinate.

Thinking of what I could be,
of what I could feel,
and of what I could see.

I open my eyes to see,
that I am just behind bars,
that this is my reality.

I wish I could find,
the better side of the deal,
with all the goodness intertwined

idk

#truth #reality

Nov 2014

Laurel Elizabeth

The Hospital Bed Petition

Kiss me.
                                 Kiss me, soft, as I am… passing.
          kiss me while my lips are burning, while I yet believe in romance
                                  with soft blush face,
                                                                 hammer heart,
                                                                                        sloppy eyelashes.

                     Lift me.
   Lift me like a child on stilts, elevated above the feeble dreams of adults
                                            with tendons taught,
                                                                  fingers splayed,
                                                                              playing my hair like seaweed

bless me.
                              bless me with your consciousness,
          with your most pensive furrowed brows
                                                         with your aspirations
bless me with your future.

Feed me.
                                    Feed me at my bedside—but not just tepid broth.
                       Feed me the window view
                                                     when my eyes forget to flash,

Feed me the sky

Free me.
                          from the IV,
                                       the monitors,
                                                          the smell of chlorine

          So that it may be you and the moon
that sing my last lullaby.

Eccedentesiast May 2014

Envy

I envy the stars that light up the sky,
That you look up to when you’re sad,
That you count when you can’t sleep.

I envy the moon that shines brightly in the sky,
That you stare at when you feel bad,
That gives you light in the midst of despair.

I envy the rain that showers you from above,
That you cry with in times of misery,
That embraces you with its small drops.

But most of all, I envy no one but the one you love.
The one you love who doesn't cheer you up.
The one you love who doesn't care.
The one you love who doesn't love you back.
The one you love who just broke your heart.

I hope you love me just the way you love the stars,
The moon, the rain,
And the one you love.

Part 1 of envy. The real poem is missing. -_-

#love #sadness #moon #rain #stars #sky #despair #envy

Eccedentesiast Dec 2013

broken

The cold never bothered me
But the heart break has severed me.
Our love was once inimitable
You and I, we were incomaparable.

To me, you were the heaven's sent
But you scarred me, made my life bent.
I'm scared to fall in love once again,
I'll never fall in love, no, never again.

My broken heart is beyond repair
All I need is your tender love and care.
You gave me sleepless nights,
A broken heart and a love fright.