S - Hello Poetry

S Feb 21

I would like to write something about home
Something nice

I just have to work out where that is first ..

Technically born a nomad
But with relations firmly rooted in the soil that feels softest to me

It’s in me to search
My blood shows me the way ..
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Though I am still searching for my worldly home,
I am journeying to the end of earth and up to the heavens
My final resting place with God

I hope to return to this soon .. perhaps when my heart feels more open

S Feb 21

Release me from myself

The devil and God are raging inside me

S Feb 21

Tear out your heart

These days I feel more anger than sadness
Never let myself lose control
Like punching a wall, breaking everything around me
But it feels really tempting now

To see the destruction inside myself
To see it in front of me
To see it in the flesh
For it to feel real

Would it make me feel any different?
Or it just release masked as more pain? Because in that case, my cup is overflowing and my bladder is full

S Feb 21

Untitled

Just look at you
Nothing but a mess
A mess
A mess
A mess
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I thought I was getting better

Can you feel the pain now? Can you feel it? Are you ******* PLEASED?
TELL ME IT WAS WORTH IT?
Just once
Tell me it was all worth it

S Feb 21

Sigh

Like a firm punch to the gut
You do that one thing
That thing
Where you aim for the side
But some invisible force
More commonly known as your ******* self
I’m sorry
I should say “ Very human weakness “
Drags that fist back the centre
And you hit yourself where it hurts

The pain used to be worth the pleasure
The pleasure
Always worth the pain
The pain
Never worth the pleasure
The pleasure
Never worth the pain
Wait
Where was I again?

Who do I apologise to?
Apologies obviously mean nothing to me
Because I accept them
And that’s it

S Feb 21

This is a simple song

and one day your happy song becomes laced with melancholy
But you notice that it sounds the same either way

So I guess it boils down to the fact that:

If your vision is pure, then the world is pure

It’s quiet, stormy, and I never broke the cycle
So let’s run
Run run run run run run run

S Feb 16

I’m calling out to you ..

I have a voice .. but it keeps getting lost in the ether