Eric Martin

Eric Martin Mar 2017

Scorching fire in the veins
Blistering flesh and wrenching pains
Poring water on the skin
Sheds of the flesh in massive strains
Tender muscle is all that remains
Will I ever win?
What's the answer to my sin?

Eric Martin Mar 2017

Fighting Off My Desire

I dream of tender lips against mine
I wish it would last till the end of time
Only a memory
But it feels so sublime

Glancing as our eyes align
Admiring their design
It tells more then words
I have never felt some thing so genuine

Thoughts so vivid and fine
I must get them out of my mind
Or else my heart will want some thing so divine
And It will consume my lonely confine

Eric Martin Mar 2017

Problems Writing

Fingers wither right when they started to slither
A tongue ready about to sung gets a stung and turns into a lump down the throat and forces a patter in the lung
Eyes cry and quickly dry as if to put on a disguise
The tunnel to the brain turns to a funnel from the pain; bundling all the thoughts again
A mental blister getting crisper being forced from a boil to simmer, sending the body into a shiver and after letting out a whisper
I won't write about that today

I don't care if this isn't perfect, I know the structure is flawed.

Eric Martin Mar 2017

Birds

Birds of a feather flock together
Birds who have a lover fulfil each other
Birds with a nest get some rest
Birds who are alone are left to roam

Eric Martin Mar 2017

First Attempt At Writing In Awhile

Give more for the ***** at the shinny heaven door
She's meek, she's weak but God needs some thing to eat

Read the scrolls and give your souls to that who controls
But you are all wrong and will all sing screaming songs while the suffering will be long

Burn more to let the fires soar, if only people could see the grotesque gore
Its a horrific sight that isn't right but from far away it looks like a heavenly light

Can't think of a title

Eric Martin Jan 2017

The Feelings Of Fall

At the end of autumn
When all the leaves have fallen
Turning the trees into twisted pillars and columns
And the ground looks sick and rotten
All I feel is melancholy and solemn
As I wonder if this winter I will be buried and forgotten
Or if this spring I will blossom

Eric Martin Jan 2017

Life

This is the way life go's
It ebbs & it flows
With ups & downs
Go one way then end up turned around

With pushing & shoving
Hate & loving
Pain & joy
For every girl & boy

Every one will laugh & cry
Every thing that lives must die
But to this world we are all bound
So hold things close or spread it around
For life is short
& its only meaning is what you have found

I don't like how there isn't much space in each line, I don't know if it looks weirder if I put the ( - ) connecting found to the top line or if it would look and read weirder if I just had found by it self with nothing connecting it.