Soaking in the calvery hills,
I am pressed againts..

bearing the gethsemene of my heart

.... he surrounds me

that dévil..
I know where it leads me
Drowned in chest below
and head

[useless]

and weary above water

...I feel nothing

Piering my eyes across the surface of the water
dark walls play an abstract to my empty dreams
left me optionless but I am not dying

...Not just yet

...But I am already gone

I have seeped my veins
I have wept the countless moons
But it wont end my fears

...it's cold in here

But I am still numb
Reaching deep on the inside not
to find anything emotional
I just want... life

...to never end
in the ones I love so much
more than I am supposed
to have loved myself.

(CRITICAL INK- TEAM JAGUAR HAWAII)
© Copyright 2014 S.T. PARISH Rebel of Eden

The cold grey of a January morn,
reflecting my spirit so utterly forlorn.
Was it pain I felt when I watched you leave,
or a chance for freedom and some small reprieve.

Only  Silence remained, as you closed the door,
heard your footsteps fade, like the waves on the shore.
Love never lingered, nor heard my plea,
it could only tear asunder,  in its bid to be free.

Now time owns my soul but you have moved on,
You embrace this new stranger and say he’s the one,
and if ere I wish the clock hands would turn,
to those flames of desire, where our passions did burn.

Now all I claim is this house full of tears,
with its memories and dust marking the years,
and my spirit remains forever bereft ,
of those things that you stole on the day that you left.

© H V Swan

"oh really, you write poetry? you don't look like you would"
"so what exactly does a person who expresses thoughts through writing look like?"
"no it's just that you are so manly and stuff"
"hmm...what makes me so manly? the way i dress?"
"that and you play sports"
"so let me get this straight, because i dress in boyish clothes and choose to stay fit through structured physical exercise i must be manly and also incapable of having the intellectual and spiritual ability to express my deepest thoughts into beautifully written relatable words?"
"i...umm...i didn't.."
"yes you did. before you judge someone at least make sure you know them. i may seem one way but trust me there are many layers to my being that you can't even imagine. i don't blame you for your ignorance because you are unaware that you even are, but next time you don't have an excuse"

Have you ever felt like you have a purpose?
Like you know that you were placed in this world
to make a lasting difference?
i know i am destined to change lives.
i feel that is and will be my riches.
not some paper with dead white men.
have you ever felt scared with that responsibility?
nervous that you don't measure up to the expectations
of the higher being that strategically placed you in this world?
i don't want to fail any of the souls who are seeking refuge
in a listening ear and a sincere heart.
I know I can't be there for them all but if i can be
for at least some...if i can show someone that they are
loved, strong, deserving of happiness, and that life is not as
****** as it seems but it is something beautiful, just like them.
if i can guide someone to see their potential and know that they
can accomplish good things and be thriving individuals
then, i believe, i can drift on knowing that i fulfilled my purpose

i look at individuals as souls, not bodies
bodies are temporary but souls are forever
and that's how i like to look at myself and others
as everlasting drifting souls.
some with direction and others carefree