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Lost in the shade watching the shapes  
Into the dirt with rocks in your heart
Confronting penance  for the absence of time
Battled calloused hands melting for eras
Spinning trees out in the darkness
My eyes briefly dim
  As I stifle on smoke  
With hopeless climaxes and interpretations
The cradle that takes me to the depth of my melancholy
My eyes weave into your mortal will
I'm seeking what is real
Take me if you will
All through writing  this I could see a couple in there 20's.  He was a heavy drinker and she is praying to change him. She has a fall and he is gone. She says nothing to him. Her heart is heavy and she is weak from the fall. She loses the baby and the only peace she has is this cradle. She prays for god to take her. I was curious what you all thought. I can't get these people out of my head.
Jagged illusions as I fall to pieces
Abandoned humanity with a starless sky
Underwater waves with thundering treasures
A impassioned journey wandering into the bay
Kingdoms of peace and truth will set my way
My soul is startled and no longer mine
I feel like smashing out of my restraints
So I can exist
Shuddering to make my choice
Do I stay or retreat?
Floating like a ghost wraithlike and free
I forgo my way
Narrow cheekbones with smears of eyeliner
Restless ecstasy with pieces of pleasure
Painted bones with rotted lace
Extraordinary disasters entwined with unfair fractures
The haze of lovers attached like stones
False interpretations bursting into a profound state
Limbs oppressed naked and craving
The streets painted with lovers slippery and smoked
Skin stretched with the pain of perfection
I emerge broken and branded, forsaking my sanity
Hallucinating  into the yellow air
Harmony ,suffering, confusion and creatures
As the earth purges my anxieties
I fall so quickly
I have no time to prepare
Although this is nothing new
As I fear

My hands that feed our babies
And cook the food
Suddenly has to protect
I crawl upon the floor
Picking up the remnants of my tooth
Tears strain to appear
Forced to clean up the blood I made
As the rag soaks up the red
I hurry to be done

My son finds pieces of my tooth
He is excited the tooth fairy will come
I wish something magical would occur

Some ask how do you love him?
Why don't you leave?
I love this man with all I have
If I leave he will **** me
Besides I have no power over him
He is strong and I'm weak

My eyes were given to him now he can see
My mouth was given to him now he can breathe
My heart was given to him but nothing changed
On that cold winters day
The shot gun was so loud it made me fade away
I got the message loud and clear
The only thing I owned was fear
I don't wear it well ,in fact it don't fit
I never looked good in black and blue

We sit in the kitchen its a quiet night
You get angry and flip the table
Glass is everywhere I try to clean
You put your large hands to my face
As my heart does a race
My skin feels like it will tear
I hold still my eyes are in pain
I struggle to speak
I have no voice
This is not how I want to live
Hands are suppose to be tender
A kiss should be soft
Not a bite of the lips
I'm so weary
I'm lost
It's time to move on
I shall never return

He wants me one last time
I remain still as he undresses me
Pulls my hair as he enters me
Filling me with his sickness
I begin to bleed
Dressing myself as my whole body aches

Mysteriously he agrees
I know this may not be the end
But I walked through the door
Had my babies at my side
Something magical had happened
I became alive
I'm sure the punctuation is terrible it's late. Changed the title the other was to plain.
I'm out of time
To feeble to climb
The words of others
Ring into my ears
Do not be frightened
Your at peace here
God of the winds
Flying out of vanilla trees
Closing my eyes for the shadows to see
Battered poverty swallowing my youth
Hopeless staggering fractures  
The voice of anguish
Encloses the elements
As the oppression fades
I reach inside to pull out the taste of faith
I sink with horror into my own corner
The shadows begin to devour my sorrow
As the wind rises
My skull screeches without a sound
The journey lets me down
I wait for the flowers that will never arrive
Your my fatal flaw
Hunger embellished in your claws
As the towering tree twists
Pulling my breast consuming the breeze
Tasting my tongue ,  I have something to say
I dismantle my thoughts with my finger tips
Bitter and bleak
I unravel the crumbling tears that fall
As my spirit withers
A colorless blanket of fall
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