krissie

Aug 2014

Jacob Christopher

Sometimes,
Sometimes I can't sleep as horrors unforgotten slip their way through the thin veneer I have strung across a dark corner of my mind to hide these thoughts from the light of day.
On these nights,
On these nights I smoke a cigarette in shadows unbroken by the dim city lights and listen to a lonely cricket chirp and know at least we stand together in this midnight rendezvous.
In that I find peace.
Sometimes,
Sometimes I find myself unwilling to rise from my cold bed and face another strife filled day in a world full of challenge and misery that I was not asked but forced into.
Sometimes,
Sometimes I find my mind consumed by fear and hatred and anxiety inspired by a lifetime of bad decisions and worse luck in a seemingly never ending spiral of **** ups and shame.
But other times,
other times I find the smallest moments of bliss can rekindle the spirit and remember that goodness put forth will return if in nothing more than clear conscience and a light heart.
In the little things, I find peace.

#love #peace #hope #good #kindness #positivity

krissie Aug 2014

Electric Blue

Wait in a smoke-filled motel room;
Paint my nails electric blue.
Shave my legs with your razor.
Write a line or two.
Scratch my skin through your shirt.
Keep on playing our song.
Run my fingers through my hair;
You always liked it long.

Counted my blessings sevenfold,
Swayed on the railroad like a stage.
Made love to the night with your guitar;
While I scrawled across a page.
High on dreams and drugs.
Found a world stowed away.

And baby, you had a bad mouth.
Spoke some very wrong things.
But a warm old soul,
And a heart that was whole,
When you played against those strings.

But now we're both going mad, you and I.
Afraid we can't go on no more.
Told me I was your muse;
Now I'm not so sure.
'Cause you don't play the way you used to,
It's all disrupted cacophony.
And when I sit down to write,
The blank page taunts me.

And the time lulls,
Ages, withers down to unknown.
A dying pulse flittering beneath flesh.
Bruising against bone.
Cuts its way into the darkest corner of my mind.
Wonder if I should head home.

And the candlelight flickers down to metal,
As the rain suffocates the pavement tightly.
Two hours pass so fast,
Each tick feels like a mockery.
Take a pen,
And through this ink,
I see the world in bold,
Our world.
I should've known...

#love #feelings #life #sadness #alone #memories #hurt #relationship #thoughts #you

krissie Aug 2014

Going Down (Dare to Dream)

I'm going down, so absolve me of all my sins
I'm going down, for the losses I've taken to win

You gave up what you wanted
Had to measure up to someone else.
A backward glance shows they've gone away,
Now all you've got is yourself.
Now there's no laughter to fill the silence,
No one left to boss around.
You got caught up in the game,
You're just another face in the crowd.
Because you climbed the ladder,
But you couldn't reach above the skies.
Living and being alive aren't the same;
It's certain that everyone dies.

The water drips from the faucet
And echoes down the vacant halls.
And all the mirrors smile grimly,
At frozen phantoms on the walls.
Deadened is what brought you here,
So alive is your conscience.
You had it, your mind was so clear,
So name your next best option.
Money, power, glory--every word survives,
By the very use and definition.
They tried to warn you all along,
But you were too **** busy to listen.

Is this what you stood for,
Was this for which you fought?
To give up who watched you grow up,
To scoff at their miniscule thoughts?
You know you make a **** good life of trying,
Of successively succeeding.
But crude ambition is blinding,
As much relentless as it is misleading.
Dare to dream, but don't dare too far,
Always remember, don't forget who you are.
You're never good enough to leave it behind,
But always good enough to redeem your heart.

I'm going down, so absolve me of all my sins
I'm going down, for the losses I've taken to win

#sad #life #lonely #regret #world #alone #time #people #ambition

Aug 2014

Nebulous the Poet

Forrest Blues

Incarceration of the Imagination
Innocence is instantly lost
Angels and Demons are difficult to shrug off, so
when the rain falls, dance in it
because even too much sunshine can get you burned.
When roaming lands unexplored
Shout at the top of your lungs from the bottom of the valley,
and an eerie echo will emanate .

Don't be too guarded
You never know what you might protect yourself from.
Innocence is the key to Freedom. Set yourself free.

Inside the mind of a man mad with enthusiasm
resides the eagerness to express it.
Lend a helping hand
Don't follow footsteps, make your own path
During the day blue skies disguise what lies beyond the atmosphere,
but at night the stars reveal what's hidden to the human eye.
Endless opportunity. The desire to discover. Dumbfounded by the unknown.

Love like there's never enough to go around
Sing while others are watching
Show the world your lack of shame.
Understand that
you can't always be a hero, sometimes you have to be human first.

A perfect imperfection is the best complexion.
Reflections are molded by self-perception.
Don't ever be fooled by self-deception.
Three lefts don't make a right
But one truth can uncover 1000 lies so,
Be careful what you decide to hide.
You won't have it easy if you try too hard.
Focus on forward because
going back was never meant to be.
Frame your memories.
Envision keeping your dreams in vision
Drawing from mistakes when you need revision
Making the most of every opportunity your mission.

Soar to new heights,
but don't over-step boundaries
You don't want to end up the victim of a guilty conviction so,
ignite your innocence.
Let it burn and spread like wildfire.
Bring new life to forlorn forests',
Sing a song yet to be sung
Walk to the beat of your own drum.

The good don't die young, they die happy.
Happiness is absent without innocence.
Hold on to it.
Breathe in and let it go.
There's no time to be timid,
Resist the urge to second guess
because there's a first time for everything.
Your destiny is not a destination, it's a journey.
Travel with innocence, and you will never lose your way.

I was watching Forrest Gump the other day and was inspired by Forrest's retention of his innocence. So I thought I would try and write about it in a poem.

Aug 2014

jdmaraccini

Fear

Fear in, fear out,
I fear what I doubt,
I doubt what I fear.
Swing such banner over yonder,
until I am forced to stop.

I shout,
one tear, two tears, three,
drip, drop.
I sit on my throne and ponder,
there is no "I" in chaos,
who is at the door?

Knock! knock!

I answer not.

JDMaraccini
2014

#fear #doubt