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136 · Jan 2017
Perspective.
Some times I just, ache.
I just quake.
I can't give in
Or take.

Sometimes I just cry
I just lie
I can't live
or even die.

Sometimes I wonder
Who you are
and if you were
and about your scar

But you know that all means nothing.
136 · May 2018
Oh you make me think
Your ***** failure came to visit
My schizophrenia recited it's coils
Thoughts of anxiety
And writhing in my own skin.
I wanted two different things.
For this to work, my love flow to you
And yours back to me
Uninhibited
That free flowing connection I seem to have with so many people.  
Because I am strong and loving and patient.
But your ***** failure came to visit
And it brought revelation
In such a narrow minded translation
And you both preached of death
And evil
And releasing all suffering
Once the body stops beating.

I tried to show my rhythmic patterns
I wound up all my music boxes.
I said I thought we should appreciate
Each moment we are breathing.  

You both seemed offended.

I waited for you by the window
Wanting hard for you to stay
But when you both walked in the door
It was clear we were not the same.

We never were.
My mother, and then the grand
The lineage of my ancestory.
But how am I so different
From anything you'll ever be.

Wrapped to tightly in bible paper
And the law of the land.
Fantasizing about the day you die
So you can be with God

And you tried to tell me bad news
And I told you i already knew
I was not effected by the chaos
But you had more speech to ensue
And you spewed
Oh you spewed
Of every terribly saddening thing.
And I laughed out loud at your struggle
At your death mind writhing.  
And you looked to me as if I were trouble
Laughing at tragedy.
But I responded to you gently
With every body dies
And you went back to your speech
Of how only the good rise.

Aren't we all just holding so tightly
to these bodies
that we pray for an after life
I'm learning to appreciate
the life that I was given
And to trust that I've already risen
From the compounds of pleasure
And the lust from your wombs
And In the end
We will all have our tombs.
My grandmother. A spiritual warrior who was gifted so intensely with psychedelic and energetic experience yet with in the confines of modern Christianity and jehova witness ship she found her self stifling the very thing which was trying to born itself with in her. Never have I met a person so close to the truth yet miles away... and my mother, a self proclaimed satanist, ex ****** /****** **** Christian
Who has played all the roles mythology has to offer.

Then Comes me.
What do I have to offer?
135 · Jun 2017
You hung up on me
Stinking stingers electrocute my brains
burn my flesh and the smell is profane.
I always loved you
but i was never sane
So just for you
I will now refrain.

Hold my judgments
I'm not trying to wrong your rights.
I just want you to soothe inside.

Hold your judgments
its not me who doesn't care.
I just try to be aware.
135 · Jun 2017
Little sister iii
I wanted to protect you
I wish you could stay a child
forever
and i could take care of you.
you would never have to cry
you would never have to try
i would do it for you
I would give it to you.
You would never have to hurt yourself
you would never have to suffer
I would destroy myself
I could be tougher.
If things could just be different
if you could be less damaged.

If i could have prevented
any of it from happening
anything that harmed you
I would have.
I had no control.
I wish you didn't blame me.
Just because i was all you had
doesn't mean that's how it was suppose to be.
We both needed something,
we both needed someone.
and you had me
but i missed our parents
and you had never known them.
135 · Feb 2017
Self injury
I swallow hard
Its not difficult for me to
Tolerate.....

Pain.



I dissociate on levels you would never understand
because its more difficult to consciously
hurt yourself.

its way harder to hurt yourself
than it is to just forget
That the veins your strumming
With the pick of a razor
are your own
134 · Jan 2018
Sandy
Fantasy living

Fantastically giving

Moving through the ocean
of air.

How much space falls quietly
in between us.

Or do we even care.

Can we measure empty space
and say its truly miles in between.

when Reaching out is all it takes
to sew in a seam.

and the bridge would never fall
unless we burnt it to the ground.

We'll be living in all the oceans now.
134 · Apr 2018
Monogamy
Whisper softly,
no need to raise your voice.  
I'm Here just like always,
that is my choice,  
and I'm listening to you,
just like everybody's wanted.
You finally found some one to tell
all those things thatve left you haunted.

We are enclined to hide
yet we find comfort in exposer,
we are wired to lie
at the risk of some one getting closer.

But I'm tired of garments
hiding my truth
I'm tired of guilt
staining my youth.

And I want you to know,
that you can be free.
If you just let go
and put your trust in me.
134 · Apr 2018
tired
Trance state and calling
Why I pain my own flesh
Why I excruciate each thought.
Who am I reacting to but myself
Do you want to give me my release
Or am I just here for you.
Some days I feel hung
Others not so
And then in that
I taste selfish on my tongue
Can I realize my pain for what it is?
134 · Jun 2018
random not
Watching the sun come up
So then I'm dancing in the rain
Feeling pleasure and such
So then I'm happy with pain.

And all these other simple things
Which life so wants to show me
And all these other simple things
Which life so wants to grow me.

And things which happen
It all has some purpose
134 · Mar 2017
My role
Call me your mother, call me you sister
You wife your friend you minister.
Call me when things get bad
as long as you love me when I am sad,
Call me all day and call me all night.
Wait for me  in the back if things get tight.
Meet me in the front if you want to fight
Call me your enemy if your not that bright.
134 · Mar 2018
Just try instead of suffer
Suctioning out the blister leak
The wounds infected again
And I tried so hard to keep it clean
....
Didn't matter in the end.
....


Exactly what do you mean,
This was avoidable?
134 · Mar 2018
Runny yolk
Why don't you just cough on me
Enough of this down your sleeve
You breath on me
Your exhale is sweet
We share spit and we share drinks
But
There you are coughing down your sleeve
I know youre scared
Is just Human instinct
But I'm not scared of your disease
I know your failings I know your needs
I know your sickness
I watch it bring you to your knees
I'm just not so weak
My immunity is high
And if you cough On me I swear I won't die.
134 · Jul 2018
your eyes
Send me the memory of
Everything you thought I'd be
Send me your memory
Of what I was meant to be
Cause I keep on forgetting

Your eyes....

Are so beautiful
If I could see what they see
Maybe life would be meaningful
Oh your eyes, they are so beautiful
If I could see what they see
Maybe I would be meaningful.
133 · Jul 2018
word
If word creates
Then every thought changes things.
Stop thinking those things that **** you my love
That's the only way you'll survive.
133 · Mar 2017
Young pup
I am perplexed by your ability to ignite such rage with in me.

See you speak and I  hear nothing but white hot anger well.

and You slow your voice and the drippings hit the floor.

Hit the floor like me, every time you raised your hand.

I remember the feeling, I can conjure the day

They way you would throw fists in my face

Really swept me away.

The way you would lose all control
all proportion, all authority.

She hit me again, I am trembling.

She tried to hug me this morning and I


fell to the ground in fear.
I flinch like a dog whose seen to many

back hands, guitar straps, branches from the fallen tree.
To many arthritic swollen fists swinging toward me.

This dog has heard one to many times

"I ******* HATE YOU" from the breast who fed it.
132 · Mar 2018
Cascade
Shadows kiss me good night
Dancing before my splayed lids
How could I ever ask them to leave.
So assembled so straightforward.
I can barely shut off the view
Of light wave after dark rolling cloud
Swallowing space
And then itself.
Patches of brown
Red
Black
Shadows kiss my eyes good night
Which is why I never sleep.
132 · Mar 2018
Softly
Shadows cast across the cracks
Show me all your stories
Etching all your glories
In sandy imperfections
Scattered on your skin
In subtle expressed emotions
Emerging from deep with in.
Your ugly is so unflattering
But your give is so  adorning.

You flatter me In sacred scents
Something primal in what pulls me.
Dancing thoughts
Flooded emotion
Drive to become at one.

So simply I can't understand
Why we have two bodies.
What's the use in separation
If we ate only driven back into eachother.  
I dont know
I
132 · Nov 2017
Golden rung
Sweet Golden rung
You expel such beauty
then when day is done
Its like you never knew me.

Cradled glitter
Your left with out air
You night time sitter
Dew drops in your hair.

Bitter orange pulp peel
You tiresome fool
No time to heal
No time for you.

Echo Golden cast
You play life so stride
You live so fast
you've got nothing to hide.

Sweet golden rung
Your prepare such ember
When day is done
You never remember.
these eyes have never seen
what these skies have done to me
and i guess it never was as easy
as i claimed it to be.

these eyes have opened up,
but the sky it closes shut.
And home is all but nothing
I've held to for ages,

and it all comes crashing down
just like i always said it would.

Because they sky's don't know the meaning
But the eyes can see the point
that the life here that i'm leading
is living in joint.
and us we are all bleeding
Waiting for our anoint.
131 · Jul 2018
quack
Sever every broken end
I don't have the time
You were never a friend
You have proved them right
I never needed notice
I never needed care
I always knew
There would be nothing there.
And that's alright with me
If that's alright with you.
You made the choice you choose too.
Be the one to.
Walk away yeah your the one too.
You walk away.

I ******* hate you.
130 · Sep 2017
commune
speak to me in chords
in sighs and silly glances
in pages of thought
in deeply loved romances.

speak to me with love. with ever tiring desire.
speak to me of god, of something so much higher.
130 · Jun 2018
suffer
Your Solutions to my emotions
Become frustrating
Like I can't feel
And I know I do the same to you
130 · May 2018
Oh unfair love and life
Wishing you the best in life , Fair tragedy
Fair loving stake , Fair breathing down your neck... Wishing you the most in life
The most in love, The most In your head.

Wishing you were closer than Arms distance away.
Wishing you were just inside me
Melted into my brain.
Why are you another being
I feel that we aren't so whole.
Two parts having been shredded
And now, These fleshen fleeces coverin my bones
And holding my mind with In it so lyingly.
I want your conscious to hold my conscious
I will be the subconscious
If that is what it takes
I will be the shrouded secretes
And you can be awake.
Just let me in
129 · Apr 2018
heal
Broken parts want mending
in catering to your sentimental
and making grave stones
To hold the weight
Of your greif.
I want not judgment
Or thoughts of what could have been.
But the acceptance that my wombs fruit
Decayed
Before it could be
Displayed
and my heart will never beat
In my fruit
Not that fruit.
Pray for new fruit
Someday fruit.
But not that fruit.
It decayed in the dirt
And I'm sad.
But I hold my grief
In wind chimes and grave stones
And sentimental is my pain
For the imaginary happiness
If things had ripened.
128 · Jun 2018
evole
You fragrant thoughts
Swirl all around
My head
Such sweetness
From with in the mind
Of something
Quite like an angel.
I'm moved by your tendency
To try.
You have something so
Powerful.
Your efforts never swayed
By your failures.
Oh you know how to live.
127 · Mar 2018
Cheese and love
If you've got something to show me
Well I would Love To go,
And if you've got something to tell me
I would love to know

Your every movement catches me
I'm curious you could say
And every day I follow you
Becomes a better day.
127 · Apr 2018
Monarch
If it were possible to say something
More or less peneatratable
Would I have the conscious ability
To decipher how to reach
The furthest depths of you
Or would I choke under the pressure
Of getting you.
Would it just stop me in my tracks
To understand
I could change you as a person
With the right combination
Of some made up language
Which our ancestors have been evolving
For centuries.
That gives, let's talk a whole knew meaning
What am I doing to your mind?
127 · Apr 2018
Throne
Steam pressed cheeks
Mine to yours but think
Polorized.
You couldn't give me any more of your face.
But I would take beyond time
And hope you can breathe.
127 · Feb 2017
Unity
This dance we dance
these steps we take
This one last chance
to fix a mistake

I try to love you
You watch me break.

You know I love you
You know the stake.

We move together in waves of

pride and
days and nights


last longer now.

We move together in Stripes
of paint and Alcohol
It dries the air
it makes us faint
Makes us small

We move together, in shades of thought

My soul in yours
in eachother's we're caught.
127 · May 2018
something incredible.
Soaking in all that you are
Bringing memory to me
Of every time that you move
And everything that you be.

Astounding, is the night time air
Only when it crawls through your hair.
Pressure is the feeling I get
With you in dew grass that's wet

I want nothing else
But to stand here
I want nothing else but to stand here
And watch the world spin round
In your face  
right here on the ground
I am watching the world spin round
In your face
It's all there....
126 · Jan 2018
Oak grove cemetary
A grave stone shaped like a couch
I assume they chose it for a reason.
So I sat.

I didnt know them, most of these graves so old
no one to visit any more any way.

I was higher than normal and needed a place to be.

It wasn't as lonely as it seemed either
surely not as lonely as the corpses below
with their best sunday dresses
and suits for church.
watch from a lover
ring for god.
what ever.

I wonder if they were happy i was there...
if they were angry?

I wanted to dig up their bones but instead i sat on the grave stone.

It was shaped like a couch
and I assume they chose that for a reason.
so I sat.

Under the canopy of a beautiful tree
staring into the blue
feeling judged by driver bys,

Of course I know whose burried here,
its my great great great uncle aunt nephew.

Like they even care.
But still I feel like i could get introuble.

The grave stone was shaped like a couch
i assume they chose it for a reason.
So i sat.
126 · Jan 2018
Check it
Beckon me in to the stratosphere

show me all the way

I never wanted to be so near

to the never ending day.

But this one moment

has pulled me in.


Im sick of yesterdays
pulling me back
and tomorrows
pulling me forth.

But this one moment has pulled me in.

Im sick of past tense memories intruding

on this one moment thats pulling me in.

I'm sick of relating old to new

this one moment

I'm sick of everything that gets shoved in the way
of this one moment.
126 · Mar 2018
Cycle out
Winter has been aching .
For the lives it's been taking.
All in reactionary course
Reverberating universal remorse.
Echos in the ice cannon  Of the wrongs we commit
Crying to the winter for a one time requit.
But all in reactionary course
Humbling us with tradition of remorse.
126 · Jun 2017
little sister i
You destroy me
I think of every time you have ever hurt me.
I have been living my life in guilt
from the moments i lose my temper.
You push my buttons
tear me down,
you don't even see the damage that you do.
You don't even realize how much i love you.
You have always dominated me.
You have always controlled me.
I wish i could have controlled you.
I lived my life wanting nothing more
but for you to be perfect
and i could carry all of our damage.
if thats how life worked
125 · Apr 2018
ponderingmeander
Dressing tedious
an easy pie
her black night Shimmer's
Controlled Sublime
I ask myself why
Who are the edges of my seams
rip up what's supposed to be underneath but I don't like it there anymore and I don't want it there
Black Knights Shimmer
It is in her hair
Blue Notes of Tangerine only when they're under moonlight
My qualities are growing dimmer my time is passing by me
but her Black Knight Shimmer brings me back
The water softens and Echoes the reflection back into the sky and I
I always ask myself why
And who are the seams that Hold Me Together and where did the dreams come from and where do the ideas come from and where does the mind come from and what is my mind truly trying to do and what is it trying to grasp and why is it why is it why is it still trying to survive
125 · Mar 2018
Give
Your subtle expressiom calls me
Devoted disciple
Anything to heal you
I feel the change in your weather
Son gone astray
Mind gone loose
But there's still hope
As you're
Reacting to my every move
So I take charge
You could say I control you
Or do you control me?
I move in accordance to your shifts
I am aware of your expression
I find ways to change you from
Worse to better
With my own actions
All in love I say all in love.
Decisions made to better your day
Who am I to sway you
From your independence
But a lover full aware of your dependence.
We all need guidance
And you hold my lead on the other end of the field
But today your losing footing
And I'm carving stairs at your feet

So don't fear treading further up
This mountain we call life
I will always be one step ahead
I will always be in your bed.
I'm not addicted to drugs
I'm addicted to being high.

Choke me out
cause i love to die.

And then come back,
all electricuty...

sad to say noone ever knew me

Like I know me.

I'm not addicted to drugs

I'm addicted to being high.

I promise you that

I could never lie.

Its just that an altered state
is what I am seeking.

Those are the seeds I sow
and with luck, what I'll be reaping.

No, it doesnt take drugs
to alter the mind
and Im still learning
but im sure I'll find
what I've been yearning

and this this pain
from the constant burning
will go away
124 · Nov 2017
Narcissis
Santa Clause was never real for me..
I guess it was just instinct...
It was to hard for me to think
about some one always watching me.
And I guess that's probably why
I've always been scared to die
cause i dont want to think
no one will remember me.
© 43 minutes ago, Halley
123 · May 2018
seeing in it beyond
Open up my ovaries
Expend the life inside of me
Into the cavern in your skull
In to the songs you sing in lull.
Bring me to your center fold
My blood and guts and getting old.
Show me how I age with time
And how you note my every sign.
It's easy here to stay with you
Whe love is seeding
Love is bloom
And I always point toward you
On yonder nights
Toward the future.
I'm looking to ya.
122 · Mar 2018
Talk
I'm shimmering reflection on liquid glass,
Looking deep into its own eyes.
My substance softens into
Abstract understanding
And it couldnt be any other way.
Just when you thought you could explain it, you realize just how limited language is.
Comprehending more than could ever be truly explained
We put our faith in parallel's made through parables, hoping another mind could see in between the lines
To the less defined image of what reality could be
If it wasn't just instinct.
122 · Jun 2018
robert
Stoking those flames that bed under you
In my mind
They smoulder sometimes
And I blow them
Back to that flaming heat
And I think of you your mouth, your hands and your feet.
What a glorious creature that you can be.
Drug induced nature with eyes to see
Deep into my spectral nothing can be hidden
So you'll know my darkest rites
And you'll be thought ridden
Of all the guilt I hold
And all the fear of getting old
And all the ways you could stop caring about me.
All the ways you can give into instinct.
121 · Jun 2018
pores
Favor to your heart
My bleeding ribs
I kept you whole.
Favor to the heart
It's shooting blood.
My body begs for whole.
Sometimes I can feel the seams
Shredding at the finger tip
And when i touch up on this world
I mostly expect to bleed.
121 · Mar 2018
Know thyself
Washing the innards
Which have accumulated
Plac
From every wound that ever tried
To heal.
121 · Jun 2018
he's e,planing
Somethings been let lose on the cities with in my mind.
It's tyranny nations wide.
I've been worshipping
Kurt cobain
As jesus christ.
I don't know why, it just feels right.
God's been talking lately
More and more
Breaking down the similarities
Between the ****** and the *****
And I'm okay right now
I really am .
121 · Jun 2018
into the dirt
No where to go as the mind never moves
Moving scenes tell me who I am.
Mythology crept into my existance
In every story book I ever read.
I'm seeing the roles we are choosing to play.
Moving the holes which seem to grow in the day.
Yet at night something strange.
At night there's rearrange.
120 · Jun 2018
Oh the tides look beautiful
I nurture my disease in the corner of my mind
Bruised lids appreciate sight
More
Suffering for my enlightenment
I wonder how it would feel
Just to lay down on a hot bed of coals
Slow burn with the soul
Can I rush myself into coma
Be pleased with the empathy that comes from my heart for my self
And the guilt my mind carries
For my body.
120 · Jun 2018
open acceptance. judgment
Curious nature the most of that being.
Curious behaviour which I seem to be seeing
But nothing compares to what's under their hair.
You see nothing, only pretend you do.
You see the flower not the molecule.
120 · Dec 2017
Seek me
You seek me out
of everything
To shy so i don't find you.

This universe works
in some pattern way.

Where the things that i struggle with
find me day after day.

You flea ridden animal
You blood stained flannel.
You needle in my bed of hay.

Funny how the things you hate
find you day after day
120 · Oct 2017
hopefully
My second guessing played the lead roll

in all i ever did for you i never did for me

My ego always tried to play the soul

In all i ever tried to do its never what i meant to be

life has this way of turning things around

and I find its hard to keep my barrings in a crowd

Your presence seems to change me to something so profound

But still I get a little eager when your a little loud

I've never been so sure about anything
and yet when i think
I realize I'm not sure about anything
but you make me want to think

That nothing bad ever happens

Not to us, not to us

and nothing bad could ever happen

if we just love.
120 · Jan 2018
Dazed
I used to shove needles in my arms.
Now I don't.
And i have to be honest
I'm having a bit of a identity crisis.

Who the **** am i
and what should I do?
I get up.
I clean up.
I wash up
I try.
But it really seems,
that I'll probably still die..
and if thats the case,
then whats the ******* point.
When the most fun you have
is when you hit the joint,
but dont get me wrong,
I like it just fine.
Just seems something stronger
could maybe ease my mind.
Like really what Im seeking
is a deep undead bed
where the breathing in my lungs
slowly comes to a stop
and before i know it
the whole worlds better off.
Like whats the point of living,
if you'll only ever die.

These are the things i think of
when i'm staring into the sky.
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