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Helen Mar 2012
I'm ready to settle
but it seems that it will be
just myself
apparently
I've arrived
alone
Helen Mar 2012
are you the Lover, the one who will give me a kiss goodnight
the One who lays beside me through a restless night
the One who answers all my questions?

did you see me fall to my knees, in the gutter?

where were you when I asked you
'Why is the sky blue? What happens when
we die?'
'What happens when they die?'

Did you answer...?

I didn't hear your claim to glory
I was lost in all the gore,
and drowned in the story...

I love the way you lied to me
I can't get enough of your *******
But that's not it.

I just have to ask
one more thing

Why did you bring unending suffering, to me?
how come I can't see beyond the veil of grief
and why are we just a part of a whole, and
for the record, why did you never give me
the answer?
Helen Mar 2012
lost to independence
lost to familiarity

I've lost so many
to a life that
can
      not
            be


lost to distracting influences
lost to argumentative forces

so many of my friends
have been lost to various causes

I've lost friends to love, and hate
lost friends that I can't find
wandering in a field of starkness
I've lost friends to uneven stakes
and friends that have voluntarily
embraced a hug from the darkness

but,
in the end
even when you feel
I'm not your friend
I'll be there forever
because we have
a
   bond...


I'm the anchor, to your ship
even though you drift
I can hold you, to me
because

*we belong
Helen Mar 2012
Hello Death,

I wear your crown
I've always worn it without a frown

We've shared some ****
Gone round for round

I had the rope, in the shed
It was old
"I've changed my mind"
I think I said

Now I wear a frown...

Restless nights leave my breath locked
It pains me to know that you have knocked

because, Death...

I am weak

It's Hell I seek but
I'll no longer wear your crown,
without a frown

I'm not your clown
this has been taken from my Hubbys 'dark place'... I raided his book and tweaked it a little. I think he'll drop this into the mail tomorrow... hopefully ;-)
Helen Mar 2012
ok
two small letters just drifting
under the weight of meaning

is this ok?
does this look ok?

is so and so ok?
blah blah blah ok?

so, ok, it's short on verse
lets say, okay
or oakey dokay or
right e o then....

lets not pretend that everything
is right even when we say, hey~
I'm O K...

it's only when I say
or you to me
"are we ok?"
and the reply is
"yeah, I think we are"

that I know the world is right
this night and you're ok
and so am I

:-)
Helen Mar 2012
you’ll never feel the bite of pain
that tears the skin from bone
nor the aching loneliness that
scares the heart from home
the absoluteness that leaves a hole
where nothing is able to hide
while driven by the loathing
birthing a life to the love inside
no matter what the circumstance
you can’t negate the absolute horror
of wanting what is begged for
there is no returning the honor
I’ll whip my self unmercifully
until the end of a perfect day
even while you subjugate me
my scars upon myself just say
how much you intended to deny me
all twisted parts upon me are a whole
crisscrossed upon my body are the marks
that give you access to my soul
an oldie ;-)
Helen Feb 2012
there are no rules

        love

                           we should not be fools
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