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 Feb 2016 Jamison Bell
Miss Grim
Like a ominous storm
Dark urges arise
Like lines on mirror
With pinned up eyes
A longing for touch
With tingling thighs
Gasping for air
Heaving up cries
Like burning flesh
As endorphins surprise
A shadow of life
With hope for demise
Comforting words
Are daggers of lies
To believe all you say
Would just be unwise
The thought of you
I've come to despise.
Channeling my past coping mechanisms
 Feb 2016 Jamison Bell
Miss Grim
This perpetual exhaustion is becoming heavier
At times I fear it's consuming every fragment of my being
Like a dense fog that creeps in, obscuring the beauty of the untouched landscape
It has smothered my enthusiasm and shrouded my mind
Each day as the sun sets
The light that once illuminated my eyes is stifled by the unrelenting shadows of fatigue.
My perception drowns amongst the sleepy tears and sinks by the weight of my jaded heart.
 Feb 2016 Jamison Bell
Miss Grim
Her patience evaporated like a drought.
Fire raged from her lips and poured out her mouth
Volcanic emotions cease to be contained
The sky turned dark and smoldered with pain
Whispered words from turtle doves
Ugly little push an shove
Slaughtered hope is on her face
Wounded heart with no embrace
The sparkle retreats from her eyes
The hole created when stars die.
A Void in an empty space
Bitter words with after taste
Wash it away with the ocean tide
And drift away with no goodbyes.
 Feb 2016 Jamison Bell
Miss Grim
Time passes by like a leaf blowing in the autumn breeze
Yet here I stand, frozen in place, swaying in a desperate attempt to be seen, but unable to move forward. Rooted in the ground. Stationary like the giant oak tree.
Like parasites, those around me leech off my energy. They breathe me in, and yet wouldn't hesitate to cut me down, light me on fire and gaze into the flames with pure delight at my demise. With my last act on this earth, I vow to keep you warm as you revel in your selfish endeavors. There's nothing left but ash and dust, so throw me away if you must, in search of your next plundering conquest of your self indulging lust..
#empaths vs #narcissists
 Feb 2016 Jamison Bell
Miss Grim
She rests her head
Over the stains of my pleasure
That thought alone
Makes me feel better
She goes for your phone
But I know you won't let her
Because you're  still holding on
To our love with a tether
The string that binds us
That you refuse to sever
You ask for me back
But I'm far too clever
Your words mean nothing
When you say you regret her
I will not go back
Sorry love,
Never.
 Feb 2016 Jamison Bell
Miss Grim
I have the tendency to ponder reality
In this tangible world
I question duality
My mind and body
Once again disagree
The facades of perception
Versus intuition i can't see
My body a shell
Consumed by limitations
A universe in a vessel
Haunted by these sensations
As Conscious thought strains
For truth it cannot reach
In these dimensional chains
My soul continues to beseech
Through its holographic game
Past this curtain of deceit
To a knowledge I must reclaim
It's myself I must defeat.
I'm the only one holding myself back.
My toughest opponent yet.
 Feb 2016 Jamison Bell
Miss Grim
Life's a ying and yang
Darkness and the light
A balance must be found
To separate day from night
To be happy on this ride
You must try to understand
The obstacles that you face
In this hourglass of sand
Your soul is like a coin
Each side must be faced
Your angels and your demons
To be accepted and embraced
Do not fear dark or light
For you surely will be lost
Accept it all entirely
No matter what the cost.
Learn to know thyself
Instead of drowning in the pain
Avoiding any part of you
Will make you go insane.
 Feb 2016 Jamison Bell
Miss Grim
Living on this planet
Is causing growing animosity
For I do not fear death
It's more like a curiosity
Transcending this dimension
As my energy is released
Ending this ostracism
And anguish will be ceased
I do not wish to die, you see
But thoughts linger in my head
What's the point of being here
When all I feel is dread?
 Feb 2016 Jamison Bell
Miss Grim
These words
They haunt me
Or so it seems
Incessant currents
Of poetic streams
Beauty
And love
Pain and sorrow
Troubling pasts
And dreams for tomorrow
Crumpled up
Paper
And piles of regret
Deemed unworthy
They make me upset
Memories burn
I'll never forget
They turn
And they churn
Inside of my head
Restless
Not sleeping
I'm writing instead.
 Feb 2016 Jamison Bell
Miss Grim
Longing for something more profound
Stumbling around the same old ground
And mindless robots are all I've found
Is it too much to want to converse?
About atoms and molecules
Or the whole universe!
Everywhere that I turn
Here's what I see
Their only concern
Is what's on TV
Consumed by football
Hunting and cars
Meanwhile I'm here
Entranced by the stars
Perhaps I'm being a little dramatic
But please, come on please
Let's ponder cymatics!
Or quantum physics
Let's trace the specifics
While we chase some exquisite
New discoveries
Oh please, come on please!!
Stimulate my brain
Before I go insane
See?
I've already lost their attention
I'm so done with this dimension.
Doesn't anyone have profound thoughts anymore?!? Where are you people?!? Please come find me.
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