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Jonathan Wood Oct 2013
As I stand as grown as I am.
I try to pause the time around me.
Halt for a moment, the spiral.
Remember that form, that face from this one solid memory.
So many of them I have lost.
Too clouded to dissect.

All fell victim that day.
Left me to tell the story.

I can't remember what they said.
Can't remember that unpleasant instance,

So then prove.
Prove my existence.
If I can't remember this crucial moment.
If I don't know.
Perhaps I was never really here.
Never really here at all.
I do not recall speaking with them.
Never met with their pleading eyes.
I haven't passed, I haven't come.
I simply never was.
Jonathan Wood Oct 2013
Enclose me.
Wrap your warmth, your glow.
Show me your secret, Show me.
Hide me.

Tell me, speak the sound.
Speak your time,
and I will follow.
We are one.
Control the climate.
Reform the broken.
Enclose me.
And I will you.
Jonathan Wood Oct 2013
Just because you're feeling this way, it doesn't mean i can stay.
And the curtain starts to fall every time I say
I can't love.
No Baby, I can't love.
It's not about the planets aligning in space.
It doesn't matter if the pieces fall into place.
I can't love.
No, no, I can't love.
Baby you deserve more then my all, but every time I try to
climb it I fall.

Close your eyes tight bring your ear to my lips.
My heart stops beating and I whisper this.
I can't love.
**** no, I cant love.
They tell me love is blind but i got stitches in my eyes.
I believe all the promises and lies.
I can't love.
Baby I won't love.
Said I told you before it just hurts me more and more I can't love
Jonathan Wood Oct 2013
Inside my soul.
Beneath my wounds.
Absorbed with fear.
Bound and captive.
The need.
To be born again.
To mourn again.
To live again.
To feel.

This is me.
Favor is lost.
Survival is lost.
Life has been lost.

Behold the young before me.
Approach the old above me.
You are all waiting for me.

Arrive at the asylum.
Peace in solitaire.
Alone.
Jonathan Wood Oct 2013
I kneel before the stagnate corpse.
Fingertips numb and so cold.
Fog crawls across the saturated soil, penetrated by stones.
No more tears for this one.
He looks just like me.

Confronted by this past.
The mirrors gave warning of approaching blind statues.
As of now I'm grown, and since figured all this out.

I'm here now, keeping faith, pushing time.
Nothing can stop me now.
No one can hear me now.
We can be here right now.

Taunt the waves, I'm not afraid.

For this I'll stop them all.
Until this forgotten figure fades, I'm nothing.
There was never a corpse, Only me...
Jonathan Wood Oct 2013
Tricky is what I'm after, all creatures must succumb.
Blind is such an excuse.
A scattered mind hangs from a thin noose.
As tempting as it is to hold, I left.
While everyone was done.
It's all toxic, these few, these weak that fell before.
And every paragraph starts the same.
A chaotic place, In which the body neglects the mind.
How pitiful?
I've said tricky is what I'm after.
Pretending it's not a sin.
Not exactly what we have planned I agree.
Time is has never been a friend.
While every torn book shreds the smoke keeps me whole.
Everyone else will live.
Just a dream she says.
A dream.
And I fell short.
Twenty-two should have taught me something.
The plane that fed me crashed upon my tongue.
A fault of my own I'll admit.
Without that last breath about me,
the fire stands still...
Jonathan Wood Oct 2013
Snakes burrow within this desolate hole.
Coils amongst each other.
Hungry.
I look down upon them.
They become motionless.
I have been noticed.
And in this epileptic moment, I'm frozen.
I can hear them speaking.
Forked tongues lashing in uniform.
This name they breathe is hostile.
This scene is just not possible.
I am the one, the body they speak of.
My stomach tightens.
Glares of rapid tongue in my saturated eyes.
The clouds above me darken.
The gate has finally opened.
Essence of static lights come through.
The snakes beckon and humble.
Without them, without this chant,
I am a lifeless tool, drifting.
Before I go back home.
I must make this known.
The snakes slither inside me.
Only they can hide me.
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