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Keiko Larrieux Dec 2009
This takes me back
Back to years
When I was wanted

When I was driven
Expectations daunted.

The trickledown theory of love
You may never get more
Than the person above

Asked to cross a bridge
Never constructed or built
Stretching with miles and miles of guilt

Switching each memory back
Clutching each thought
Remembering each act

This takes me back
Back to years
When I was wanted

When I was driven
Expectations daunted.

Now I live here
In stained judgment
Amazed at the emancipation
Of a withered reputation
Keiko Larrieux Dec 2009
He eyes his time.

Interaction
Capturing their reaction

Interpretation of forced perception
His reality is their conception

He changed his goal.
He’ll never retrieve
What they stole.

Crushed by imprinted hands
He is gathered by words and enamored plans

Thrill seeking culture
On his back
Morality and love
Some will lack

He takes his mind.
He wants it to stop.
He knows.
What is real and what is not.

Interaction
Capturing their reaction

Interpretation of forced perception
His reality is their conception

He changed his goal
He’ll never retrieve
What they stole.
Keiko Larrieux Dec 2009
Jammed into structures
Meshed into forces
Crumbled by voices

Closing into my breaths
Closer to excitation
Silently dreaming

For them to hear me
Violently screaming for help
For them to see me
I’m alone, by myself.

Jammed into structures
Meshed into forces
Crumbled by voices

My brain is empty and null
Closer to excitation
I crush my skull
Keiko Larrieux Dec 2009
Slushy, grungy, muddy
Plaster wall
Smashing plates
Demolition.
States fall

Branched anger
Tearing fear
Leafy goals
Plaster wall
Experience molds.

Lights out
I began to shout

Lit by ignition
Methane speaks
Losing cognition
I feel weak.

Luckily, blind
I knew you could see
Water leaked
Imaginary guarantee

I am safe.
Swallowing debris
Like a hero without a cape

I decided to run for ages
Under leafy dreams
Everything burned
Now it’s my turn

I decided to run for ages
I looked back .
I see burned pages

Leafy branches withdrawn
My whole life wasted.
My whole life is gone.
Keiko Larrieux Dec 2009
Cross cornered disposition
Weary eyes state my present condition

Reveling misinterpreted guides
Keycards lock the door
With me inside the floor

Blood dripping on me now
Mops began to plow
Yellow taped neighbors disavow

Red clocks separate events.
News mikes electrify the tents.

Reporting flesh
Reprising death
Writhing pain

Cross cornered disposition
Weary eyes state the present condition

Never fooled by green grass
It will leave me.
It will pass.
Keiko Larrieux Dec 2009
Never in a backdrop
I wanted to paint images
Of windows shattered

Caste into boxes
Smashed together like trains

I melted wisdom
In complex rain

I waited for blisters
I screamed from callus
I waited for malice

I wanted to paint images
Without being told
I wanted to paint images
Without being sold
Keiko Larrieux Dec 2009
You’d spark my core
Like a bomb in war
My apologies
You, I couldn’t ignore.

They controlled the way I think
I’m sorry
They erased your indelible ink

We were magnetic poles
Our minds were watched
Like border patrols

You meant everything
Whispers of truth began to sting.

Flashy debates and conversation
Like electromagnetic radiation
I captured your vibration

She injected me
With the poison inside
They knew we were attached.
My feelings, I pushed aside.
My thoughts, I would hide.

Why did I do it?
Suicide, I did commit.
When we split

I’ll always swim in regret
Wishing we’d never met

I emerge ****** and wet
In pain and upset
I look at my silhouette
I see you.
I’ll never forget.
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