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L Seagull Aug 2016
Didn't think Xenophobe was
A compliment few things I despise
More, like smallness for one narcissism and shallowness for another
Always felt a little black and a little homeless
Hardly ever seen from the first glance
They think it's snobbish I call it zoned out
I like it there in my space where your
Predictable logic has no place to be
They think judgemental when
Under an honest stare
They poor out their truths
Expecting I must like Jesus give them love
And answers
How could I ever lose touch with words?
So articulate you say. I go mute but you will never know.
But all you wish to know is a stereotype
A pretty tale that puts more value
On your price tag
Nothing you knew
Nothing you will ever know
For all you see is your own
Limited empty reflection
L Seagull Aug 2016
Happy
Must be exhilarated so lucky
So loved and cherished
So devoted and not without
Some wisdom of that which is all
Spark once penetrating the vision
Yet darkness was ever present
Years after years night and day
Same color of despair
Only a feeling
But powerful enough
To drive you mad
So darkness is all you wish
To surround yourself with
Only to feel at home
Suffered from depression since I was 13. It suddenly lifted a few months ago, so I am learning to be a new me. It almost feels unsettling
L Seagull Aug 2016
Take it easy
Enjoy
The senses
Have hope
For people
Believe
L Seagull Aug 2016
Purely clear purely fresh purely innocent
Pure ignorance of a child
Or beastly wish to fill oneself with love
If pure love feels so innately undeserved
Purely seduced into the world of shadows
For the pure desire to be cared for
To the brim throught the roof
And into the pitch dark smog
Surrounded by pure darkness
Breathing it pure, undiluted
Except maybe...
Purity of intentions
Every day is a new attempt
No sign to carry no license
Not a real quality
Illusion of an absolute
Absolute illusion
L Seagull Aug 2016
Insides where I reside has me blossoming in fear, rosy cheeks for I am meek and hard to hear. ****** scars are not far from where my heart lies, in a dark hole with no soul is where my world dies.

I die a thousand deaths i willingly abide to that which nourished not, something to hide like mothers milk that fed the beast... kept in the dark until the darkness was absorbed... sun loved shade into tar, black as black can be illusion of the darkness turned into void... raise the flag against the pale that stole my all. Turn it inside out, let's see our likeness. How beautifully it hurts, makes me remember the comfort of that perfect ache... I loved my Mr. Pain, godlike he is for the survival sake. Kissing the lack of choice in the scruffy cheek pretending you saw a caring twinkle in his eye. It was closed, but who cares - imagine the world into oblivion. So what am I? A thousand shards that stab you in the eye. Anger and vengeance, wrongly delivered. Hostile confusion, fear of life, fear of annihilation. Devastatingly lost child who swallowed the why.
First stanza belongs to The girl who loves you, second is mine. Since we didn't collaboratively arrive at a title, the title is as follows))
L Seagull Aug 2016
Swallowed
By a cloud
I felt its piercing cold
Settle on my skin
Ghost wetness that lingers
The night
Full moon
Interlaced with
Dark rainbow clouds
Foamy mist
Above highway
Resting on the
Forest peaks
No limitations
To my inner freedom
No rules
To my aliveness
Pure sensuality
Here and now
Drove through a cloud last night. Couldn't resist sticking my hand outside the window. Such a tangible deep feeling of being alive
L Seagull Aug 2016
Green leafy sea and rocky layers of blue
Thunderstorm
Yellow sky floods the windshield
Atmospheric feels so deeply
Passionate
And unexpectedly
blessed by the full rainbow
in awe
The sky is colors and lights strangely
Intermixed into such glorious pattern
Of day and night and dawn
peering through and embracing each other
Gratitude is all I have
To breath another breath
To see this world alive
On our way to see Niagara Falls
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