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Leal Knowone Mar 2017
Over and over again this memory bombards my head,
but it is a memory I never experienced.
Visions of another life, or maybe the moment I was pronounced  dead.
The feeling is so real. Yes it feels visceral,
I mean this feeling is so  alarming.
Every time I live this  waking dream, a dark feeling comes over me.
The closest thing I can relate it to is impending doom, wondering if it comes, if it will be soon.
This vision has come to me more and more as of late
Leal Knowone Feb 2017
12
It only takes 12 seconds to forget your place, to count how many men broke them selves off between your legs.
Now you are so distant and cold.

You may have only been 13 then, broken by this man and his friend.
It scarred your naive soul.

Close you eyes and count to 10 the nightmare creep back again,  this game of hide and seek.

In 2016 many people weep for those famous,we can no longer see. 1000 ways feeling can be
Leal Knowone Feb 2017
The crack in the window brings the light, beautiful to many, vile to to my sight.
Can I sleep?
don't remind me of what I must do.
Leave me my silence, leave me my grace,leave this ***** grimy disgrace.
We all should lie in obscurity.
The cracks in the pavement wont break her back.
If you fall , get up, if you don't break your neck.
You can make it through.                                      
Leave me in the distance.
Recognize the light.
Walk paths of fear, and acceptance takes flight.
Things cloudy eyes may not see.
Leave me in the distance, I'm not here to race, another dawn the darkness breaks
In my opponents I see teachers, family, monsters, men and preachers.
Lie in the shadows, or a darkened room.
Lie in the twilight, to embrace the light.
Does anything have one side? how much does it take?
This is just a play, can you make it through.
We all hold the pen in our hands, we all sing the tune
many stories will be told, many pouring out their soul, was it love or rock and roll?
Leal Knowone Jan 2017
The threshold of the unpassed
days of future past
dolled my own edge
living life in my head
I've worn more nooses than crowns
we've seen the empires fall down
dreams fall down to the ground
and we don't make a sound

love to see death on the TV screen
*** it seems so real to me
and life can be so obscene
better than life so real to me

The endless charades we play
The memories last
Living life on the edge
wondering will it last
I've worn more nooses than crowns
the walls come crumbling down
dreams fall down to the ground
And we can't make  sound
Leal Knowone Jan 2017
I do not wish to own your heart
or to occupy it
it is not my home, or belonging
but were I belong
longing to be your heart
for we will beat as one
Leal Knowone Jan 2017
A silken rope of phrases
   ailuranthrope blood tasted
   Sweet salt of the earth

   The dark minded misanthrope
   lycanthrope with ****** noise
   could always be worse

   Now i'm just a  broken rope
   of the wagon, on the boat
   been sinking since birth

   I want to forsake this  curse
   travel through time on this earth
   longing loving mirth

A haiku trapped in mundane
A perfect body
I lust for your  gorgeous brain  

Surround me with your splendor
help the broken see
and find a way to mend her

   This world it may betray us
   and you may find you hate it
   but it could be worse

   Broken bones on dusty throne
   lone failure and  cheap cologne
   I can see the hearse
  
   Passing through, heart still with you
   Now I'm done, let us review  
   Empathy in you
  
   Did you know you were my worth?
   The meaning of my rebirth
   no greater on earth
Leal Knowone Jan 2017
I told you "some one cares", as I wiped your tears, and brushed your hair, back behind your ear. I held you so close, and stole away your fears. such comfort felt there in a warm embrace. the pleasure I saw on your face, the joy between your legs
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