Madeline: Favorites

Jan 2013 Madeline

Daphne

Stepping out of the shower is like stepping into reality.

In the shower, you're in your comfort zone.

You could stay there for hours and hours and be totally fine.

Then you start to get anxious.

You realize that you're getting prune fingers and you also start getting curious about what's going on outside because it feels like you've been in the shower forever.

So you step out, but not because you want to, but because it seems convenient.

The moment you step out, the world turns cold.

You were much more comfortable in the shower.

Everything in reality chills you to the bone.

It's dark and cruel and it's hard to find happiness.

You realize that what you did is a huge mistake.

But you can't go back.

That would just be silly.

You sit there and think to yourself that it's time to face the world.

And that life goes on.

First poem. Very spontaneous.

Nov 2012 Madeline

Untitled

Nov 2012 Madeline

Karen Elena Parks

Untitled

I saw you on the stage today
covering your *******.
You looked like me in some sad way,
bruised white thighs and bony chest.
I saw you on the stage today;
my belly filled with dread:
You looked like me, but gimmicky
and grimly oversexed.

(c) KEP, 2012

more stone(d) soup

Nov 2012 Madeline

Dancing With Demons

Nov 2012 Madeline

Christian J Clark

Dancing With Demons

I'm not a dancer, but I know this dance
Perfect rotations around each other
Perfectly rounded yet opposite
Opposing forces locked in a rhythm
Gazing eyes locked in a trance
Carefully spinning around in spirals
Together we dance the sinner's dance

--Christian J. Clark

That familiar internal struggle each of us face at some point in our lives. Sometimes, we join the dance.

Oct 2012 Madeline

Listen

Oct 2012 Madeline

Samhain LongQuiet

Listen

Can you hear it?
The hole torn open, weeping, weeping,
Always weeping.
Can you hear my heart's hunger?
It reflects upon my bones,
peeking through my skin,
Revealing inside it how little I live on,
I would have gotten lost
Nothing wrong with being lost
But now I am horrified
My pants fall off.
Can you hear it?
The monster creep-crawling inside of my soul
Scratching, clawing,
Twisting its way out of my heart,
My eyes wild
Hungry
Searching
Lost.
You left me cold, contemptuous,
I burn with rage and anger-
Can you hear why?
Fear this, the monster we've created
Together,
From someone so unique and beautiful
From someone who loved and wanted nothing more than love in return.
Look at what we've done,
Sometimes I can't breathe.
Can you hear it?
Bones seeking exit,
Heart twisted and scarred,
Breathing so limited,
I don't exist in here anymore.

Oct 2012 Madeline

Down

Oct 2012 Madeline

Elise

Down

Sometimes I just can’t hide my disappointment
When slowly the color trickles out of my day
The patina is scrubbed off, and all is said and done
I look back and am overwhelmed with all that I’ve lost.

Days like these I can hardly get out of bed
I am weak and easily convinced, if you just hold me up
Because I’m here trying so hard to stand, with the weight of my memories tight to my chest, but it’s all too heavy.

All these memories like stones
People like ropes
Holding me fast.

It is so easy then, to dwell on all the hardships,
The relationships that have been taken from me
And others ended in negligence.

I really wish I could say I’ve grown in your absence
But most days I feel like the child you left me as.
Wide-eyed and blinking in the face of it all.

Oct 2012 Madeline

The Invisible

Oct 2012 Madeline

Jake Hodges

The Invisible

She spreads her wings and flies
Unspoken thoughts surrounding her
Hanging high above her sporadic world
Opened eyes take the sun, the stars and clouds

She lives here alone
She stands invisible

He swims beneath the sea
False promises surrounding him
Breathing low below his chaotic life
Relaxed minds take the worries and the fright

His heart is poured into
The silent crowd without warning
But the crowd stays silent throughout the night
Confused hearts give back worries and the fright

He lives here alone
He stands invisible

One eye is closed, while one looks down
A simple smile, a wave ‘hello’
Their worlds become one, unseen to everyone
Invisible eyes see a hidden mind

They live here alone
They stand invisible
They share twisted hearts
They love, invisible

"The Invisible" is a song from my album Cristo: Volume One.

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