Olga Valerevna

Olga Valerevna Oct 2012

I walked around the world today
and tried to count my steps
But everything that came my way
just took away my breath
Shortened, strained and surface deep
I felt my chest release
Quiet whispers I'd not keep
for they would one day cease
Blurry eyed and hazy souled**
I spilled into the dark
Ill prepared and not yet gold
I'd barely felt a spark
Nothing etched into my life
'cause my degree was low
Patience weathered turned to strife
so I would never glow
Sipping words too hot to touch
I'd burned up what's inside
Insensitive and calloused much
my skull had opened wide

Olga Valerevna Oct 2012

Maps

climb to the top of the mountain with me

into the fog that surrounds what we see

we'll become rain and fall from the sky

and come back as us every time

the flesh underneath both of our skin

will harbor the journeys we travelled within

let's draw on our bodies a world of our own

one in which we have turned every stone

Olga Valerevna Oct 2012

God is Love

Love is dead
Or so I said
The thought had bled
And left my head

The parting sea
Was red to me
I took a leap
And went too deep

I saw the tide
Consume my mind
Only to find
That I went blind

Inside my eyes
I wondered why
I ever tried
To speak this lie

Before I knew
Just what to do
I grabbed a plume
And drew a room

It didn't stay
The ink I laid
For all the shades
Began to fade

I couldn't grasp
What moved so fast
I'd not outlast
The weathered past

But still I fought
To write my plot
And finally got
What I had sought

If Love was dead
I'd welcome dread
And just be fed
My empty head

without Love I have nothing
without Love I am nothing

Olga Valerevna Oct 2012

the lonely spiders

there's a web in my head that catches your
thoughts
and wraps them all up in my own

it glows in the dark and it makes me see
spots
whenever i'm feeling alone

as we move along while connecting the
thread
weaving becomes our whole life

we're busied unwrapping each other in
bed
refusing to turn on the light

Olga Valerevna Oct 2012

the sleeper's cell

i slept behind green bars last night
my recompense for a brutal fight
i should've walked away you see
but couldn't calm the rage in me

the minutes moved by eagerly
and juxtaposed r e a l i t y
my hands tore flesh that wasn't mine
as energy shot down my spine

so here i am, the end i've made
my vision starts to slowly fade
for once i think i understand
the kind of man i really am

for and about a man i know

Olga Valerevna Oct 2012

the sometimes times when (10W)

seconds rest on your eyelids and wake up in tears

Olga Valerevna Oct 2012

i brewed red water and passed the cup

everybody's screaming
waiting to be heard
but i am still here contemplating
why they sound absurd

i used to know the rhythm
in every single word
but now i track the measurements
of speech that has been slurred

drunk with heavy spirits
dependent on their taste
i try to put the chalice down
but think it be a waste

dancing in the darkroom
lit in shades of red
pictures formed like memories
developed in my head

i needed all the chaos
to deconstruct my mind
so i could see the simple truth
in all the things i find

from bits and pieces of a dream i had a while ago