Olga Valerevna

Olga Valerevna Jul 2014

I'm eaten up by everything that gathers on my skin
The taste becomes familiar just before it settles in
And as my concentration goes from weak to weaker still
I foot the path ahead of me but cannot find the will
To be another passerby to everything I see
Avoid the one who made it near impossible to leave
Undress me with your subtleties before I walk away
Before I tell you all the things you never thought I'd say
My lips are moving faster than my body ever could
A race upon the bone along the back of where I stood

sometimes we carry something heavier than ourselves

#man #back #walk

Olga Valerevna Jun 2014

Yours are the eyes

If I'm not always with you, you will lose me to myself
I'll wander off and far away from everybody else
And if you try to find me when you see that I am gone
Remembering my face will only further lead you on

When all of me acknowledges the foreign and the known
I'll dip my feet in oil, light a match and let it go
The fire on my skin will not be hot enough to fear
I'll watch you watching me until I have to disappear

when I'm not where you are

#am #here #where

Olga Valerevna Jun 2014

Voices

I'm testing out the boundaries of the pitches I can make
The cacophonic melodies are keeping me awake
And if I had control of what I ever heard before
The noise I hear today is never welcome anymore
My ear is now an oracle I cannot comprehend
The skin around a part of me I verily offend
Repeatedly defying every thought I ever had
I wonder if I'll realize the moment I go mad

#gone #mad #going

Olga Valerevna Jun 2014

Never Stop Feeling Strange

I carry you in everything I do and say and see
And wandering the streets today I try to let it be
But how can I acknowledge what I'll always never know
Or hope that you could ever tell me where it is we go
I'm tangled up entirely, my skin is not the same
The driver or the passenger, I'd rather go insane
And if you're calling out to me you're calling someone else
I've not been hearing anything because I'm not *myself

title and inspiration taken from Copeland's, "Strange and Unprepared"

#strange #stop #feeling

Olga Valerevna Jun 2014

Bite Your Tongue

Take this time to think about the things you didn't say
And whether you were meant to open up a different way
I swallow hard enough to taste the sting I could've laid
Remember for a moment that a cost is being paid
Considering the apathy I used to feel before
I can't and won't allow myself to crave it anymore
A lock is not a punishment unless you lose the key
So guard it with the rest of you, don't speak of it to me

#be #quiet

Olga Valerevna May 2014

Figments, Figurines

I strike up conversations with the things I want to know
A glance can be enough for me to let my body go
It takes me only minutes to remember where I was
And soon I'm looking back on every single thing I've done
In time I am surrounded by the ghost I left behind
But only to be haunted by the creatures in my mind
I try to tune them out until I cannot anymore
Though they can't tell me anything I haven't heard before
And what a wretched cycle it can be to comprehend
To entertain the thought that you're a story in the end

the things that fill you up

#story #ends

Olga Valerevna May 2014

I Don't Know You

Tell me where you're coming from so I can write you off
Then I will put a question mark in place of what you thought
The Darkness brings the sleepyheads together in the night
But only those who know the sun will wake up to its Light
I wasn't even listening to anything you've said
I thought you would've noticed I was every kind of dead
I guess the people talking now can do it in their sleep
And force the words to leave their mouths, developed tendencies
But somewhere in the time it took for me to move my lips
I took a breath and let it out before it even clicked

#words #know