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Olga Valerevna Sep 2012
something came over me, I don't know how
i did not realize what happened 'til now
meandering shadows ensued all around
and entered my body as I read their vow
an aura of light I thought they'd endow
so they took their place while I took a bow
i rose up to see I could feel the change now
peering through eyes under shade of my brow
the blood running through me made no avow
as to what I should do and what to allow
something came over me, I don't know how
i did not realize what happened 'til now
Olga Valerevna Sep 2012
the way you write, it's as though you understand everything 
but you act against this logic

my explanation is so simple I doubt you'll understand anything 
I hide inside the pen ink
Sep 2012 · 755
bedtime stories
Olga Valerevna Sep 2012
all these pictures in my mind
I've lost the plot and press rewind
the film is good, the reels have spun
but what I've seen has come undone 
I can't retain the stories told
they keep on slipping from my hold 
the screen I watched is blanket white
but can't be seen without a light
it's never day and always dark
I blocked the sun with my own heart
I feel it beat and listen close
it's fainter still, I've grown morose
so tell me please, it's all a dream
the final frame will tear the seam
Sep 2012 · 1.0k
someone let the well run dry
Olga Valerevna Sep 2012
have you ever felt like your words were rain
like they were meant for only the thirstiest souls
and as soon as you opened your mouth, you began the search
which turned into a realization -
every single person needs water
including you
sometimes one single cup is enough
(those sporadic moments spent with strangers you'll never see again)
others demand more
time be the gauge
as for those you're in constant contact with
well, measure infinity
if (and only if) it is so, what you're pouring out can only be what you've taken in
these two are one and the same
well, we must be in a drought
Just some jibber jabber.
Sep 2012 · 359
i remember when (10W)
Olga Valerevna Sep 2012
you used to talk so pretty that i believed you
Olga Valerevna Sep 2012
come out come out - stop whispering my name
i cannot keep going on the borderline of sane
i cannot pretend that i want to play your game

i cannot believe what my eyes do not sustain

come out come out - stop shadowing your name
you cannot just stand there and hide beside your shame
you cannot belittle me against your naked frame

you cannot convince me that I am just the same

come out come out, i know you want to stay
but if you do i'm certain i will never see your face
i'll amount to nothing while you eat up all my grace

*and let you make a home in me to fill the empty space
Olga Valerevna Sep 2012
You and I we are both good at what we do
But I'm on a whole different level than you
You're mapping out the mind, I'm blurring all the lines
Lacing every thought with a dose of cyanide 
I contain the colors that you cannot create
All because I've reached an uncharted mental state
And never will I tell you nor will I unveil
How it is and where I go, you'll have to find the trail
Speak away your conscience and bury it with deeds
Then imagine how to nourish what your body needs
Soon you will be restless, just as I once was
Or maybe I'm just saying this like everybody does
I can see you're doubtful, perhaps you want a clue
But time and space will prove again, eternity chose you
Olga Valerevna Sep 2012
close your eyes
you're letting in 
the cold
soul's froze
Olga Valerevna Sep 2012
I crawl in through your weaknesses and take up all their space
I prey 'til what's inside you shows itself upon your face
and when the smirks and grins appear I come out through your eyes
infecting your perception like a swarm of hungry flies
now listen to their buzzing while I tune your ears anew
and you will sing the song I wrote specifically for you
I'll join you in the chorus and I'll help you hit the notes
then tie up all the souls we draw and take them out in boats
we'll throw them in the waters of the raging salty sea
and wait until they foam like you with gangrene jealousy
you'll think you want what they all have and they will fight you back
an orchestrated blood storm that is fueled by what you lack
(the mind I took away from you when I made my attack)
Sep 2012 · 1.1k
a necessary turn
Olga Valerevna Sep 2012
I put to rest my spirit and let it fall asleep
and into dreams I stepped with ease, my life began to seep
passing through my fingers like water through a net
I felt it slip away from me and gradually forget
as memories became me, I travelled further on
and distance seemed to hide itself so I could be its pawn
destination: nowhere, relative to lost
kept inside a journal inked with all the paths I crossed
I find myself a corner, a quiet place to read
and let the words turn every page by sprouting from their seed
my journey hasn't ended, forever it will last
but I know my encrypted map is locked within my past
awakened from my slumber, I take up what is mine
the body I was covered in for purposes divine
I'm telling you my story, the only thing I know
a testimony brought to life by every single 'no'
Olga Valerevna Sep 2012
Vladik Vladik
by the sea
I crossed the bridge
and felt your breeze
but people walk
imposingly
and keep their face
a mystery
because of this
I only see
a sadness in
the city streets
Vladik Vladik
by the sea
it got too cold
I had to leave
Vladivostok, Russia (Vladik)
Sep 2012 · 1.6k
the vines are mine
Olga Valerevna Sep 2012
i detached my mind's roots from what had grown along the inside of my skull
like a patch of celadon poison growing up the walls of a brick house
inhibiting other plant life
i wrapped the vines around my hand and up to my elbow into a perfect wreath
thorny and dry
my fingers bled
less conscious than usual
all I could think was
this was easier than I'd expected
Olga Valerevna Sep 2012
Stop the talking, I need peace
Your words augment as I decrease
Keep those stories in your head
Where they belong and stay unread
'Cause if you throw them all around
What is caged will be unbound  
So latch your lock and find the key
Let it turn and set you free
Sep 2012 · 700
Everybody's on something
Olga Valerevna Sep 2012
Pick your high
Stake your life
Inject time
Through your spine
Tell your mind
What to bind
Ride the tide
Press rewind
When you find
What to hide
Place a sign
Right behind
Close your eyes
Step aside
Open wide
Finish line
Sep 2012 · 767
clocked out
Olga Valerevna Sep 2012
time shrinks
she thinks
like ice in rinks
and overflows the sinks
she blinks
seeing shades of pinks
they're links
living on the brinks
a jinx
[she] turns into a minx
and drinks
unlinks
empties out the sinks
and shrinks
Olga Valerevna Sep 2012
Can
we go back to
the way things were
b e f o r e ?
Olga Valerevna Sep 2012
We made our way through the sunflower field
I watched you collect all the seeds you peeled  
Their shells like a light in my hands I sealed 
So I'd never unsee what we are

As you moved along down the dainty path
I stayed behind, found a wooden lath
Its walls became host to the brooding wrath
That had forced you to wander afar

See, somewhere amid our excursion here
Came a moment that dimmed what had been made clear
We polluted ourselves with the atmosphere 
Of the mimic that hid in the air

But even if odds are stacked to the sky 
And we find ourselves in a cloud just as high
I have held on to the specks of our shine 
You'd entrusted inside of my care


I'll wait, you will see what we are
In Russia, the color yellow is associated with every kind of goodbye; a temporary absence, the end of a relationship and even a death.
Olga Valerevna Sep 2012
I filled my lungs with sun and rain and colored with my breath
I watched the world turn black and blue as I exhaled myself

The hues of bruise became my skin and blended with the air
And people walked through parts of me while strangely unaware

I felt this more than I could say - the presence of their flesh
A fitted suit upon the bones of something painted fresh

Like tempered glass and hard as stone, impossible to break
They bore a face of disarray and hid inside their ache

With open hands they welcomed in the fever of their ways
But failed to build upon the rock that was before their days

And this is how the place we see became what we call "home"
A sad excuse we sold ourselves when we trailed off alone
Title taken from opening line of a song (Black and Blue by Phillip Larue)
Olga Valerevna Sep 2012
I
slept
inside
your
head
last
night -

and

you

knew
Olga Valerevna Sep 2012
I've seen a trail that leads to the sky
that if I said I walked I'd be telling a lie
Instead I just stand here and let out a sigh
while something inside me stirs up a cry
I'm barely coherent and wondering why
my body decays but I do not die
Upon whom or what can I wholly rely
when purpose to life I cannot apply
This mind is the center of all I deny
blooming with thoughts that keep running dry
Lassitude follows and I will comply
create here a knot that I can't untie
I'm soaking in tints of thick heavy dye
and letting the color drain from my eye
I feel so much lighter as if I could fly
so set me on fire and watch me go by
I'll burn off the fuel of what I defy
and be left alone in my blueprinted high
You may all think my plans went awry 
until you uncover my motive - the 'why'
     


         the 'what I've been hiding all of this time'
Olga Valerevna Sep 2012
Everybody here is just the same
Looking for a way to play this game
Trying to perpetuate their name
Daft inside, appearing to be tame

Splitting at the seam of their own hands
Becoming slaves to all of their demands
It seems as though everyone here stands
But unveiled minds reveal the distant lands

If I speak out, they won't hear anything
So underneath a whisper I will sing
The notes, I hope, may offer them a string
And carry on the tune I wish to bring

My eyes begin to close like heavy gates
I fall into a slumber with their fates
And as I travel on my dream creates
A being juxtaposed against its *hates
Sep 2012 · 1.2k
The Sealed Cabin
Olga Valerevna Sep 2012
how much time do you spend in your skin
wondering why you're alive
if you could count every day as a ring
when do you think you would die

boundless and endless seem to explain
all of the thoughts in my head
whether that's true or just staving off pain
plagues me at night in my bed

why is it there, in the darkened abyss
that I must contemplate light
moving within my own shadowy bliss
dressed in the gown of my sight

wearing this flesh has given me strength
to plant my feet on new ground
as veins decompose my body at length
I take on a nature profound
Aug 2012 · 965
the rhyme
Olga Valerevna Aug 2012
it just drives me mad, this 'not knowing why'
when every prescription has been a sheer lie
I took in large doses - your words, your sighs
and shot up my veins your perfect half-smiles
I have only questions in stripped away pride
a naked awareness in front of your eyes
I'm clenching my fists between shaking thighs
untangling the webs of my memory vines
they grew on a wall made of our times
shaped by the hands of the artist inside
the moment we made our lives intertwine
I came alive in the sun that you shined
give me your heat, I'll take it in stride
and pack it away for the days that you hide
I am all yours, tell me you're mine
and we'll dance in step, our bodies will rhyme
Olga Valerevna Aug 2012
I staged a scene inside my head and wept again
but know -
I did it just to see if we could make amends
to show -
That I can still perceive more than I thought I could
until -
I felt the vapid scent of what I'd understood
at will -
That everything was nothing but a blue visage
and thus -
Had helped offset the redness of my blood mirage
to dust -
So I have been afloat upon an empty bed
you see -
The one you left inside my disillusioned head
for me -
Aug 2012 · 1.8k
The Abacus
Olga Valerevna Aug 2012
I know a man who thinks he can
Talk in circles and still demand
That people rise at his command
The moment he lifts up his hand

Stranger still is his ambition
One he deems a worthy mission
He proclaims that his ignition
Only turns with his permission

He walks around with head held high
And looks at no one in the eye
His body language speaks a lie
As if to say he'll never die

They claim he's always been this way
A man immune to making change
And yet he knows that come what may
He can't escape the final day

The hours pass as time rolls on
And he proceeds to move along
Convinced that he has surely won
He executes his closing con

Now he's gone
Olga Valerevna Aug 2012
breathe a sigh
align your spine
and mine
move with me through time
while staying on the inside
don't hide
please try
I believe we won't die
this lie
says why
molds together our cry
and I
back dive
hoping you will untie
your mind
let my
body rest in your eye
there's nothing to deny
we are giving our lives
they are taking our lives

we have given our lives
*who has taken our lives?
Aug 2012 · 730
We're not the only ones
Olga Valerevna Aug 2012
Since everything is backwards here
can you just be my compass, dear?
I'm sick of giving in to fear
and letting it ordain

Asunder we have grown with time
the paths we walked a scene of crime
so even if we tried to climb
our steps would be in vain

I asked you once and you replied
by putting both your legs in stride
Instead of acting as a guide
you multiplied my pain

I'm pushing through the foggy glass
and soon the day will come to pass
when I align our heavy past
with all the others slain
Olga Valerevna Aug 2012
This time I'm the
n e e d l e
you can be the
f i x
Aug 2012 · 1.2k
The Faithful Whore
Olga Valerevna Aug 2012
Someone uproot me, I want this no more
From the seeds that I planted a monster was born
The stem of my flower is filled up to pour
A venom I ****** up from under the floor
I know I'll soon see my mind in a war
But all of the bloodshed I will ignore
Instead you can find me pacing the shore
Polluting the waters with all I abhor
I'll keep spitting thoughts out in open candor
In hopes that my frankness will settle the score
This isn't a game you play til you're sore
But a choice that you make when you open the door
Scene after scene like a scripted encore
That's what you'll access when you try to explore
Beyond any fever dream I can soar
Riding the waves to the sun's very core
My flesh disappears in measures of four
One in each part of the earth it will *****
I'd built with my world a close knit rapport
It's how I could tell I had been here before
    It seems I will be in this hell evermore
    Forsaking the faith that once made me secure
Olga Valerevna Aug 2012
you're scaring all the people off
the ledge where they have come to scoff
and now they all begin to cough
from choking on their words

atop the hill they'd rattled on
about how they were all the spawn
of everything that comes at dawn
especially the birds

it must be why they got away
with every word that they would say
they'd fly and hide and go astray
by piloting their wings

but feathers kept on falling from
every flock and turned them numb
until their throats would eat their tongue
and they'd stop saying things
Olga Valerevna Aug 2012
You don't understand all the things I've kept inside
The plain and simple truth that our tendencies collide
Tonight I'm being shifted in ways I cannot hide
So roam the empty pavement sea, walk here by my side

By stumbling I'm spilling my entire tainted self
Writing an extensive book to place upon your shelf
Open it with cautious hands and keep in mind your health
Then verify that what I've said wasn't dipped in stealth

Read aloud the prologue and compare it to the end
Tell me it's cohesive, an impeccably smooth blend
And after you have finished I hope you won't pretend
That I was seeing someone else when I called you my friend
Aug 2012 · 645
My mind took me for a walk
Olga Valerevna Aug 2012
There are so many words moving through my mind -
alive, I know they are alive
I can see them walk and run and jump and dance -
they can, I swear to you they can

I try to hum a tune to force them to come out -
but doubt, my song is filled with doubt
Instead I give them rest, they sleep inside my head -  
a bed, I've made for them a bed

Now they are too strong for me to take them on -
I'm gone, I cannot carry on
They guide me in their ways, I start to play their game -
the same, it all seems so mundane

I'm looking for a thought in which I can find peace -
a plea, a key to set me free
But I've become so weak that I can barely talk -
I walk, my mind it got me lost
Olga Valerevna Aug 2012
He stands in the corners of all his thoughts to elude visibility
pacing, carefully tracing his steps along the lines that connect them
and make him coherent
He likes to make this trip and no one ever expects him -
he just shows up and collects
His mind stores things
he keeps people there then walks about, spits them out,
leaves them everywhere

He spends his days expelling  curses, claims it helps him focus
And he reasons like an insane man does -
with too much passion and not enough pain (the good kind)
But you can't tell him that, you can speak but he won't listen
He'll write you in while you write him off,
then appear on the outskirts of some dream you're having
or conjure up your next nightmare
This drifter will  be there

He'll seek out the holes in your brain and live there,
spend the time to make you his mime
Then through your veins he'll live divine,
feed you words that he's disguised
And while you choke on bitter rind,
he'll string you up, a wooden chime

He'll take the song that you contrived
and pen his name upon the lines
Olga Valerevna Aug 2012
Lately when I wander I step on shards of glass
I don't know where they came from or how long this will last
I take them out in pieces and place them in a jar
A puzzle to be figured out once I'm up to par


Meanwhile in my pocket rests a blackened frame
A trinket with a handle that's making me feel sane
I grip it with my fingers and hold it in my palm
And give these eyes a cover with my own salty balm


A gift I once received so I could go explore
It took away my fear to walk through any door
By it I saw clearly, my vision was repaired
Until I dropped it on the ground and thus became impaired

...

He tells me to walk backwards and trust my every step
My memory will guide me as long as I will let
Now I don't mind the piercings from the shards I pass
My grandpa mapped his life with this magnifying glass
Among the many things my grandfather keeps in his nightstand drawer, you'll be sure to find a magnifying glass (or several). This is so telling of his curious personality, one that I feel I've inherited from him.
Olga Valerevna Aug 2012
the clock inside your body
moved the hands of time
aging all my senses fast
tearing at my spine

I can no longer feel you
or taste you in my mouth
but worse is still my vision
it saw you walking out

wearied by the ticking sound
coming from your steps
I breathe you in through memories
my mind will soon forget
Aug 2012 · 436
Said the fish to the sea
Olga Valerevna Aug 2012
I am a fish and you are the sea
  Half of your waters contained within me
Frozen or flowing I need you around
  To keep me from earth that can gather and bound
I'm flaking with salt that falls off my bones
  Releasing itself into bodies unknown
Who will I save and who will I ****
  With the levels I spread taken in by the gill
Keeping away from the surface of light
  I swim in the deep and put up a fight
The pressure surrounds me on every side
  And within its grip it is harder to hide
The farther I go, the less that I see
   "Where is my sight?" said the fish to the sea
Aug 2012 · 631
The day and the blind
Olga Valerevna Aug 2012
Did you know when you planted me
That I'd been corrupted from infancy
The shell of my seed contained a tree
That bore its branches without leaves
I have no root but a single key
That opens the door to an empty sea
It mimics the sound of the air I breathe
And shrivels the bark that my body needs
If you count my rings you'll make decree
That I have aged to death's degree
And yet I stand a mystery
While birds ignore my melody
If someone else could hear my plea
I'd raise my hands in revelry
But I can wait out time's ennui
And give myself entirely
To the notion that I'm wholly free
Til truth comes in so willingly
And asks if I can still perceive
I hope it's then that I will bleed
Into the earth what's left of me
A sap so hot I'd melt with ease
And disappear before the eve
I'd leave behind a memory
A thought alive for eternity
Then I'd find rest and lay in peace
Inside a day that I can't see
Aug 2012 · 1.4k
you, me and Beelzebub
Olga Valerevna Aug 2012
Let's you and I
Climb up high
Into this hive
And hide our lives
Inside

We'll disappear
Into our fears
So no one hears
Or sees our tears
We're mirrors

Come with me
My honeybee
I'll make you free
Just place your knees
Upon the tree

My home is dark
It's like this bark
And you're the spark
I need to start
My heart

Our light in beams
We'll invade dreams
And float like streams
In people's screams
It seems

A macrame
Of honey stains
Adorns the face
Of our dismay
And stays

We live and die
Inside our hive
Just you and I
Til the end of time
But why?
Aug 2012 · 658
Transposed
Olga Valerevna Aug 2012
I'm watching the holes in your body expand,
the patterns within them obscure
Can you not see that you're being exposed,
how are you still so unsure?

Teeming with questions of relative size,
look to your dreams while there's time
Spend every second closing your eyes,
wait 'til the darkness subsides

Walk to the edge of the vision you're in,
gather the fruit from its tree
Store it away in a heap on your head,
carry it back to reality

When you return from your traveling state,
open your mouth and exhale
What you took in from the places you were
will slowly uncover a trail

The light from its soil reflects off your skin,
flooding the gates of your soul
With hands at your sides you look to the sky,
allow it to fill every hole
Aug 2012 · 1.2k
The latter rain
Olga Valerevna Aug 2012
It's been so hot these past few years
my sweat drips off in beads
Sometimes it's mixed with salty tears
I'm tasting all my needs


     This tongue is apprehensive now
     but tries to keep the peace
     Until its chant becomes a vow
     and mumbles without cease



  I wander down a curvy path
  while talking to the air
  I feel like I should take a bath
  but first I'd have to care


    Such filth I've known and come to see
    all over my own flesh
    The heat hits an intense degree
    and I begin to mesh



   Encased within a tangled knot
   The vines are getting thick
   I finally know what I am not
   and try to get out quick


It's then I hear the strongest cloud
forming from my pain
My silence grows to very loud
and welcomes latter rain
Olga Valerevna Aug 2012
There has to be a way to write this down
A letter I can draw to point it out
But fluids keep on running from this spout
My concentration's bled into a drought


It's like a glaze, my eyes turn shades of red
And suddenly I open up my head
As things crawl in I start to feel such dread
They make me think I'm talking, but I'm dead


My words walk out and cover any trace
Of what I used to show upon my face
And this remains - a sallow colored space
That holds the ***** water for my vase


My hand won't move to pour out anymore
It only fits the lock inside my door
And as I splatter all across the floor
I give in to delusions I will soar
Aug 2012 · 570
I wrote a letter in my head
Olga Valerevna Aug 2012
I wrote you a letter and took it to bed
To ponder upon all the words that I said
Some of them sank like the heaviest lead
And I started to doubt whether they should be read
A hot pursuit broke out while I tread
I thought I'd be running until I was dead
But when I inhaled the scent of their bread
I stopped pressing onward and ate them instead
My mind began racing, so quickly it sped
Causing a halo of smoke overhead
I realized the ink from the pen never bled
The letter I wrote was all in my head
Aug 2012 · 1.0k
A trip to the graveyard
Olga Valerevna Aug 2012
Parasitic muse scratching at my skin
Begging on his knees for me to let him in
But what he does not know and much to his chagrin
Is I already live with creatures just like him

They dance around inside me like notes upon a page
And whisper how they want me as they empty out my veins
I start to hum their tunes to a melody profane
Until I can't remember the sound of my own name
I feel my senses tighten and choke my body's brain
When comprehension's barren everything is sane

So fill my head with wisdom, replacement take your throne
And put a crown on only those who seem to walk alone
Let the road that binds you make you like a stone
To place upon the soil of all your buried bones
Olga Valerevna Aug 2012
The wall went up some time ago
a canvas it became
And painted on each empty space
were remnants of a name

With hues of green and indigo
the background disappeared
But I could see the slightest trace
of eyes that never feared

I stared a while and didn't blink
I wanted to compare
The weakest strokes in every line
so I could be unfair

The lesson here, I start to think
is nothing worth a price
A jealousy that fills the spine
and turns into a vice

A house is built around the wall
but how long will it stand?
The rooftop bends like flimsy boards
held with a rubber band

The day that it begins to fall
I'll stack up all the cards
And then the painted eyes it hoards
no longer will be guards

— The End —