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912 · Sep 2013
Sti(k
Olga Valerevna Sep 2013
See, everything I see before I open up my eyes
Has made them calloused to the days and passing of the time
I cannot find a way to hold the things I held before
And what I have in place of them won't matter anymore
If this is it, I want to leave, I want to walk I mean
I want to take some solace in my memory's machine
I try to keep a steady pace but tread with heavy feet
The gravity of moving on - the source of my retreat
And yesterday is running now and I cannot keep up
But I will let the blisters form before I drop the cup
The pain is gone, my body's free from every kind of ache
The thought of you has settled in, you weren't a mistake
With callouses upon my feet, I walk, I carry on.
912 · May 2014
Flowers for the ones
Olga Valerevna May 2014
I'm always away I'm but never in bed
Never exhausted enough to be dead
Stuck at the edge of the breaths that I take
Nobody passes my way by mistake
I used to see what I purposely could
Stand at the grave like a tragedy would
When did my legs dig a hole in the ground
How do I sleep in the places I found
Tell me a story to summon my thoughts
Pull them apart and connect all the dots
Scribbles and phrases aren't easy read
Impossible only for those who deceive
Nothing is ever the truth when you hide
Pieces of fiction to which you subscribe
Finish the sentence and check what you wrote
Don't be afraid to let everything go
title taken from CocoRosie's, "RIP Burn face"
Olga Valerevna Jan 2013
stripped down to a nakedness she's not the hands to cover
plundered by a lover
a rogue who's undercover
tarnished and possessed
in slavery undressed
taken to the gallows with a noose around her neck
the hanging will be public
her snap to death cathartic
and she'll be made a mockery in front of people manic
their illness like a flood
a passion for the blood
they stand and sink their feet into coagulated mud
she was just their silver
some money they could pilfer
pay their dues in stolen goods that they could not deliver
tactfully selected
made to feel accepted
then callously rejected
in treason's name erected
I bet she'd not expected such a glorified demise.
910 · Jan 2015
the caught
Olga Valerevna Jan 2015
the last i ever closed my eyes i saw too many things
it seemed as though my tendencies were turning into rings
and as i spun on each of them i thought i disappeared
but what i wasn't grasping was i gave into my fears
there's nothing like a wand'ring mind to keep you half unsure
to take you into places you may never know you were  
so if it looks familiar - a face, a scene, a sound
forget what you remember get your head to turn around
remember or forget it
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)
907 · Mar 2013
Take me to the marble town
Olga Valerevna Mar 2013
Came a night without a moon, the stars were hidden too
So I began to search for light I thought I'd find in you
Follow me and trust my steps, you whispered in my ear
And soon your breathy voice became the only one I'd hear
Closer came your flesh to mine, inside your chest I hid
Away from comprehension and from all of what I did
My thoughts had run to marry yours, to make our union known
But I could not commit myself and nothing could be shown
So there I was, a part of you, malignancy within
And yet you seemed to treat me like your body's only skin
I'd stretch and clothe your heavy bones, enhance your sense of touch
To feel the burns you'd give to me if I had asked too much
And so the days would pass along, I waited just to die
For then you'd have to carve me out, remove me from your mind
And gentleness need not apply for it has long been lost
So use your mouth and finish this, I finally accost
904 · May 2014
Scripts
Olga Valerevna May 2014
There's nothing you can give me that is strong enough to stand
The things I cause myself to feel, I'm holding my own hand
And if there's any mercy left I don't know where it is
I only sense its presence when I barely want to live
Between the waves of heaviness my head & heart collide
Instead of showing anything I try to run and hide
The days are catching up to me, I shiver and I shake
I cannot mask the fever that is keeping me awake
I've written down so many words I partially explain
Reduce the possibility of going half insane
The backwardness of this becomes a trigger made of ink
I swallow it because I can't remember how to think
902 · Jul 2013
Eight Drummer Boys
Olga Valerevna Jul 2013
I've gone around infinity and learned enough to know
that numbers with such attributes are only for the show
you cannot sum or shape the time to twist into itself
and thus I lay and ask the whys I find within myself
_____________
uncovering then letting go of what I can't explain
the moments that I cannot hold are not mine to contain
and as I make my way inside of all this scripted void
I find myself at time's dispense, a human turned a toy
Thank you and you're welcome.
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
899 · Aug 2013
Resident Alien
Olga Valerevna Aug 2013
I disappeared so long ago, I need a welcome home
I need the truth to tell me I have never been alone
I'd knelt before an idol head who took away my name
And walked away to follow her - the shadow and the blame
A hologram in summer sun, you saw me now you can't
I found a way to lose myself by leveling a slant
The angle formed the solitude within which I could stay
A sleep deprived contingency whose methods I could play
But soon enough my thoughts became a harder kind of game
Along with them my heart compressed to stone of just the same
I beat to beat the hands of time but mine are weary now
I try to close my eyes sometimes but can't remember how
So here I am, alive and still, I'm asking you to see
I'm asking you to spot me here, wherever that may be
I used to be a resident alien and maybe I still am.
889 · Jun 2013
So perfectly marooned
Olga Valerevna Jun 2013
She wrestled with her sanity like those who couldn't think
Enduring its profanity, the bitterest of drink
And as the taste began to drain from every single pore
The girl who held the cup in hand tried settling the score
But thirsty heads can only take offense to every move
And in the end proclaim defeat, surrender what is due
So spill it out, the time is now, as it has always been
A glass of equanimity, unshakable by whim
"Only love is all maroon."
889 · Dec 2013
A corpse supposed
Olga Valerevna Dec 2013
And so the world will spin inside a mind it never knew
To fill it up with earth and bone and even me and you
The speed of light above it all has noted every name
And used the dust of starry space as ink it wants to lay
I see the budding fingertips let go their feather pens
And rest upon the very heads of fever stricken men
The rain has come in many forms to offer some reprieve
But even now can only reach the ones who do not leave
The backs of those who walk away have turned into the mud
A looser kind of figurine devoid of human blood
884 · Mar 2013
Fishing with no hooks
Olga Valerevna Mar 2013
One day I went fishing, unloaded at the dock
And picked up on the sadness that the earth was giving off
No matter where I wandered, I always felt its pain
It matched the kind inside of me for it was all the same
The day had passed so quickly, the night would soon be here
Intensify despondency and make me disappear
I knew I needed something, the thought had not caught on
'Til weariness displaced my bones in ground I walked upon
from a conversation I had with someone about fishing as a child
883 · Jan 2013
The Locksmith's Door
Olga Valerevna Jan 2013
You are not mine
     and never were you meant to be
I have taken
     what does not belong to me
In doing so
     we were robbed at will's decree
Of forever
     replaced it with carnality
Although  it felt
     like everything fit perfectly
I watched my heart
     fight the lie relentlessly
For I have been
     long before our lives did meet
Tied to one
     who set his soul upon his knee
And I must go
     I'm asking you to let me leave
To claim again
     the key to our eternity
882 · Aug 2013
Keeping up appearances
Olga Valerevna Aug 2013
Inside a mind that wasn't mine
I somehow came to realize
That where I took my thoughts before
Would never matter anymore

The roads I paved had disappeared
And deemed me faulty engineer
Disgraced the pace, upon my face
She saw the wall and did not wait

Suppose I'd tell you what to say
You used to ask me every day
And when I'd talk you'd tune your ears
Then cover up in salty tears

The sea would claim the life you lost
Return to you the latter lot
You held it close so many times
And claimed the right to reconcile

Yet here we are in subs and pars
Collected into mason jars
I'll shatter you, you'll shatter me
Our fragile state will set us free
title taken from the opening line of 'Re-offender' by Travis
879 · Jan 2013
Survived by my heart
Olga Valerevna Jan 2013
Faith is an ***** in bodies unseen
Filled to the brim to be daily redeemed
Guard as you might it will never decay
But hardens and softens like delicate clay
And it will be molded then put through the fire
Hotly transformed from unpromising mire
What's carnal will fall to the side and be burned
But what is eternal will rise from the urn
Your heart will not die.
878 · Oct 2013
My Bother's Son
Olga Valerevna Oct 2013
A seasoned spirit came to me and whispered through the vines
Said, come to me and you will see with otherworldly eyes
The grain was gathered up and stored in what you've built and kept
Although I've watched you walk away so many times, and wept
These walls are indestructible, the walls that house your heart
Surrounded by the higher things each time you fall apart
The ground will always move for you, the earth can only spin
But when the soil tills itself you'll turn to me again
I offer up a single cup of water for your needs
A colder finer sustenance, eternity exceeds
Continue on, September's sun has shined to keep you warm
The heat has changed October skies, compassion be adorned
And when the night is come anew remember what I said
A quiet hum, a gentle breeze, awaken *sleepyhead
Malakai
878 · Mar 2015
The Superior
Olga Valerevna Mar 2015
you've quite the way of stopping
people right along their tracks
it doesn't matter where they are
'cause you’re not coming back
you settle into someone
‘til the lessons are dissolved
and all that’s left is knowledge you would rather not involve
if everything you're leaving had a place inside your head
you'd have to travel wisely
with a map you've never read
and what could you have learned
had you made time to understand
you're not the only human
holding nothing in your hand
perhaps it is uncommon
to believe you're not alone
but what do you become when
you're a person on your own
you pass through peoples' lives but you claim to have your own
876 · Nov 2012
I am where you are lost
Olga Valerevna Nov 2012
Insane
Inane
It's so mundane 
The strain
Outweighs
What I have gained 
 
I trust
I must
Repel the dust
You ****** 
With lust
While we discussed 

The days
And ways 
We set ablaze 
In haze 
Our gaze
Went through a phase

The flame
Became 
Our only name 
A frame
The brain
Could not contain

Will we
Believe 
What we have seen
Or be 
Deceived
By every deed
just some banter
870 · Oct 2013
A Small Crawl
Olga Valerevna Oct 2013
The time has come for you and I
To place our lives where time abides
Consider this my letting go
Of all the weight of 'I don't know'
I'm here right now because of you
And what our Love has put us through
My eyes behold you crystal clear
I hope eternally, my dear
And if I fall or slip away
Please take my hand just like today
We made a vow, each other's now
And all its grace will show us how
To keep our stride in perfect step
Forever waits, we've only met
for my best friend on her wedding day
858 · Jul 2014
Because I just wanted to
Olga Valerevna Jul 2014
So how did I become the kind of person that I am
By changing every part of me I couldn't understand
I wonder what I'll find inside the skin that I suspend
Or maybe what I've lost is more apparent in the end
And where is all the evidence I carried on my back
The weight of it has turned it into something inexact
A haziness pervading what I once believed to be
The only inconsistency I wanted to perceive
Secure in all my shakiness but never unaware
That I was going down a road that wasn't even there
And maybe in my head I thought I'd save a place for you
Until I came to realize that's something I can't do
I cannot save anyone.
Olga Valerevna Nov 2012
Yesterday the world fell off my head and I caved under the weightlessness of my own body

With skin disrobed, I laid out the contents of my skeleton man, base to my eternity 

The two within were once one, now traveling separately down the same road coming undone, gradually

Both heaving and tired, a destination was finally reached - found, inhabited, exhausted - naturally

Consistency in tradeoffs paid in full, bought with soul's heavy gestures - they turned my water

into fog so beautifully
856 · Jan 2014
A Happy
Olga Valerevna Jan 2014
I think I left a part of me in someone else's hands
I'm counting on my memory to tell me where I am
But what if all the tracks I laid begin to disappear
Will anybody know the way that gets me out of here
I hear the train inside my head delivering the news
Your sense of rationality was beaten black and blue
Suppose there be a remedy for every kind of pain
Or I could simply use a mask to hide it all the same
I wonder if I'd recognize the face I used to see
My home is not the place I had believed it once to be
853 · Apr 2014
Breccias
Olga Valerevna Apr 2014
The secrets in your pockets
have fallen on the ground
I gathered up enough to
recover every sound
I'm not afraid to keep them
and move while holding on
Whatever you are saying
I'm hearing as a song
I've learned to know the music
with every sense I have
Return to you the silence
the rest you needed back
851 · Jul 2013
The USPS
Olga Valerevna Jul 2013
:
The weight of what I'm carrying is heavier with you
the bruises on my back are turning black as I turn blue
This body once a ticking clock is losing track of time
and now the only hands I hold are breaking both of mine
The keeper of my tendencies is shattering my bones
subjecting them to rulership of everything he owns
The only things I haven't lost are pieces of my head
the thoughts forced into dormancy because of what you said
And they have been my hiding place for longer than I know
though entropy displaces me whenever I do go
The journey back to where we are is always just the same
exasperating both of us despite what you can claim
I want to leave and so I stay, my reasoning will prove
that it is here, in front of you that I dare not to move
.
Sincerely
848 · Sep 2013
The catalyst
Olga Valerevna Sep 2013
The
house I'd built is nothing now, I'm walking past a hole
I tell myself that I cannot return without a soul
The sacrifices I had made are nothing more than this:
Ephemeral experiments, a reoccurring kiss
I used to think my sorry lips were something of a door
A gate protecting parts of me but that was all before
I came across a verbiage that entered through my teeth
That made its way inside of me and settled underneath
The time it took to reinforce its structure with my bones
Has passed like an eternity, in never ending groans
I'll change the bricks to powder soon by mulling over thoughts
And place them in a mortar to contain them while they rot
And as the house of sand and fog is gradually entombed
The ground will hold a funeral to bury every
room
Is this your house?
848 · Dec 2015
On wings they sing
Olga Valerevna Dec 2015
There's nothing that exists as true as hearts that intertwine
and weather all the stages and the seasons of the time
And even when the world has chosen darkness over light
I know they'll see each other in the memories of sight
They've captured what is holy, incorruptible and pure
the burden of forever that will never be unsure
If cursèd were the people they had ever come to know
they marked them with their presence and left traces in the snow
To follow in their footsteps is the wiser thing to do
but nothing will be pushed upon the ones unwilling to
The lost can be at home with those who bare the fruit of grace
a youthful disposition can restore a weary face
With empathy unyielding and eternally at work
there's nothing left to fear because the honesty gives birth
To those they simply carry on the wings of who they meet
a cleaver and his wife have come to sweep you off your feet
Genesis 2:24
847 · Mar 2013
let's tessellate
Olga Valerevna Mar 2013
meet me in the moment and carry me away
tell me there are better things in store for us today
tell me you're a dreamer, night can be our guide
we can live inside our heads, a place for us to hide
space will claim our bodies and bind them in a knot
keep them where the people are but never let them rot
time is not the issue, granted we're asleep
riding out infinity like rivers running deep
synchronized completely, a level playing field
fluid rationality is finally unsealed
title taken from Alt-J's "Tessellate"
840 · Sep 2014
The Ten
Olga Valerevna Sep 2014
Lose* all your credibility and say youre still a man
you cant even remember what its like to understand
And everything you see is only partially complete
The rest will be revealed to you when gravity has ceased
But just before you float away from everything you had
Whatever you have stolen will be rightly taken back
And youll be left with nothing but the human you command
A heavy kind of feeling will begin to hold your hand
who you are and what you have to give
837 · Aug 2013
Spin
Olga Valerevna Aug 2013
So how many words 'til you ruin the plot
Convince all the people they are who they're not
:
You may be an army that purges the mind
But what are your weapons when tested by time
:
For envy will widen the path that you're on
And cause you to number the lives you have won
:
And if there be motive aside of your own
Allow it to wander then leave it alone
:
That is when death has much more of a chance
When no one is watching, it asks you to dance
:
And as it accepts every slight of your hand
Your freedom is taken, replaced with demand
:
The things that were told you along every step
Are what you will use to redeem every theft
:
Collections continue, the army in droves
A walking commandment, a conquering prose
How do you measure the weight of your words?
835 · Dec 2012
The Masquerade (10W)
Olga Valerevna Dec 2012
Everything's been dipped, disguised
the people, nature, cloaked in lies.
835 · Feb 2013
The Hangman's Address
Olga Valerevna Feb 2013
I am a collector of things, he said
Of all I can fit in my head
Hoarding the ghosts  I have come to displace
Vicarious grins on my face
But standing beside the lot I've arranged
I conclude I am slightly deranged
The rope that I hold becomes heavy and loose
And ties itself into a noose
Somehow it dresses the nape of my neck
Like the sea wears a ship in a wreck
There is no space in my mind anymore
And I'm waiting outside by the shore
Hang up the line that contains what I am
Remind me that I'm just a man
Corruptible
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 Oct 2012
sodded with soil of dark turmoil
ready for the earthworms
831 · May 2013
Underneath the floorboards
Olga Valerevna May 2013
I know what I mean when I say it
Though you think I'm talking in code
A fancier truth I will forfeit
When I'm in your humble abode

I only delay in your absence
If you are away in your head
But time is the killer of nonsense
So words that are weak can lie dead

I've seen what I needed to witness
A carefully crafted display
And I am no longer a harness
My fibers have started to fray

The process began on the fringes
The very outside of ourselves
And somehow undid all the hinges
To doors binding both of our hells
title taken from Copeland's, "I'm a Sucker for a Kind Word"
Olga Valerevna Sep 2012
the one they are and the one they want to be

      well this is me, fighting duality, making an attempt to wholly be free 

i can tell you assuredly - i'm not scared, admittedly 

i have no idea what it is that I'm doing
i don't understand what it is that I'm pursuing


if such is life I willingly, shall spend my days accordingly

i'll not expect too much you see, only take what comes to me

       i'll keep it close within my reach, hide from those who steal to be     

one of me grasps easily, the other let's go skeptically
830 · Apr 2014
Surgical Sutures
Olga Valerevna Apr 2014
The stitches on my fingertips have slowly come undone
And everything I touch is never seen by anyone
What tucked itself away inside the movements I would make
Are left upon the surfaces of all that I forsake
I never wanted anything as much as I want you
Remember what I said the moment I don't follow through  
Instead I tie my hands around the promises I made
And let myself become like all I touch, forever *fade
829 · Feb 2014
Separate Skin
Olga Valerevna Feb 2014
There came a night when everything I never knew I kept
Escaped my skin, a whisper's breath - you held me and I wept
And somewhere in the time it took for me to settle down
The simple act of being calm seemed all the harder now
From then a salty kind of rain would daily burn my skin
And multiply the passageways through which I'd let you in
I needed them to flood enough for me to let you out
Create the kind of waterfall that made a single route
And as you'd drift away from me, return the strength I lack
Return to me a state of mind I want to set on track
Within the absence you'd supply I'd shed my weary gaze
And take another step toward the frame for which I'm made
Reciprocated.
829 · Feb 2013
To my future self (10W)
Olga Valerevna Feb 2013
Tell me how many lifetimes I've lost thinking about tomorrow.
Will I even be here to answer?
829 · May 2014
Sapphire Stains
Olga Valerevna May 2014
I dipped my skin in acetone to render it untrue
The look I have achieved - a simple shade of black & blue
I wonder if the people who can see it are surprised
But reckon there is nothing that will shock their states of mind
I haven't been exposed enough to feel them looking in
To ask them any questions I could even dare to spin
So if you want to look at all the flesh I've ever worn
I ask you to be gentle like you've never been before
I cannot bear the judgement of the people who are here
Who've come to make a mockery of all that I call dear
And yet I fail to move because I've paralyzed my bones
I guess I'll have to stand until I catch the final *stones
826 · Feb 2014
Fight to keep
Olga Valerevna Feb 2014
I can see your shadow coming closer in the dark
Growing like a tumor while I slowly fall apart
Nothing like a moment to remind you that you're weak
Grazing on the bits of truth you never fought to keep
Yet somewhere underneath the skin of what you have become
There exist the rudiments of silences to drum
But how do you identify a peace you cannot see
And put your trust in every part invisible to me
I am not the one who claimed your body as my own
So I will sit here ripping all the stitches we have sewn
And as the holes expose themselves the light begins to dance
Gradually consuming, letting go of what I can't
title taken from Run River North's, "Fight to Keep"
823 · Aug 2013
In the Key of C
Olga Valerevna Aug 2013
Have
people's minds become so thin that thinking causes pain
Subdued by every common thing consoling them insane
Transparency has found a way to take its toll on me
But I am here to welcome that which causes him to see
That I have woven far too much with strings that do not hold
And what I've caught inside of them is meant for letting go
The spider said he'd take me in and fed me my own mind
A web of lengthy subtleties diluted in my spine
I crawled upon them long enough to change the shape of days
Pretending to facilitate the others in their ways
But somewhere in this head of mine I tucked away your voice
The only sound that anymore can bring me to rejoice
The note, a key, in which I place the contents that remain
A map upon the lines I crossed but won't and can't
sustain
822 · May 2013
At the borderline
Olga Valerevna May 2013
A traveler once came to me to tell me where he'd been
But every word that left his tongue would land upon my skin
Internalizing what I did had not left any space
And so the pressure climbing on just settled on my face
Expressions changing all too fast I started losing ground
Collecting only ***** air that morphed into a sound
And when I opened up my mouth it made its way inside
A deafening cacophony was crashing like a tide
The flood I felt was something like a temporary rest
Accumulated over time I couldn't seem to test
And then I knew, I understood the purpose driven fall
The plan my shaking hands had drawn was bowing to the call
822 · Sep 2013
Clocks & Cartographers
Olga Valerevna Sep 2013
Where are the lines when the time has aligned?
And is there a way to accountably die?
I seek but a grave for this body to lie
Yet cannot submit to the ground, it is dry

A desert of trouble is all I can find
Desperate, I wander and tangle the vines
Here in the moment our steps are entwined
But who was the first to arrive, you or I?

Take up your pen and the hand that you hide
Use all the ink that is harbored inside
Bleed like a wound, it will keep you alive
Why do you fear what you simply deny?

Bury the questions, one sand at a time
Under the doubt that displaces your mind
Come be unraveled, prepared and refined
Then help me uncover meridian *lines
817 · Jul 2013
And the world is you
Olga Valerevna Jul 2013
Where is any sanity the world told me it had
For everywhere I look I see the creatures going mad
It must be in the water and the air that we all breathe
A kind of animosity that never takes reprieve
To linger there inside is the way for it feed
The appetite of villains who consume your every deed
Protection can be offered but it is not what it seems
An optical illusion that unravels in your dreams
But when they make you restless, the monsters in your head
Insomnia will settle on the weightiness of dread
And under all the pressure every body will retire
Dissevered by the senses and returned into the mire
title taken from Jealousy Curve's,"The world is you"
817 · Feb 2013
Compos Mentis
Olga Valerevna Feb 2013
My dreams have lost their luster and I read them easy now
With everything in lucid rhyme that doesn't skip a sound
I'm summoned by a certain note and open both my eyes
And what constructs the things I see puts hoods upon the lies
But how can I approach them now without becoming stained
Without becoming subject to the motives they've unchained
In retrospect I take a step, enough to make a start
Without delay my legs begin to move our worlds apart
In time I'll reach the ground I knew and tended to, before
Though blind I be my hands contain the key that sealed the door
In sanity.
813 · Jan 2014
We kept our eyes on the sun
Olga Valerevna Jan 2014
I know a man who melted in the layers of my skin
And I will call him Icarus, now where do I begin -

I met him in the middle of the earth and all its time
A moment I cannot recall, a true forever's why
The wax from every question mark his mind could ever draw
Had taken on another form, a vein he never saw
And so it was a pair of eyes much different from his own
Became a house he'd recognize and even call his home
The company he found within enabled him to wake
A kind of curiosity he fought but couldn't shake
For underneath the rigidness his character sustained
Was but a man alive and well with everything to gain
title taken from The Bear Romantic's, "The End"
812 · Dec 2013
Cain & Unable
Olga Valerevna Dec 2013
What can you escape when the ground becomes your feet
Taking you to places you had never thought you'd be
If I tell you something would you say you understood
Even if the sun was down and we became the woods
Here we are in front of it, the world between our heads
Making us susceptible to holes inside our beds
I have fallen many times because of holding on
To paralleled uncertainties you've hidden in your palms
Cover up the tracks and it's as if I wasn't there
I'll continue walking til I'm physically impaired
806 · Mar 2014
Microsleeps
Olga Valerevna Mar 2014
I came to see the casket
An open heavy thing
And what I saw inside was
Decomposition's hymn

A song without a spirit
That never should have died
Remember when you killed it
Remember how you cried


The reoccurring nightmare
That shook you from your sleep
Had made its way outside of
The consciousness you'd keep

The ceremony's over
And now I must confess
My person is the coffin
The coffin is my chest
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
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