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Raffael Jan 20
when i think about it now

even having distance

i cant tell you how

it happened

even if you insisted

an accident

driven by emotion

inverted devotion

what a destructive thing

it can be

spilled the glass

but the water

will never go back in again

you see

a tragedy

written by linearity

if i was god

i would play a shell game

with the disparity

of cause and effect

move em around

until its correct

but

we both know

i am just another silly man

who turned up the heat

too much

burned

then broke

your precious love
Raffael Jan 20
you never TRULY loved me

oh

how do i know?

because fire is hot
Raffael Jan 20
swallowed by the earth

a blank slate at birth

now i am here

i fear

your fleeting love

i love

your fear of losing me

it begins

with you and me

and it ends

with you losing me

eyes wide open

in the pitch black

you see

what i see

made a deal

that truth is what we feel

together

in this mess

we digress

eyes wide shut

what we got

is what we lost

paths got twisted

we missed it

the mystery of being loved
Raffael Jan 19
crawling

to the tv
to the sound who shakes
my state of mind

crawling

to the fridge
to the taste who soothes
my state of mind

crawling

to the door
to the person that upsets
my state of mind

crawling

to the window
to the view that bores
my state of mind

crawling

to your secret unseen light
to the shine that uplifts
my state of mind

not

crawling

anymore
Raffael Jan 19
on the couch

at heavensgate

heart of cold

live to live, but waiting for the end

sending radio signals of love (no responds)

you are my jupiter, out of reach, protecting me

redacted, distracted

from what came before (haha)

to be alive, its optional

i got picked by...god? to be who i am

i didnt pick it

its a scam
Raffael Jun 2020
a knife to cut
the cosmos
into pieces
the search for truth
is not negotiable
cut down
all the way
to the dark matter bone
scientist
with eagle eyes and talons
doesn't matter if the rocks are screaming
if the trees are bleeding
they are bleeding out facts
and that's that
i bet at night he prays for x-ray eyes
in the morning he states "gods a lie"
oh time is going by
and in the end
we all listen
to sweet songs composed in the afterlife
Raffael Jun 2020
And in the end
it didn't last
the past did outrun
the present

so without a future
our minds turned away
from a life that seemed worth living

the gift stopped it's giving
and two pawns moved away
to either side
of the chessboard

both we shrugged it off
fates hands did the moving
and afterwards
nothing left
and no one's right

Oh my soul
is now living on
teaspoons of love
teaspoons of love
only
teaspoons of love
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