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Ryan Bowdish Dec 2012
Snow makes holes in her house.
"Let me out, now."
The longest arms that reach out
Are not tree branches.
There's too much fog on the ground,
She's lost here.
No books, no cameras.

Black bags and tree branches
There's red everywhere.
The grass is grabbing me.

She can't believe it's so tall...
Well, come on and see.
Don't just stand there, do something!
Flee, don't scream.
Forget everything that you've seen.
Don't try and save me.
No one ever believes me.

I'm not who I once was!
There's red everywhere.
I can't stop these headaches,
Why are you following me?

Just leave it alone, whatever it is!
Stay away from that place, that's all I can say.
If I see you again, I'll **** you right then.
You broke into my house again.
I keep feeling like I can't see,
Like I never want to feel the sun.
Like I can just curl up and die now,
Because I know he'll hold me down.
Let me ride the carousel!
Take off your suit and tie!
I'm choking on static and sleep
Reassured by his lies.
He's got me down on my knees!
I can't see I can't breathe!
The bees are in my bloodstream!
He has no face to be seen!

I'm not who I once was!
There's red everywhere!
I can't stop these headaches!
His faceless head gapes at me.
creepy pasta :)
Ryan Bowdish Dec 2012
The void erupts
We grip the lawn for dear life
So I squeeze the glass in my hand
To let the blades of grass inside.

The stars are falling!
Trees are uplifted into the widening sky.
Car alarms shriek a eulogy
For the fear ****** from our eyes.

Venus is gone!
Tie our broken arms together
I bite my lips in half
So my taste will last forever.

The stars are slowing!
Streetlights bleed slowly in the night:
Like traffic on the freeway,
The photons no longer move at the speed of light

So the line starts here (buildings uproot)
Your nails are in my veins (there's no wind)
Outrun the singularity (if you dare)
If you please, if you care.
Let this be all I know (Glowing)
Ion storms collide (It's colder somehow)
The sun slips far away (Where I'll be)
Moments becoming infinities

The clock stops!
This is our infinite second.
I just want to move to see you
But you were out of sight

When terror became night.
Nightmare: Black hole opens. Woke up terrified. The last second of the dream lasted for an hour, and I was a slave to my constant approach to the speed of light.
Ryan Bowdish Dec 2012
Like a web was spun
Just for the purpose of this
Me feeling to death

Capturing a source
Waiting for the interview
Life rides on moments

Better time it right
Or else you can sleep outside
Thanks dad. Thanks a lot.
Ryan Bowdish Dec 2012
This world lies in ruin.
Seraphs clip their wings off.
The pale horse awaits...

A conflagration of mediocrity and razorblades
None shall see past the flies.
Bees will replace our eyes.

Hell is finally on earth.
You think we didn't ask for it?
It's almost like we wanted every phenomenon to be an end to all life.

So here we are, the day has passed.
And all this world here sits.

I'm alone by a broken down wall.
I can breathe, but I know that in the end, it's all methane.
Eruption from the ground, the worms, THE WORM.
Choirs beckoning to the pearly gates
Mirage the flesh, obscure dead trees, blot out the sun.

We are God
And we approve of this message.

I am Satan.
And I am so ******* glad you guys have been sitting on your ***** for 100 years, letting yourself be ***** by the hand of ignorance and greed. You couldn't make this any easier.

No rapture.
Just fire.
This isn't how I am feeling, I just thought it would be fun to write a dark apocalypse poem ^_^
Ryan Bowdish Dec 2012
The chains grow red
The taste of the teeth I ground away
I talk too much (not that I didn't know already)
And I hate myself for it.

Change! Where does it come?
Why do I try when all I end up feeling is alone?
**** my soul with the taint of struggle
To pursue everything but the American dream.

My place is no where.
Into space is everything I want to bleed
The filter in my head (has never been present)
And I hate myself for it.

Please! All my friends come to my aid!
This is a cry for help if I had any.
Fake my happiness every time you ask me
If I found anything that works for me.

Lessons learned untie in my mind
All the smoke clouds are fogging my up inside
My father once told me to shut the **** up
He told me to speak when spoken to.
I dominate the conversation
Obviously I have no place
I never know when to talk to someone
I never know what I shouldn't say

Letting go of the rose
Just keeping the thorns in my hands
There's a gun in the next room
And if I sneak past him I can bring it to my bed

Stay alive! Thats all I try
But why when I push all I love away?
Things I invest in I can never stick with
I put one egg in every basket
And I can no longer mask it
I got all my eggs in every basket
But I have no right to ask it
Why can't I be good at anything?

(Cry for help)
(Look to sky)
(Try to hope)
(Don't see why)
Should I?
Ryan Bowdish Dec 2012
Once again, four thirty-seven.
No one else but me.
No one else.

I open my palms upward to study how a reading's done
All I see are roads I have never traveled.
Did anyone ask for their fingerprints?
No one else but me.

Nose to the sky, rainfall and lakes collide
Please take me to the fire.
Locked inside, safe, alive.
No one else but me.

When your mother spits you out, she says the same thing your teachers said:
They say you are a snowflake.
If that's true, how did you end up so much like me (or vice versa; you did come first, after all)?
Life lost momentum when I met you: The world finally stopped screaming past.
So it's given me some time to reflect, and here I sit,
Just entertaining the notion that I would like to die with you.

I think of your eyes in my child, years into the future.
Long evenings by the fire, watching rain hit the windows and explode.
There you are, with your eyes full of tears, and I am just as lost.
Dream weddings, cold champagne...
A dinner table crammed together...they all talk with their mouths full. How cute.
A dark bedroom, those eyes...no lust, just a look.
That smile I wake up to every single day. Her head on my heart.
I do not want this to happen to me, if it can't be you.

You're scared to trust too much, you do it so often.
You think too much, you're anxious.
Sometimes lonely, sometimes for no real reason at all...
Like Sunday morning blues.

Could we be any more exactly the same?
Our differences still excite me. Noticing discrepancies makes my heart weak.
I love finding out new things about you. I could build an entire encyclopedia on you.
And we may be down some, but we're geniuses. Young and talented.
Brilliant and creative. We find pick-me-ups.

Sometimes I consider staying in bed and giving up
And then I just tell myself...
Every day brings me that much closer to you.

I don't know why I am so worried to miss out on the opportunity
That is your compassion.
I keep feeling you slipping away...but probably that's me being antisocial (pause for laughter)...
Well I am not scared anymore.
My soul has been opened and I am glowing inside... I feel ascension.
I have a road to follow...

And know if I am never a musician, or a firefighter, or an electrician, or any of those things I love...
I will be your husband.
And there will be NO divorce.

The snow is falling barely.
Like its indecisive.
I used to be that way, but you beckoned me inside.
No one else but you.

Loneliness is an illusion with you alive,
And let it be known that my soul is yours
Or God strike me down.
No one else but you.

It's warm here, in my arms...
You can barely keep your eyes open...
I carry you to our cold sheets.
No one else.

No one else but you.

(Defying fate; Forging destiny)
Dedicated to a specific bay area resident
Ryan Bowdish Dec 2012
Fingers blowing wind on keys,
I'm outside letting snow fall on me
Watching her with leather eyes and knees.
She's studying her periphery
And I can see that she's been waiting
For me to finish smoking.

Tearing the universe open
Her black skin and nails shaking me.
The chord sits gaping like coffins
In open casket last time seeing your
Identity embodied in somebody else who never misses beats.

The pool was closing up
And you were a stranger.
I never listened to my instincts
And that made us perfect.

The steam rises from the water til
Vision escapes me and it
Closes around her soft body.
She dives down and lets the
Chlorine leave her hidden
And my legs were gone again.

She peaks the momentum
Her dark hair and eyes both agree:
I need someone else around me,
Some sound to come down and let out
The lesser parts of all the things I could have been.


The pool was closing up
And you were a stranger.
I never listened to my instincts
And that made us perfect.
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