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May 2016 · 717
Migrant Mutation
Shawn H Reeder May 2016
This hopeless existence
Made me question persistence.
I'm deep in water,
And it's only getting hotter.
Suddenly, these chains break free.
Oh Lord, was it meant to be?
No longer bleeding, no longer bound.
Who knows what shall be found?
Risen from my resting place.
Self doubt, soon to be erased.
Mar 2016 · 431
The spoils of optimism
Shawn H Reeder Mar 2016
Our days of youth seemed so fluorescent.
The sun mandates we must enjoy the moment.
Love that we all have for life tastes so potent.
Such eye opening beauty hides that inevitable depressant.
A day shall arrive when our dreams wind up abducted
By that horrid beast whose only goal is inner death.
Those sunny days seem more distant with each breath.
My passion for life, and love for others forever corrupted.

I live on the north pole; winter just begun.
Nov 2015 · 332
The Sickness of Being Human
Shawn H Reeder Nov 2015
I embody those relatable sound waves,
The nutrients your body always craves.
We're apart, and there's no one to blame.
It's our love that couldn't possibly be tamed.

In my twisted mind, craving the arms of another.
The universe guarantees the feeling of being smothered.
Oneself will forever be our most formidable enemy.
Stuck with my own comfort, I wither helplessly.
Cause I will always be a cheese ball.
Nov 2015 · 507
From Green to Orange
Shawn H Reeder Nov 2015
Death in the air, repeated harvest, and ****** is the only the viable volunteer.
Our spirits inherit this deep freeze, to migrate to a better year.
It is of our nature to **** what we tend to and care for.
We are all told this cycle is progress, and to ignore this horrid gore.
One soul must be reborn thousands of times to achieve satisfaction.
Seedlings of grass are no longer visible, even a thousand mile walk cannot find human interaction.
The one and only way to find the light is to burn a thousand souls.
I now find myself lusting, out of control; tormenting weakness now my only goal.

Let the snowfall begin.
This is how I Feel about organized religion.
Nov 2015 · 851
For the Sick
Shawn H Reeder Nov 2015
These vibes live, and bleed right through me.
No need to speak, your emotive nature speaks what's left unsaid.
The leaches pierce what's not seen, merely to watch me bleed.
The final goal of these dark enigmas is to make love that's felt, dead.

Those who see most beauty, embrace the worst enigmas imaginable.
We pay the ultimate price, so that sincere healing can begin.
Knowing this, i gladly run to the Gatling gun; cause so many are unable.
My dying wish is to see those darkened eyes enlightened with a grin.

Embrace your dark enigma.
Why must i feel everyone's emotions haunting my soul?
Sep 2015 · 312
Untitled
Shawn H Reeder Sep 2015
For those who cannot stand alone; alone is all you will ever know.
Sep 2015 · 717
Brail
Shawn H Reeder Sep 2015
Peer deep within my eyes
and you'll see all I despise.
Inevitable pain between the highs.
Love is gone, said my last goodbyes.

All I ask is for some company please.
My soul is forever in a deep freeze.
From me, you took all but this disease.
All my dreams float away like a breeze.

Your face is forever printed in my mind
like brail that is provided for the blind.
Passion is everywhere, yet I still can't find
myself in this darkness, my soul unrefined.
Shawn H Reeder Jul 2015
Happiness and reflection,
Both flow a different direction.
The unrealistic expectation of perfection.
leaves you with little protection.

The loveliest moments in life are reflected.
It's the only wound in my brain that I've dissected.
My actions drove you away, my madness now manifested.
A strong desire to be away from me, the only emotion detected.

Giving your body and desires to someone you barely know, I Suspect.
All humans can say, fighting daily for happiness requires rare intellect.
Emotions flood my organs with panic, we have the same worth as an insect.
The daily struggle of optimism is more difficult than learning a new dialect.

Free your mind, let those sadistic memories fade.
Somehow,forgetting you was the roughest choice I've ever made.
Yet, the loveliest moments in life are soon to explode like a grenade.
Give your heart to the lord; Over time, blessings will multiply.

DO NOT BEG FOR HER,
Life is too short for a personal crusade.
In this world, the most humble often go insane.
God shall stay from day to day.

Your eyes stuck in my mind,
My eyes wonder, make me blind
I am at my brightest when neglected.
GOD AND MAN: FOREVER CONNECTED.

Don't feel spiteful because of memories never made.
When abandoned, stay grateful, for our father's love shall never fade.
Jul 2015 · 333
Glass half full of shit
Shawn H Reeder Jul 2015
Dear father,
Everything around us lures that inevitable fog.
All this pain soon will dissipate into hatred
Though you see me for what I am not,it's obvious
How hard I have tried to be the son you've envisioned.

Death just might be my last hope.  
Ring my neck, hang me by that rope.
May 2015 · 660
Refugee
Shawn H Reeder May 2015
What if I told you there was a place.
where souls come, go, get lost.
For us few,there's just not enough disk space.
Even then, we shall continue to Praise.

My only hope is a controlled chemical reaction.
Neurotransmission is my only way to the celestial.
The closer to man, the bigger gravitational interaction.
The loneliness of a lost soul is nothing exceptional.

We all are on the receiving end of an unanswered prayer.
All these questions we do not know, our faith rarely grows.
The sweat, blood, and tears of lost men forms a giant layer
Over the entire earth; only then we might know.

Do these Heavenly deities feel the need to inspire?
The world is becoming more and more apathetic.
The souls of these sheep no longer have the herdsman to acquire.
All places once filled with beauty; ran outa' the need for aesthetics.

A species with infinite passion and potential
Have been left behind by these loving Saints.
Curse our flaws, through gods eyes, we seem inconsequential.
The suppression of our souls and emotions have made us faint.

God waits to bless all these souls who have become refugees.
You cannot live this life waiting to die. DO GREAT THINGS.
These expensive chemical reactions forced upon my body & Soul.
Lo, even if i do make the right choices, I seemingly never find the King.

The almighty likes to play that sick game of hide and seek.
On this morning, I cry, and cry more to fill this creek.
That is headed directly towards the castle.
Gods love is so bright; it cannot ever be used as a crutch.

We can all be blinded by the expectation of blessings.
Fight, fight, fight because you cannot come out of retirement in life.
Soon you shall see greater beauty and emotional bliss
Than you could have ever even prayed for.

Patience.  It's the spirit of a higher power can make the difference.
Seek knowledge about god and all religion is important business.
Ask with honesty, and god promised to be there for assistance.
We are all sons and daughters of him/her, let's all beat this sickness.

This war and never ending hiding is coming to an end.
Soon, his flock will return like an old friend.
Lucifer, Oh Lucifer, stay back from thee.
How much can go wrong in a day....well a lot for me, but so many more had it much worse.  I hate catching myself feeling sorry for myself.
May 2015 · 2.8k
Helping Hand
Shawn H Reeder May 2015
Ink and thoughts both dressed in black.
Too much darkness for creatures of the sun.
This voice inside tells me to run
from these realities; to the sun and back.

I wait in line for immortality,
Yet, divinity is found through actions
Not my predictable, selfish reactions.
Gods light can only be grown organically.

Be that helping hand.
May 2015 · 298
The View From the Moon
Shawn H Reeder May 2015
Feeling like the plague,
I move place to place; from death.
We breed suffering.
Respond with more force than the gravity that's pressed upon you.
May 2015 · 487
Brother's Taker
Shawn H Reeder May 2015
Face drenched with humidity,
You're the first face to see
In this strange wasteland; A Haunting glow
Forces me to accept my own stupidity.

My praise to somniferum must end.
Both physical and emotional sickness
Has led to this physiological decay.
Family is often your only friend.

We love for each other; live for the bond.
This unforgiving, subliminal love that led to collapse.
Please don't lead to my eventual relapse.
Spit and laughter hit my face; how do I Respond?

Now I must, again, get on that plane.
Fly away from my own salvation.
On my own, I must fight temptation.
Hate in our hearts only remain.

Too much adrenaline for blood,
I have had enough.
For you, I will never have that same love.
Let there be red, begin the flood.

After All, my brother's keeper
Is also my brother's taker.
May 2015 · 560
Sphere
Shawn H Reeder May 2015
Why do you hold back
From this timeless emotion?
Let the opinions of others
Dictate the life you live.


Fly free like you want to.
Apr 2015 · 812
Faint, New Blue
Shawn H Reeder Apr 2015
The thunderclouds circle the Valley.
Soothing sounds from the darkest formations.
Send me off shore, One with the Galley.
No one shall miss thee, let there be little doubt.

The waves have risen and lowered; Littered with evil stench.
My guts hit the Stain, never again to be the same.
Just trying to forget, curse this haunted skin.
Being unable to forget, I'm a *******, living life in pretense.

Blue, blue, blue; the one color I see or touch.
Feeling helpless until eventually, i too turn blue.
Only then, do I count my blessings. No use for crutches.
Treat every human as if they were the last hearts blessed.

Land **!!! Finally, everything I have waited for.
These sands are clouds.  My date with the almighty is here.
The one who stenches the darkness with Ammonia.
Does his best to keep those haunted souls at bay.

Fire is also Blue,
Thus hell might be too.
Fight for me, lord of Orion.
It's Heaven, I should have praised before departure.
Thank you all.  God Bless you all.  And if you don't believe in god, well he doesn't exist in your eyes.  I don't know there is a god, but something won't let go of me in the form of spirit.
Apr 2015 · 1.5k
Patriotic Parrots
Shawn H Reeder Apr 2015
I see you in the sky, at the park,
The beach, the trees, and everything existing.
My eyes glow with vengeance,
Me, that one and lonely lark.
These parasitical souls always stare.
Everyone can see, yet they say the same thing.
Infecting all those with a heart is your daily hobby.
By this time, the deepest crater forms
In my stomach, yet even so,
do not keep your mouth shut.
Freedom glows in the dark,
And it is pitch black.  These
Intoxicated,  pseudo democratized zombies
Engulfed the entire country.
Yes, one man is one vote
Is a romantic belief that infects most of us.  
Forging a sincere democratic thought,
Was it passion for those buried centuries in the past?
U.S.A is the place to be if you have money,
Yet leave the weary and weak,
Hungry, and weak. America, certainly is no honey.
Riches of crazed beings is what they seek.
To feel any bliss at all, I must pay tithe.
Pass the furnace to my soul.
All talk no walk, with these politicians.  It doesn't help to have robots who have little to no knowledge, who did no research, to elect our local politician.  Whomever takes the most corporate dollars, is always the winner.  Once elected he keeps his word to that corporation, then holds a firm opinion about a few social policies, so that he has something for middle America to think they're voting for.  I hope the issues of marriage equality, and cannabis get resolved so that we can start talking about real issues that make this country less and less democratic ironically, one vote at a time.
Apr 2015 · 545
Blooming Sunday
Shawn H Reeder Apr 2015
Write as if you could write
Your own last words.
Cause' you cannot rely
On battery operated machinery.
Apr 2015 · 731
Forget
Shawn H Reeder Apr 2015
Ode to our empty abyss.
Why must God bless
That torn mistress.
One man's treasure
Is another man's forever.
Indisposed, he can still
Taste the musk on her lips.
Holding all this hate inside,
I surely will not live long.
You can keep forever,
And I will swim in darkness
Undressed, lonely, and deprived.
I will continue indefinitely
Searching for light until
I combust into shards of plasma.
Just when I become bright enough,
All I see is fire,
And the ashes of the dead.
These horrid depictions of mutilation.
Drowning in these bloodied waters.
In a day and age where we live till 80,
But it will take twice as long
To find anything steady.
Forever stuck in my head.
I'm ready.
Apr 2015 · 812
Grail
Shawn H Reeder Apr 2015
Only one question remains,
Will you destroy yourself
Before you find yourself?
The worship of substance
Will only lead to the chase.
The only modern persistance
Is living life in a consistent pace.
The plants, animals, and everything In existence
Have the same origin
Blessed are the heathens!
We came from stars
Made outa' heaven,
And now we've made earth
Into our own perfect hell.
Everyone is searching
For their own holy grail.
When, as if we are all blind,
It's right in front of our eyes,
Waiting to be utilized.
Because our meaning can only be found
Through the service of others.
We first learn this from our mothers.
Evoke the spirit through peace.
Count every atom in existence,
And you will soon find
The solution is one.

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