Sinking in a stifling room, sunken eyes
Staring at sights that were never seen,
I torture this being that was once me.
With tarnished skin taunting, innocence
Inflamed, I lose myself to that madness
And in this demise, I dwell, desperately.
No more energy can I embrace, no more
Can people force forgiveness on my failings -
In this worthless state, so weak, I plead that the breath begone.
Burdened with a sack of heavy load,
walking the rigid path of a worn road;
in faith and a moment to spare,
and hope for a new day to share.
For the way is bleak and narrow,
spurted with challenges and sorrow;
dreary as the darkened night,
the day slipped with each passer-by.
Doomed with a longing to swear,
at everything, when life is not fair;
helpless and in need of comfort,
no-one dared to give it a thought.
Life seemed too much to bear,
and discontentment was too close at the rear.
Never fear for the light is drawing nigh,
in the morrow when darkness will sigh.
Sometimes, a shadow dark and cold,
lay like a mist across the road,
but be encouraged by the sight,
where there's a shadow, there's a light.
the wing beats
of the butterfly
tell me what to do
i disagree, but cannot sleep
i anger at the signals
all around me all the time
i drift to sleep on *****
called to something
it said you are it
no effect without cause
i am it
Last night I couldn’t sleep
I knew I eventually would somehow,
but I was worried about
My health again.
Will I die too young? Sometimes things
just happen that way.
I don’t think I’d be as ready to embrace
death as I think I would
But then again I’d be dead, remembering what I am, then coming back to life ready to lose myself once more.
thats an ultimate embrace.
I just think I don’t want my mother to cry.
I was trying to fall asleep
with this half worry about
death health and habits
I noticed a clock ticking
something I’d overlooked over my
2 day stay.
This was good. Anything but.
A small light flashed. It flashed every 5-6 ticks
of the very loud clock.
I closed my eyes,
They sprang open, not ready to shut
I let them shut on their own.
I heard bells
It doesn’t matter
And then it came closer.
I dont let that bother me too much.
As I finally drifted I saw flashes
Of dark images.
Things that made me ask “how do I come up with this ****? Is it the bells?”
I became a bit frustrated that
I was coming to irrational conclusions.
I tried to replace the images but they
Smeared themselves in blood
And ate their own heads
I hacked their bodies with my mind.
I’m just trying to get some sleep.
Eventually I did.
I slept at the expense of my imagination characters lives.
Your mind — Full of itself
Your heart — Lying
With all ambition but a distraction
Don't try of you will lose yourself
On such small things
This blasted verse. This ****** thought. Has been in my head for weeks on end. Because one of my problems is that I value my own thought and forethought too much. Eventually traveling the same paths over and over again just to see if I can be, at peace there. When God alone is the purveyor of peace of mind. Not me. He.
If I would whisper you
I could melt your soul
The words that I can see
Are connected through feelings
And if we stare for to long
More of south than north
But, I will dream about you
Dress with full lust
As equal as we are
420 as flowers
Lets stalk about the sun, while we watch it under
People called me
Actually they mispronounced
~your smiling queen :)
Motivating myself to become an achiever.