The snakes sent by Satan,
Slither past our skin.
But you and I are special -
You and I are beyond sin.

The apple is forbidden,
But you and I have set our eyes,
On something that is much beyond
The realm of Paradise.

Everything that we hold dear -
Destroys us.

We keep holding on.

Absent
resting on a crippled pillar
bringing back words-
from your mouth
and rain
sprung in
so I brainstormed you
residing in secret of
raindrops.

tumbling like envy
whereas the smoke is clear
of all memory
that hope is colorless
but clear of design

words that belonged to you
squint in doubt
in vascular pressure
like fidelity was found scared
from heart to bone I'm shaking

in a brief time period
yet, you are the storm
descending
in the vicinity around me.

and out on crippled pillars.
hair soaked in deep shallows
I'd be banished in present
-calculating
one plunge after another
of water in reunion with salt
feeling you submerge
right through my skin.

- it's the kind of lost
I have grown accustomed to.

(INCREDIBLE INK)
© 2015 S.T. Rebel of Eden

My heart's distressed,
Emotions vexed,
Images can't escape.
I'm perplexed,
My text is hexed,
I can't explain
What I feel.

My hands are dyslexic,
I'm swirled in the vortex
Of unwritten lines to read.
The words are trapped,
My message is clapped
In perceptions
That can't be freed.

I try to release them,
Catch and cage them,
And arrange with diversity;
Then in a while,
And using guile,
I'll fashion
Some fine poetry.
(Such is the state
Of me).

I've heard the quip,
I've been advised:
Just write how you feel.
For me,
That's blathering,
Bothersome nattering,
Void of poetic appeal.

I need a someone,
Like an Anne Sullivan,
To teach me how
To feel;
Not with sentience,
But rather with senses,
Alive,
And writhing in me.

~SPANISH HUGGZ
Years of denial and anguish
Have succumbed my emotions
Nights full of loneliness
Days in total darkness
Tear drops fallen
Unspeakable pain
Heart wrenching thoughts
When will it End

The lies I still heart
The pain I still feel
The blood I still taste
The bruises I still see
Oh when will it end

I'm down,
Hit rock bottom
Stepped on like dirt
Thrown aside like garbage

I won't stay down
I refuse
I don't deserve this
I will stand once again
I need to find my inner peace
I need to find my strength

I'm stronger than this
I can rise once again
I can find my light again
No more self hatred
This is the End
I WILL RISE

~REBEL OF EDEN
And my shadow was his blanket
like the silver spoon in his mouth
the reeses he bit like a beast
and the milk was smooth to his lips
he drank of my soul down south
my curtains he swayed openly
where light had shed on his eyes
yet against my will he drank
of my wine he licked, my lips down low as if the candy store were miles away
I pushed and cried and tried to brush his mannish longing off of me
tried closing my curtains for calming thoughts and dulled razor blades
I can't put down the damage denied to have erased
beneath or upon my skin sizzle in teeth marks of the beasts
mirrors, blasted into pieces shared
for every man who stuck me
and every mark of the beasts only turned to memory
that I am allowed now
to forget and never repeat
and in wake, the curtains lay open for a new day
and this time, the curtains are the ones on my window, and not mines
.. I WILL RISE.

~JENNIE SULRZYCKI (Poetess Starr)
The dark grey skies
Consumed me
The tears in my eyes
Confused me.
My legs gave way
Collapsed
There I lay....
But death surely refused me!

On my back I laid
As regret
pricked my spine.
Daydreams
of nightmares
Poisoned my mind....
What have I done
with this life of mine!?

A small frightened girl
Cried out in the dark space,
I don't know her voice
I couldn't see her face...
Anxiety and anguish
Caused my heart to race!

In the shadows of the dark
Her silhouette
Shined bright...
Like thunder,
she spoke with authority...
"FIGHT!!!"

Slowly and wearily
I stood to my feet.
This little girl
This little person
She's the inner me!

No where left
To fall to from here
Nothing left
To fear....
But fear.

Calling upon my God
I remember!
His love is generous
His mercy,
Lasts forever!

The pains of this world,
Were placed here
for me.
To strengthen
my faith.
To set me free!

I will not be oppressed!
I refuse to be depressed!
This stress....
Just a test.
To prepare me
For what's next!
All the anxiety,
Laid to rest...
Finally realized the power
I possessed!
No longer feel cursed,
I know I am blessed!

I am stronger
Than this!
I'm my own person,
Not his!
Tired of receiving
His fist!
Look out baby,
I'm ******!

I opened my eyes,
Cleared the tears
I had cried.
A new chapter
In life.
No longer a victim
to the lies.
I WILL RISE!!!

DO YOU KNOW THE SANDMAN?:
(writing/poetry)

Shhhh...

Do you know the sandman..
.. the sandman?

Do you know the sandman..
.. the sandman?

well, I do

hightailing in your vagary
like whip lashes to your backside

he is what dreams cannot give your eyes

what a lonely surprise
he and the shadows combined

but he is spelling your dreams
sleeping beside you

in waves of moonlight

and he snatches away the lucent

in wake beside you he is whispering....

... shhhh

do you known the sandman...
... the sandman?

do you know the sandman...
... the sandman?

If you do well then,
he knows you too..

once upon many dreams you've met

and on one too many wheels turning... he crept

while it spins you're in an abominable threat

he'll tare down your sunlight
thinking he was the moonlight

ringing in your ears yet he huggs you in tighter to never awake

he loves to stay still
and never likes to move on

he poke's at ever membrain
holding in all what's meant

in his palms hold your soul,
in control

cities in your mind in abominiation
destruction and fear

there, standing in the shadows
he is waiting.

Do you know the sandman..
.. the sadnman?

Do you know the sandman?

.. well, I do.

(INCREDIBLE INK- TEAM JAGUAR HAWAII)
© Rebel of Eden

High hopes on high ropes
Swinging dreams back
pushing forth, life is d•o•p•e
come full swing, me and you
Tip toeing the pebbles
ever so carefully in rain dew
Sometimes on my tip toes
I feel someone a seether
Only in my breath knows
I treaded not for very long
But as harsh to please
To comfort, with ol song
On my fingers touch my lips
The tire of replicated movement
Made God and the devil pist
Tomorrow, crossed out my name
The merry-go-round that spin
The fire in my skin is pain
all the people know her name
Back and forth I rock my chair
thinking and going, stoping,
And time is not ticking
time is looking for rest, dropping
killing every move my toes make
Unchaste paragon I make rebel of,
and off they will go... my orgen
To a valkyrie's back who will slane
the shame of me..

~I am still hanging on. I love you mom.

© S.T. Rebel of Eden