#defenseless
Sewing my lips shut,
already knowing
I don't even have a tongue.
Still,
couldn't stop the talk
how to wage war,
how to defend the wreckage
of my own barriers.
How to tell them —
keep working,
just don't drag me back here.
I'm defenseless.
Mother of the tears.
Apr 29, 2025
Apr 29, 2025 at 1:40 PM UTC
clothed in darkness,
i am robbed of my senses—
though i am left
with the sensation of
your touches,
i have become senseless
undone, my defences—
useless,
with a single caress,
a blushing mess,
i try not to obsess
over your intense
pretense—
though all is in vain,
you are relentless,
and i am
reckless.
Apr 23, 2018
Apr 23, 2018 at 3:18 AM UTC
Sleeping on the top bunk
I got really good at crying
without making a sound.
Strong and resolute,
is what I aspired and pretended to be.
I never learned to fight,
let alone to fight fair.
There is no room for contention
between myself and I,
or anyone for that matter.
Now I seem to be left defenseless,
but can't tell the difference
between safety, security
and when I need to be defended.
Everything is easy,
everything is lovely.
Sleep instead of thinking,
like my mother before.
Mar 4, 2018
Mar 4, 2018 at 1:15 PM UTC
The source of my pain
Is now what once freed me from it
Now I am left defenseless
As my opponent uses my weapon
To slowly, and effectively, tear me apart
Dec 14, 2017
Dec 14, 2017 at 10:55 PM UTC
The claws imbued their pointy fingers in my chest
Lingering agony as it did not soften
As I attempted to defy the abomination
A figment I realised
In front of me
I wince and whimper but moans so mellow
Are not heard on the surface
Are not heard by the ears of man
Fragments spread as the glass shatters
As the reflection and I turn to dust
Yet the claws remained stoic in its grasp
A figment I realised
In front of me
I yield as I pour out my soul in front of them
Its transparent body is tainted and distorted
It is stained in dark crimson around the neck
These claws have lunged at my throat for ages
I merely embraced them as an old friend
Dec 5, 2017
Dec 5, 2017 at 10:52 AM UTC
To count all the stars within our skies
Would be to name every sand grain alive
To pick apart the world, stare into your eyes
Manage not falling over in awe; survive
One compared to a runway of jewels
How contend, when diamonds fall at your feet
Standing, admiring, with all your fools
Reaching to grab hold of your beauty's fleet
Numbering the days to when you are mine
In gain of knowledge to where you reside
Wishing on our stars who understand time
Attempts to be everything for you, cried
Moon and darkness know my worth; relentless
My heart is yours to hold; defenseless
Jan 4, 2015
Jan 4, 2015 at 5:00 PM UTC
Stranded by nothing
The feeling of pure emptiness
An empty abyss
Goodbye you will not be missed
The ocean lets death take over you
Forcing water down your throat
Choking your lungs
Absolute loneliness
The sound of death
But the sharks have you surrounded
Circling under your defenseless body
Looking down, nothing but darkness
Your screams are drowned out
Paranoia causes you to feel something
Brush your legs
As though your heart turns to stone
The coldest shiver trickling
Slowly down your spine
Realization that
Help is not your savior
No one is here
Making your muscles drastically weaken
Calling for the crashing waves
You are no match for the ocean
As though you are sinking
A never ending free fall
Ending in a crash
You take your last breath
The ocean is a silent killer
Guilty of death
Sep 29, 2013
Sep 29, 2013 at 1:07 AM UTC