#elijah
grown, Rolando's fissure
soaks words.
Most days he lies domant.
unannounced, sulcus scatter
secret codes.
day-to-day his labour unpleasant.
crafty is a snake
wise is a sage
Dec 28, 2020
Dec 28, 2020 at 10:57 PM UTC
winter holidays and you become snow
between glaciers and silver towers
among apes, wizards and goons
you become snow in the winter
as you turn into what you dread
as you turn into this being
a viking, werewolf, you name it
may the games begin, you may die
beneath the surface of your dreams
beneath red heavens and families
in times of hunger, you stay focussed
you become snow in the winter
as you turn into another, an: other
snow is flooding the news flash
sinners, brothers and sisters
burning sandstorms, playful twisters
elijah's path is covered with thorns
roses **** the innocent and they cry
wild roses turn into winter snow
raise your head, watchin' them grow
clocks, the same time, worldwide
remember the oaths of the old ones
remember them praying in the snow
...and turn into this being
Oct 14, 2020
Oct 14, 2020 at 9:44 AM UTC
From heaven, fire Elijah called.
At Jezebel's word, fled he, terrified.
From duty, by heavenly chariot, removed.
On mountain top, with Moses, appeared.
Elijah, not the greatest prophet.
Nor Elisha, even doubly anointed.
But John, the greatest born of woman;
No fire nor bears, doubted and beheaded.
Apr 27, 2020
Apr 27, 2020 at 2:32 AM UTC
the night i
first
found out he
might
be sick it rained.
i ate manhattan's favorite
rice-a-roni
and tried so
hard
to feel something
to be fair i was very
upset
but i didn't feel it.
all i got was a
headache from
forced
tears and a
sleepless
night.
three months earlier
near the time of my
birthday
i was having a terrible day
per usual,
when i received a birthday card
in the mail.
it was from my sister and on the
bottom of the card it said
from:
then their names followed
but in the biggest
font, right underneath the rest of their names
was his,
'Elijah,'
written by his own hand.
I
smiled
at the thought of him
smiling
while writing that.
Aug 25, 2017
Aug 25, 2017 at 12:45 PM UTC
everytime i finally get over you
you always seem to crawl back
kind of like an anxiety attack
and of course
there's always this undeniable force
that draws me back to you
you then promise you'd never leave
but you know what they say
don't make promises you can't keep
i don't know why i always seem to stay
maybe it's the stars in your eyes, that i wish upon
to believe
what you
say is
true
but it never is.
all i want to do is get over you.
Jul 30, 2016
Jul 30, 2016 at 9:26 PM UTC
I'm in love with you.
In every way I thought I'd ever love someone
And in every way I never thought I ever could.
You brought a light into everything I hated,
And showed me that the darkness behind my eyes didn't scare you.
I didn't try to wipe you clean and make you perfect,
And you didn't try to do that to me either.
Thank you for that.
Thank you for loving me.
Jul 28, 2016
Jul 28, 2016 at 10:41 AM UTC
We created a new light between the both of us.
A life we talked about but never imagined would come so soon.
Everything will never be like the past again,
This is our first steps as people we've never been before...
And it's so **** scary,
And I've never been happier.
Sep 17, 2015
Sep 17, 2015 at 8:54 AM UTC
When Elijah comes again,
We'll all turn the page of sin,
He is not the Lord,
But a voice of awe,
Heaven above, earth below,
Fire within, ever to glow,
Divine life and love on Planet Earth,
One vision and one dream,
Amity and no more bigotry,
One global fellow humanity,
Ceasing hostilities, such sin,
When Elijah comes again.
Jul 20, 2015
Jul 20, 2015 at 3:51 AM UTC
The lack isn't enough
The absence of another set of hands is proving to be tough
No ones asked me how I'm doing for quite awhile
I remember your bed
I remember how much we didn't care about each other's pasts or the lingering of our own deadly thoughts
If you are the golf course and I am the rain then I'd like to go back to that night and remember how it felt to be completely ****** up and utterly insane
But I'm tired
No
I'm exhausted
A year ago I was not alone
I had dug a hole in a boys heart and filled it with suicidal thoughts and unanswered questions, both his and my own, and destroyed myself while calling it "love"
I think I was hiding
Using him as a mask
Because I was terrified and needed someone to provide me with a flask and cigarette addiction
The past is the past
But the past is all I have
The present is proving to be boring and the futures a *****
I guess I'll just be alone for now
Get dragged by the snow drifts and mesmorized by the wind
Stand out in the freezing snow and think about how I never feel warm anymore
Cause when I'm alone I'm cold to the core
Bored
Feb 3, 2015
Feb 3, 2015 at 7:38 PM UTC
Everyday is another day
To either repeat my mistakes or consider forgetting this hate
But everyday I wake up and think of two things
First I think of him
Then I think of you
And I'm sorry my heads out of order
Excuse me for crossing these borders
But I still love him
Can I be infatuated with two?
I'd say yes
Because I'll love you both forever
Though we don't talk I can't let you escape my mind for you are every unanswered question I've ever asked and you are every cell I've left unexplored
Meanwhile
You
I love you as of the current
And I've known this for a long while
But I've sailed every inch of your sea and left a trail of small bruises and remanimts of red lipstick
But I don't want you to leave
I'm just afraid I'll go forever without knowing what he'd be like
Afraid of the unknown
Because with you I am home
With you I am free
But when I exit that god **** door it's him
**** I hate how it's always him and never home
But I love you of the current
And I'm sorry
Don't let me go
Don't leave me stranded in this bed without that well memorized map most call a mind, body and soul
I'm only 15
Why do I feel so old?
Dec 19, 2014
Dec 19, 2014 at 7:18 PM UTC
Eyes like panes of glass
Cut me to pieces
With every fist full of hair and moan for more
I think my favorite song is just a track of our heavy breathing
And the instrumentals are the sound of sweat pooling on your chest
Trace my lips with your finger tips
Look me in the eye
Cut me like glass
Our bodies together is all I ask
Nov 28, 2014
Nov 28, 2014 at 9:29 PM UTC
I built a home between his hip bones
Though I don't visit all too often
It is a sanctuary
Not the only one but my first true sin
Bruised skin
Flesh on flesh
I swear god put him on this earth just as a test
To watch me give in
Again and again
I can't say no
I can't pretend
You found my frail self screaming, crying on your bathroom floor
We spilt the the wine of life
You striped me of my bile covered clothes
Dragged me to shower
You sat there stroking my head for what felt like 24 hours
Oh the taste of relapse
Smells of cigarettes and silence
Feels like hitting the wall and then being buried under the bricks
In and out in and out
Regain consciousness
Look in the mirror
Take another hit
Breathe
Sitting in that dimly lit room full of mirrors and couches
Memories, more memories
We sat together, limbs entangled
We thanked god for that white powder
We cursed at lucifer for our delicate addiction
Inhale
Feel the burn
Wow
"I missed you so much"
Maybe once again I'll visit the home between your hips
And we'll fall in love again
Oh the taste of relapse
So bitter sweet
Oct 26, 2014
Oct 26, 2014 at 8:17 AM UTC
We lay
So close yet so far away
I can only parts of you
The cracks in the blinds light up the room
We are silent
Can you feel the tension?
The sweet smell of cigarettes floats around us
Picture perfect
We are silent
We are tired
We are nothing but enemies
Oct 13, 2014
Oct 13, 2014 at 6:40 PM UTC
;and I'm tired
I'm so ******* tired
The stress, the mess, the guess
Where are you?
Why don't we love eachother?
Why do we only come intact when we're lonely?
I'm afraid of commitment yet fear change
A part of me knows that you'll always be here
A deadbeat
Going nowhere fast just trying to make enough cash
And I guess I'm a deadbeat as well
No major goals
Minimal motivation
We're both so impure
I'm so unsure
It's never awkward
Even when we're smoking cigarettes at 2:00 am naked in the moonlight
Ah
Relief
Long enough to keep us alive but short enough not to **** us
Oct 1, 2014
Oct 1, 2014 at 7:14 PM UTC
Promised myself I'd keep it innocent
At least for awhile
But like the greater Gods I gave into temptation
Skin agaisnt skin
The most delightful of sins
We're not in love
I don't even know your last name
We're ******* just to feel
Now you and I have a past
You're the name at the bottom of my glass
We only talk when it's convenient for you
Or when we're drunk after having a few
We have nothing in common
Just a mind full of past lovers and a history of sad ***
Line after line she'll get off his mind and then my body will be on his
In between sheets like a man in between homes
I'm not the one
Not even his number one
Maybe it's fate maybe it's my lonely mind looking for a mate
It's not love
It's not lust
We collect together like dust
The rusted parts of us beat in unity at the peak
But we don't see eye to eye
I can't remember how we started to speak
Will we ever say goodbye for good?
Sep 30, 2014
Sep 30, 2014 at 2:55 PM UTC
He doesn't care
He's fighting for you
All I ask is for some stability
Not asking you to ignore the number 15
I'm tired of searching
It's been too many times
Too many lips
Too many sad rhymes
And I'm tired of fighting
And not being fought for
I want to give up
I wanna knock on heavens door
I entered this hell I call home too young
I'm addicted to touch
I'm on and off numb
I miss my first lover
I'm ******* dumb
Sep 28, 2014
Sep 28, 2014 at 8:54 PM UTC
You there – suspended loftily in air;
Your feathers so shiny and sleek -
Tell me; What do you know, Brother Crow,
Of that which I always seek?
What are you hiding, while wind-riding?
What? Something about flying alone?
I want to know; My Brother Crow,
About my oft dreamt-of home.
The ever sky filled with azure dye;
It must speak to you of freedom -
And it may be true, but only for you,
Our grounded lives are already done.
For me; Can you show those fields, of melted snow?
Those obsidian peaks beneath the so-blue Sea?
I truly need to go, Brother Crow,
But why won't you ever take me?
You there – suspended haughtily in air;
Your feathers so shiny and sleek-
Tell me; What could you know, Selfish Crow,
Of that which I always seek?
May 21, 2014
May 21, 2014 at 12:11 AM UTC