#memo
a Baptist
cleric that
was once
monotonous an
underwear vamp
that really
would camp
and throw
flowers with
magnolia in
spring and
barter his
loaf with
Virginia too
a stranger
in flux
for blitzkrieg
Feb 6, 2019
Feb 6, 2019 at 5:55 AM UTC
My keyboard makes music out of my tears
With ever fear I feel and every smile I bring
With the madness that takes me
With the rage I sing
Like she once said
It's not easy to read to them what's in my head
So we write it instead...
While we grip to our beds
I'm stuck okay,
I don't need to tell them how deep I'm in this
Rapid fire, dancing liars, a choir of fire
I couldn't get shyer, my pleas will be dire
With my sensitivity
My emotions exploding
My complicated thinking
My heart that's bleeding
You know what...fudge it
I try and I cry and I even ask why
But when does it matter
I know we all feel the weight...
But why do they diminish what makes my soul ache
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But its okay
I don't have much else to say
I'm going to continue to play the silent game
I see no darkness
I hear no bitterness
I speak nothing heartless
Evil does not run me
Why let it run them?
May 10, 2018
May 10, 2018 at 8:32 PM UTC
I didn't notice until it was to late for me to change my fate
You used me for your twisted uses until you got bored
It was like a withdraw
You left me when you had someone new to play your twisted game with
I didn't understand I guess I didn't get the memo
Because the day you left I still tried to say hello
Feb 11, 2018
Feb 11, 2018 at 6:01 PM UTC
THE remembrance upon you is a **** I pluck it, then you grow again with the patience of time. With perseverance you endure, to me who can not stand it.
The memory upon you is the spider's thread, the never-ending nest, knitting itself, I'm trapped in it, helplessly, can not be free, and can never be cleared clearly.
Jul 18, 2017
Jul 18, 2017 at 7:10 PM UTC
run, escape my fatality
on the horizon i see serenity
barbed wires, razor flies obstruct my way
quick! lay still, hide from the prey
baby cries echo in my sleep
brothers and sisters hazed emotions, unable to even weep
flying ships thunder over my head
mute my ears to escape this dread
famine overwhelms my perception
yet I stumble towards my destination
Foreign faces salute my courage to flee
yet they says they have no space; no space for a refugee
collapse, cry cluelessly
look up to faith to absolve me from this destiny
sudden light pardons me to go
yet flashbacks put me to an endless sleep, oh..
Oct 8, 2015
Oct 8, 2015 at 10:58 AM UTC
Double tap - click - scroll
flashing images blind my soul
irregular noise interrupt my silence
headlines- punching lines- violence
hit, lost, awake in this lifeless stare
I look up to escape this mere reality.
oh! there's Clarity
her warm lips stretch a hug
while the wind dances to the birds chant
the rainfall has a yellowish red accent
hypnotized my existence
yet I remain lucid, alive, and disconnected..
- Memo
Oct 6, 2015
Oct 6, 2015 at 7:43 AM UTC