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Torin Mar 2017
It was something
When the brittle sky was colorful
And the fog lay heavy
The coldest nights
At least
I feel like stars will shine
Sometime
Or another
Skin to know you
Song to praise you
Eyes that only see the ending of the ever loving hope
I know that there is a future
I know
I know that the sun must rise tomorrow
I know
I know that the music will keep on playing
I know
That all I know now
Is nothing
Torin Mar 2017
Dissipated dissolution
March of many colors
Turn it down to you
To blue
I hate to watch you walk away
To black
As though that's all that I can do

Demurred
Devolution
The cranes swing wide
The tillers in the field
Cut down the stocks
Separate all wheat
From chaff

Month of many colors
Red for all the blood I bleed
My fingers reaching still
And white
And how my eyes just open
And blue
Form the iris growing slowly

Dissonant
Delicate
The color is only empty
As far as I can see
All revolution
And the falling of the sun
The night
Torin Mar 2017
I only got so much
So much ain't
So much nothing
So much I can't take with me
Make it hard for me to breathe
Impossible
Believe

Maybe my left eye closes
When they find me
When I'm lost
When I am hiding
Make it difficult to live
Impossible
To die

I only have a particle
To hold onto
And dreary eyes
Set focus on a sunrise
As sure nobody understands
As sure I can
That this is real

Impossible
Believe
Torin Mar 2017
Blisters and the sunset
Run if you can
Worlds and art and words and heart
I am what I believe
And me
And I

Roses on the hillside
Rest if there's peace
Pain and joy and loss and love
I am what I believe
And I
And me

And I see suns catching fire to the meadows
Fire without light
Rage on into the darkness
And burn
And me
Completely in the mire
Still holding palms skywards
Feel because you are alive
Love is not lost
Even if its gone

Love
And I

I am what I believe
Torin Mar 2017
We have so much
We have eyes to see
The beauty of the world surrounds us
We have pain
We can't explain
The emptiness of being connected

And throw away worlds
Age
Or any reason
Anything at all
Is never enough

We have forgotten
We have hands to hold
And fingers to rip apart most everything
We have our hopes
And fears
We have no reason to be this way

Its a world
To throw away
Disposal of the highest order
No more changes
Only endings
No more
Only

And we may sleep
Without dreams
Tonight

Knowing all that is
Is all
That is
Never much worth having anyways

Just a throw away life
Tried to live
On a throw away world
Torin Mar 2017
When reason becomes unreasonable
I tear at the edge of the sky
And **** myself
To cancel my scars

Its so much bigger
So much
It is a massacre of the mind
And the way to reach the stars

My middling heart

I call your name

Knowing you could never save me
Torin Mar 2017
She is beautiful to me
There is an edge
Far above
The water
There is the water
Far below
An edge

Jump if no ones looking
No one knows
I give it my all
Give it my body

She is beautiful to me
The water is pure
Is innocent
The water
And my sinning self
May die happy
Drowning in her loving arms

There is an edge
There is an end
There is a truth
There is a peace

I jump when no ones looking
Still she cares
I give it my all
Give it my soul

She is beautiful to me
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