DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, leaving a chapter in your life behind is hard:\


aiming for the wants in avoiding the open door

that hasn't come nor to a closure nor to a snore

the abandoning makes my caged up daemons free in a temptation

a soured up cheese rottened to the core in no sensation

left for once for me to hate me an ever

blinded by the selfish pride-that stubborn is dying never

an await will not heal will not become a miracle

don't desire the heavens when the hells are your lyrical


                                                                             -------ravenfeels

DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, you can bleed without a shed of a drop of blood:}


in surrender to the real

a shirt is torn a cut was named a deal

for the release to greed then the skins to bleed

I draw you margins a put test to bend to kneel

to the torment in the heat you shoot to feel

in there where I see

no one has a view but me

your veins of pure temper dripping in jealousy

raise in no empathy


                                                       ­                ------ravenfeels

DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, explaining is hard:--''


search the olds

never the least

clung onto hopes I hope to cheer

drag the stick and flick them bright in chains

get the ignite and force a light for to be fight in epic


                                                                                 ------ravenfeels

DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, old scars don't hurt anymore:--\


you think the stain is stained

maybe your pain is pained

the reason not the same

my mind not like before not sane

close to the ear

hearts too near to cope a fear

love you not stares been for the lot

natural expression without a but

really boring lacking a plot


                                                                                     -------ravenfeels

DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, just something to share from my drafts:]



mess me once

mess me twice

split the deeds

then **** the ice

fly if high or die

bought them special in need for a bail

to my depressed longing vail

what if served no more

what if dead the excite I anticipate greedily is sore

not of a notice

not of a presence

brought to numb and sleep till reach of no heavens

return the air

in need of light despair

breaks of laws and mounts of odds and dares

no truth in compare

let the brush do its fair

she knows how to care

no one but her

I do not know yet aware

to you alone I declare

nowhere to be found you are here


                                                                           ------ravenfeels

DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, things can get brutal?:>



lost and found not seen not bound in the shackles of the bomb an aftermath

peroxiding a shoe hoping to get a flight out of the stew

no one knew

a chase a run a place no fun with bullets upon

in the known classes I see of drops of Mercury

behold bewined stand still in what you crime

hidden on those of the faces before

swept under the rug just for show

before the glint to come from below


                                                                        ------ravenfeels

DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, wonder for the above not the below:}


no cry

no baggage to fly

keep on stimulating the deny

or maybe the break that takes a taste a lie

over the clouds I'm high

don't know if I want to belong if I want to draw or die


                                                                                    ------ravenfeels