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Hope is her handicap.
Pain is his expertise.
Together they ebb her heart.
Quite an aggressive disease.
© January 18th, 2013 by Timothy R Brown. All rights reserved.
Torn apart by two lovers
Who drifted into raging water
The desolate child of sinners
A boy beautifully broken in three
In his doctor’s coat he smiles
To awaken new files
And bring a mass of lies
That deceives the believers
But I see his ocean eyes
And I feel his graying skies
I want to hold him in the night
To see him in the morning
In the daylight of my life
But his maxim denies
And I scream in reply
I will disobey the requests
With a wish to strip him of his coat
Oh boy with a doctor’s coat
I don’t want to be your patient
Smoldering Heat
Heavy Breaths
Illuminating Lights
Sounds of the pit of Hell

We are the Minions
The Man of Man
Death of All Sins
Lovers Of Truth

BLASPHEMY

Evil doer of Satan
Black eyes of doom
Egocentric believer
Death comes to you
A bitter rind beneath my tongue
I close my eyes and then it sung
The song that sank my silent lungs

With this I spit the blood of fear
A crimson red upon the peer
The color of my hands so sheer

To crumble in this feverish heat
I know the truth beneath deceit
I stand this ground to make this feat

But as he whispers;
                     come with me my friend
      I clasp his hand to the end
**Where butterflies swim and I ascend
I slipped on these shoes
Two sizes too big
And set out for a journey
For you and for me
With your lipstick I smile
Red as I read once
And I twirl in my dress
That’s really yours
Suddenly I trip over this log
Your actions in fog
So you see I’m lying in dirt
The ant and the flea
I tried so hard to be free
But it wasn’t me
As you I search for thee
I want your clothing
I burn my own in this fire
Please, see this story
I’ve failed in these attempts
I’m invisible
I’m iridescent
I’m illuminated
I’m really nothing
But a Liar
My name should be Cain.
These excuses are venom that poison my mind
Evasions to conceal what I cannot fathom to find
They spew like ***** tasting bitter like rind
But they adorn me with comfort that I cannot unbind 
So I sit with a smile and a face awry yet kind
Only to mask that I loathe what's behind

Not me, not you, but really the demons inside
 That I've let bury deep and try faithfully to hide
But truth knows it's way past the words that i lied
And it will burn the shards that I've left on this ride
To scorn me of the errors in all that I've put on my side
I'll run from the confusion through this high tide
And stand alone as the mournful abandoned bride
Shadows cast upon them
Tinting their skin charcoal
They reflect like water 
These rays of lies they wear
Around their necks like scarves
That warm and comfort them
But quickly fangs emerge
 ****** them of their breath
And like venom poisons
They are infants to him
His children and his prey
So strike up a new dance
Sing with the drummer boy
Fly to the god you call
Swim softly through sea
Lie innocently  now
And drink the suns sweet juice
With salty rinds and all
To silently rest here
****** by your very own sin
Good night my little ones
Sleep well  marionettes
Submerged in a lake
Floating to the surface
But it won't break
This last breath is unfeasible
And like the sun peers through
He appears like a mirage
With her in his arms
Sinking
Deeper and deeper 
Caressing the rocky bottom
It's dark now
Eyes closed or open
The answer is not there
And as quickly as I sunk
They disappeared 
The heart is heavy
Broken
Death is knocking
And I opened the door
The curtains closed
My soul burned to ash
My spirit lost without you
She stitched these lines within her seam
As though they were the only truth to beam
Like poetry in the hands of the blind dream
She embraced the words in a soft spoken scream
Cursing the girl she ***** with her scheme
And like a drought she soaked up the stream
Of a girl who had nothing left to redeem 
Now I swim in the air where I no longer gleam
Choking on the dust she carries in esteem
I want to learn to love again
But my soul seems to only transcend
You've been planted in my roots
And I can only grow with your soft flutes
That sing me to the rising sun
Where I can gleam as the new horizon
But patience must set in
I cannot torment myself with the ***** of a pin
I know my veins are filled with you
My breath was only there when we flew
So stoically I pose their art
But know I only want you to be my real part
To whisper into the breeze
And together reach the gate with our keys
A place we call our own
I'm here my love, on the other side of the phone
Answer me when the moon rises
Hold me in you arms without the guises
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