"excruciation" poems
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My love and all,
God's angel,
My refuge and comfort,
You're the home that keeps me safe,
The one who stays beside me,
Even in times of storms, you fight them with me valorously.
My bestfriend, my peace, my forever,
Life is so resplendent and sublime when you came,
Excruciation seems so easy to surmount,
For you are there with me , our love shields us from harm.
You are the firefly that visited me in my dark prison,
You’ve illumined me with your shimmering being,
An angel that wrap me with pure white robe,
You’ve enclosed me dearly,
My countenance gleam as I felt your love burning me from the inside.
Yes, I will wait my lover,
Years and years plus forever and eternity,
Even in the second life,
In the gates of heaven, in that heavenly realm,
I will wait and hold you tight forevermore,
Nothing and no one will ever take us apart,
You're the one I only love,
The one whom I will keep dearly in my heart infinitely,
The one whom I'll risk all just to keep you secure and joyous,
The one whom I will grow old with,
The one whom I will spend everlasting with,
And I love you infinity + forever,
‘Cause you are the one preordained for me, my soulmate and king.
with love <3
© Earl Jane
♥ E.J.C.S.
Nov 9, 2015
Nov 9, 2015 at 5:48 AM UTC
O my sacred,
Shower me with your greatness.
Bring it up to my neck,
And drown me in the lake bed.
O how secret, and so delicate,
Fear in trust involved.
It's not a secret anyways,
If nothing's getting solved.
I love, I trust, I need you,
In fear I live all time.
My words in hope to mean them,
So that you'll say "You're mine"
O my sacred,
Take myself and make it yours.
This day is nothing to you,
Your love fills my empty lake bed.
A love, that's secrets tale,
One month, forever it lasted.
The tale of two, of many,
At each other, love was blasted.
No one way to say it right,
Four ways to say I Love You.
Just take me as I am,
And know that I'm thinking of you.
O my sacred,
Unto you I do trust.
No lake bed full of:
doubt, anger, mistrust, jealousy, regret, pain, hurt, love, hate, lust, health, disease, space, time, pity, indulgence, sorrow, mourning, evil, distress, affliction, trouble, breaks, insignificance, remorse, agony, peril, skeptics, insecurities, uncertainty, question, suspicion, difficulty, dilemma, depression, belief, worry, conviction, cruelty, discredit, hesitation, unhappiness, calamity, travesty, grief, hardship, loss, suffering, weeping, sadness, heartache, lament, excruciation, torture, soreness, discomfort, penalty, torment, torture, harm, malicion, malevolence, prejudice ,detriment, disservice, misfortune, abuse, effort, labor, endeavor, strength, power, energy, operation, mistreat, undermining, blemish, flaw, disservance, misery, injury, exertion, struggle, trial, madness, wrath, rampage, harassment, irritation, exasperation, rage, tantrum, infuriation, mischief, inequality, alienation, aggravation, annoyance, contagion, trauma, damage, insults, violation, wrong, flesh, or ****
...ANYTHING between us,
Vanquished because I must!
Oct 23, 2011
Oct 23, 2011 at 9:52 PM UTC
Secure within the mother’s womb.
Sheltered from all storms of life.
Swimming,
Swiveling,
and
Sustained.
The countdown begun-
A wide world awaiting,
Eager faces looking,
Windows opening,
to
Colour,
Scent,
Sound,
Taste and Touch.
But,
Expectations shattered,
Exasperation heightened,
Execution begun,
Excruciation settled,
and
Expulsion confirmed!
Chopped to pieces,
Down to trash.
‘The most unkindest cut of all’!
Betrayal!
Horrid Betrayal!
Through eons,
History repeats.
‘Am I my brother’s keeper’?
The Son of Man –
sold out,
with a kiss.
Et tu, Brute!
Dec 5, 2016
Dec 5, 2016 at 5:57 AM UTC
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*You are the sole yellow rose that I see,
In the amidst of this wicked and vexatious wilderness,
You've captured my heart,
With your bright, delightful and auspicious hue,
My eyes are affix to your alluring nature,
And a picture of you I keep dearly in my heart.
I walk into the hellacious pathway,
The pathway that draw stripes on me,
I did try to endure all throe and grief,
'Cause after this endeavor,
You'll fill me with beautitude and love,
And my triumph I will lavish upon you as I hold you in my arms.
Now I have succeeded and hold firm grip on you,
All aches been covered up with my overwhelmed soul,
Your thorns I've eliminated and put end to your excruciation,
I hold you so close to me and keep you safe in my chest,
I will never let you go and I'll bathe you with my love,
We will conquer the world together, forever 'til eternity.*
with love <3
© Earl Jane
♥ E.J.C.S.
Aug 11, 2015
Aug 11, 2015 at 6:55 AM UTC
*ants crawl on
slowly*
1.
left eye is hopping fast for days now
and time's but a fair damsel
of delightful illusion
how she taunts and teases you
into sweet oblivion
of wickedly sensual basking
she drugs you with deep charisma
and struts at the doorway of your senses
she clutches onto the tracks in your mind
and claws deep into your ragged psyche
that same old song playing
over and over...
........over
2.
see right through train's chassis
rail sleepers spin vigorously backward
in such frightful haste
to get nowhere
no-one knows the real speed of time
out there.....
but for mere mortals
it's leniently paced in adagio
and parceled in mellowed excruciation
as ants walk serene
alongside the tracks
3.
creep into chaotic patterns
fall into hell
through a secret back door
even satan knows not of
as perched as he is
on his oh-so lofty pile of ordure
his blind heart
sees not
the strobed tracks
of your visiting soul
4.
take a syncopated shot up the arm
from the foul fang of a kind sinner
while saints bathe in fat glory
elsewhere
when you look again
you lie alone in a corner room
broken
yet untethered
tracks to heaven so obscured
by
your paradoxical attempts at levity
on the twisted playground of life's malady
5.
how badly you tripped
so many **** times
you ....got in the way
of your
own
remise
each time you fell
you looked UP
expecting help
when all the while
the answers lay
at your feet:
[your own mistakes are authentic and real;
you try to fox-tread out
but trying to turn your back on a *****
called destiny - equals catastrophe personified
oh, she WILL beckon you back
with her crooked finger
most kindly
to ensure no overdue lessons wait too long.....]
*the ants crawl on
so
slowly*
S T, Wed 10 July 2013
Jul 10, 2013
Jul 10, 2013 at 6:52 AM UTC
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*No matter how many times,
I will ever repeat to you,
That I love you alone,
That I need you alone,
That I want you alone,
That I only want to grow old with you,
That I am waiting for you alone,
That I will never leave you,
Even until forever,
I will always repeat those to you,
To let you know,
How much I love you.
I knew it will take me infinity,
To prove to you that I love you,
And that I cherish you with my all,
You are my all,
You should know that,
And you are here with me,
Inside my heart,
And I am with you,
For you own my heart,
Not only my heart,
But you own my all,
You are my soulmate,
We are preordained,
I knew it for sure,
I'm so blessed God gave you to me,
I am most blessed!
Just always remember,
No matter how hard it may be,
No matter how long it will take,
No matter how many excruciation,
That I must prevail,
Just to be with you,
I will take all risk,
'Cause I LOVE YOU,
More than all actions and words,
More than everything,
That I can do,
Even forever is not enough to prove my love for you.
I will be right here,
Right here where our love blooms,
I am here in our paradise,
The paradise that our love created,
I am here singing the melody our love produces,
I am here standing in the middle of our today and our future,
For the future is where me and you are together,
The future everlasting and the future eternity with you,
And you will be here and hold my hand,
You stride me into our future,
Oh, I will hold you tight,
I will never let go,
No matter how many hurdles,
Throes, and sufferings,
I will be happy to go through with all of it,
With you,
For it's better to be in difficult times with you,
Than having easy times by my own,
I love you so much,
My love is so true,
My love is so pure,
And your love is what sustains me,
You keep me alive,
You complete me,
You are my all,
My king,
My husband,
My soulmate,
My preordained mate.*
with love <3
© Earl Jane
♥ E.J.C.S.
Oct 22, 2015
Oct 22, 2015 at 9:06 PM UTC
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He kissed all my afflictions away,
And hug me, my lacerations healed.
His love eliminated my excruciation,
And heave exhilaration in me with his care.
His smile I embellish up in the sky,
It illuminated my world every single second.
His elated countenance showers my world with glory,
And bloom flowers all around.
With me and him as one together in love,
It became the fountain of life that keeps us alive.
with love <3
© Earl Jane
♥ E.J.C.S.
Oct 14, 2015
Oct 14, 2015 at 3:49 PM UTC
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*
The heaven open it's window,
An angel descended slowly with glory,
It's luminescence struck me,
I could hardly see his visage for it's radiance shine in it's utmost state,
He landed upon me with his palms on my shoulder,
Then he enfold me tightly as my shoulders dampen,
His tears gush through his eyes,
As a sudden bright light shine extremely to his whole body,
It's too enormous that I fell on my knees with my eyes close,
The light gradually disappear after awhile,
I opened my eyes and there right in front of me,
The angel disappear but an ethereal being stood by,
He looks so perfect and as he start talking,
It mend my lacerations, it calms my soul,
He said God sends him, to be here for me, to protect me,
To make me happy and to forever love me,
As those words penetrated to my soul,
My tears fell down,
My elation extended widely throughout the universes,
I am beyond happy,
Days are brightest when he came,
All excruciation are easy to carry for he is there always, all the way,
He is my happiness, my best friend, my peace and comfort,
My all.
I lifted my thanks & praises daily to God,
For he had given me the one preordained for me
*
with love <3
© Earl Jane
♥ E.J.C.S.
Jan 23, 2016
Jan 23, 2016 at 10:57 PM UTC
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*You’ve unseal all chains that keep my windows shut,
Open it valorously,
And let the sunshine in,
You let illumination enter my soul and detonate light that vivify my slumbered happiness,*
**You came, my knight in shining armor!
Oh, how you save me from my pitch-black world!**
*You draw near and kneel in front of me,
As the light from the opened windows brush your countenance,
I saw your feet from below,
Scintillating,
For you are heavenly armored,
Your left hand wrap around my neck,
And your right hand lift my chin,
Tears gush out from my eyes as your lips press against mine passionately,*
Love spark between us,
I found my refuge in you from that very moment,
Assurance envelop and hope flourish within me.
*You offered your hand to lead me the way,
You walk gaily with me while holding my hand tightly,
My eyes are affix to you, with only your visage I can see a glimpse of heaven,
You’ve welcome me in your paradise!
I was in such elation and you colored my eyes with lustrous hue.*
*You guide me through the rhythm of your genuine love,
I dance and sway with you as your love enter and penetrate me from within,*
Our smiles stroke the skies with beauteous tints and limn rainbows from it.
*You tour me to the garden of your love,
And yellow flowers fill the surroundings,
They bloom as we pass through them,
For our happiness spread seeds in the land,
And our love make them grow.*
Then you carry me to the sea,
**And storms start to rage out,
Winds blew to its extremity,
Demons are starting their travail to us,
To separate us through agonizing excruciation !**
*But we enfold each other tightly and lock fingers together,
We tread dauntlessly into the sea,
As God walk together with us,
Storms calm and the sun rise up and gleam in us,
For our love creates peace, and brings exhilaration and serenity.*
*We gleefully celebrate the victory of our love,
We stride to the mountains and soar high into the skies,
We lie down in the clouds and stare at the moon and the twinkling stars,*
**I lean my head into your chest and your arms wrap around me,
I stretch my arms, hug you firmly,
We delightfully cuddle,
And my legs lock against yours,
My hair together became our blanket,
With the euphonious sound of your heartbeat,
I fell asleep in your loving embrace,
And with the moonlight gleaming to us,**
We dream,
TOGETHER.
with love <3
© Earl Jane
♥ E.J.C.S.
Oct 4, 2015
Oct 4, 2015 at 10:27 AM UTC
She and I together were never
the source of fireworks,
but of Landmines
Buried shallow in the Earth,
Never knowing what it's worth,
only showing each our dirt,
and telling each our hurt,
Yelling needless ****** words.
She and I together
wore always our clouds
at night
A wry smile and a drunken slight,
and a sallow bit of cold street light,
never trying to start a fight,
and with nothing
left to ignite,
Wondering if we're going to be
alright.
I know she probably will;
With that tough mind
of hers and her
inner fire bright,
an inferno of delight,
and her supernatural
sight,
always finding keys to
the doors locked
up most tight.
She and I today had one hell
of a trying time,
in the park where she dragged me along
by the unravelling thread
inside my mind.
I had to snip the thread
there,
and then,
She said "it's too nice a day
for us to say
'The End.'"
I said "it's not nice enough
for us to play
pretend."
I was split into tarnished silver
slivers for far too long,
After.
Exponential excruciation
A mind processing pain
that needs only be felt once
to be believed,
and I bled all those
who came close enough
to try and pick up the pieces.
I am welded back together now,
but there are smoking craters
I need to fill,
I think...
(therefore I will)
Though conspicuously tarnished,
even better still?
She and I together are now only
casual, cordial, and cool.
She and I together finally,
possibly,
learned the Golden Rule:
"Do unto others, as you would have done unto you"
It seemed cliche
until that day
When she and I together
Realized
we had nothing left
to say,
and with nothing left to do for
Her
But to give her heart away,
to the wild chaos freedom
she's always craved.
The chaotic wild freedom
of a world
that needs to be saved.
I craved it too,
back then,
the chaos, and the license to rave,
and I used to think it made
us strong, wise, and brave,
when all we really were,
were just
enthralled by shadows
On the walls of a cave.
It will help hearts
heal,
hers and mine together,
when we finally
walk away.
She and I still talk from time to time
When the wind is static
And the weather's fine,
When the moon is blue,
And the stars align.
When theres nothing to do
But to look back
and find,
She and I together, were never
very compatible,
in love,
yet far too compatible
in war.
Peace.
Aug 10, 2022
Aug 10, 2022 at 1:09 AM UTC
My breathe encapsulated with shards of excruciation, I am not inclined to understand the distorted vengeance that is beneath me, something greater than I lurks with a suffocating aura tormenting everything that is weak enough to where the cloak of demons. Do not entice beings in the underworld, leave them to face their own revelation, when the walls start to crumble on their fickle minds that are soaked in an ill-instrinsic fiction dream world that will never happen, because they will always be the ones poisoned by him.
Oct 4, 2016
Oct 4, 2016 at 8:52 PM UTC
It was excruciation.
Shrunken chest
depleted lungs
perturbed mind
and a covetous heart.
He had stripped me.
In a way I became flammable.
Anything that
hurt
burned
set fire to my insides
and consumed me.
Flames fractured and ignited bone
sluiced through my veins
splintered my ribs
and I became the martyr
to every
ravenous
fire.
And to think about you
is oppressive.
How I hurt you
how I burned you
and how I fell in love with you
after
you had left.
Jan 15, 2014
Jan 15, 2014 at 7:23 PM UTC
type of boy: tastes lightly of wintre and cigarette smoke, but mostly of a deep-seated passion that is littered with things he rarely shares.
the lesions have eliminated the ability of my hands and knees to feel the difference between broken bottles, shattered hearts, pieces of bathroom tile. but was there really anything to distinguish them in the first place and there are times when i would die just to be a lightbulb, to illuminate people's lives without having to speak or feel pain, except for the burn of giving your life for people to see each others lips to kiss and to read what is going on in the world.
every evening you torture yourself spewing and spitting your pain into a bottle, because you refuse to allow the words of your excruciation to enter the world. darling, you cannot keep them bottled up forever. i dont think you understand that your pain has been here already, and it will continue to be so until the end of time. it was born when Eve sank her teeth into the Forbidden Fruit and opened the gates of Limbo where Disease and Death reigned supreme. their children escaped and ran into the world to ravage it and they live off of our refusal for comfort, our prideful need to "be strong" when truthfully you will find your release in humility and openness. your throat may fill with a conglomeration of everything that needs to spill but if you just release a drop at a time you will be only watering flowers that were so desperate to live. let the flowers grow inside you and root themselves in your soul. keep watering them. do not waste the water and leave it in the bottle. allow the waterfall to nourish the life within you and become better and stronger. do not keep caged a beast that will only ravage you, not build you up.
Nov 30, 2013
Nov 30, 2013 at 12:25 PM UTC
a wild child full of grace
stuck in this dream of a haze
that we all agreed to call life
though most times i'd rather die
regret hatred and deception
all in the pain of excruciation
maybe someday i'll be great
despite great being the only thing
i've chosen to hate
it isn't self pity nor is it envy
it's just the thought of maybe
what i'm supposed to be is right in front of me
that i can't seem to see
for i am scared that i will love you more than i can bear
Jul 9, 2015
Jul 9, 2015 at 5:40 AM UTC
Come under this shield of mine
Hold on so very tight
Excruciation may turn you down
Though you may go back in time
The seeds of frustration around your feet
Let go of all but this shield
Embracing all but this defeat
Let go of all but this shield
Never ask what you'd never tell
Come as close as you might
You might still turn the night down
Holding back, you never fell
Raindrops falling down on us
All I have now is my shield
Fueled up by my desires
All I have now is my shield
Fires want to consume you
And I would gladly burn down now
Taking your miseries out of town
Can't let you feel the blue
Demons and Gods and everything else
Nothing can touch you now
My heart, My shield won't let you down
Feb 3, 2014
Feb 3, 2014 at 12:42 PM UTC
Mach my words, that time travel aye
foresee (rather than being
at a stand still, nee frozen
analogous to cry
oh ja hen nicks, or more particularly
going backwards)
this chap doth espy
great breakthroughs,
asper similar advances this guy
i.e. myself witnesses quantum leaps I
learn (reading The University Of Penn Gazette)
the Burmese doctoral
engineering student Kai
Sir Von Wilhelm Harris
made profound advances within
advanced combined research
laboratory of rocket surgery
and brain science set my
mouth ajar
(with rivulets of drool spilling forth)
constructing a simple
to assemble gizmo (avail able
common household materials
rendered unto YouTube), and/or Cable
Comcast, Fios, Infosys, et cetera
which accidental discovery
automatically codified feign
top secret "FAKE" news to enable
boot (simply for formality sake)
code named Clark Gable
yet in reality (a faux veil of secrecy)
to con Vince sing lee
foster an inimitable
mystique, button truth
for general public to unzip noble
no red bull) knowable
handy escape to past or future
and essentially unlocked laudable
simple "household solution"
to become the latest craze
(synonymous with an ****** - manageable
minus addiction, conviction,
and excruciation viz zit operable
via needle marks of the masses
within a fortnight necessary
supplies sans quantifiable
while Das Donald Trump
could enact legislation satisfiable
knowing majority being
totally tubularly oblivious unalterable
measures permanently infringing on inalienable
rights such as life, liberty
and the pursuit of winnable pacification.
Mar 23, 2018
Mar 23, 2018 at 2:20 AM UTC
Accretion,
Tis I seek!
Permission,
Of ones love to keep!
Partition,
I gaze for none!
Secretion,
Of child play fun!
Direction,
To giveth me her hand!
Completion,
A wedded band!
Ommision,
I want none more!
Suspition,
Please close thy store!
Assumption's,
I enquireth zilch!
Corruption,
Sleeps with filth!
Attention,
Wrap me as waddling infant!
Kitchen's,
To cook a meal of terrace's far and distant!
Affectation,
Of two fallen cherub's!
Alleviation,
Of the bug's and scarab's!
Abstraction,
I paint as a picture,
Benedictions,
Of one pellet, two triggers!
Complications,
Of breathing do I feel,
Irrigations,
Another deathly pill!
Saturation,
Man made queens to beasts!
Irritation,
Where art thou? Queen of settled feast?
Obliteration,
I lurk the high hilled tops!
Incarceration,
Where ghoul's meet thy cops!
Palliation,
To make sensual love in darker nights,
Excruciation,
Where art thou light?
***********
Of kings and consort souls,
Acceptation,
Wilt thou come mine love?
May 29, 2015
May 29, 2015 at 10:21 AM UTC
one winter I almost did not survive
the infinitely consequential moments, all merged
indeed
into one dimensionless experience
where the pain of my entire life (embraced) was
all around me, all at once, and forever
do you know what I mean?
and I could see it all, even behind me and underneath
and I was crushed beneath it and yet,
*in that endless vast untime
a winter?*
even then
held it upon my palm to look down at
from far far above me
as though it were a tiny diamond
impossibly durable,
sharp,
with all the shining upon all of the surface of the oceans on the earth
and unbearable, I looked down at it,
I held it, unbearable
but it would never fall from me, and it hurt and cheered me to be beneath it
for if God had (known me) long enough
in the untime with no breadth
to lay this curse
the form of grief
down upon my head,
was it not also the most solemn blessing?
*and he is faithful, and the suffering he lays down upon you, he will not allow
to be too much, that you would die while you are alive
one time, but again,
again,
and more after that*
that is the winter of indelible clarity
a hard glass memory
*behind the curtain, the coldness off the window
freeze against the pane*
still I feel it in my hand
heavy (unbearable) and familiar
coming down on me again
what did I do
to turn the eternal gaze
toward my face? I disintegrate in excruciation
but never turn away
Oct 13, 2018
Oct 13, 2018 at 9:18 PM UTC
Where is the palliation? Parochial visions of blank t.v's fuzzed by all Excruciation!
Paradigms of paradoxed love all come around secretly, yet I see them in plain sight. Panacea night's broken to hot bedded springs, parsimonious money launderer's pocket's grow, while children die to sing!!!
The paucity of romancers so pensive to me, perennial, bicentennial blows strong onto every sneeze...
A perfidy of things so strange, word's of slang, to ghetto walls of brick!!! Eye's glued, bomb's on the move with shells from mistakened and sick....
Why so many pojoritive scholar's I ask? Ties to their neck's, with shutgun shells ready to blast....
Perjury of judges, to Schemer's and dreamer's of pernicious luggage....
Where can I find such one who won't make me their perquisite? One to replenish me,
One who shall satisfy me whole as I them!!!!!!!
To an ancient beautiful feast!!!
May 10, 2015
May 10, 2015 at 7:58 AM UTC
With those wildflowers you removed excruciation, and they said you didn't know how to fix the broken pieces.
Aug 20, 2014
Aug 20, 2014 at 11:11 AM UTC
Decade and a half ago,
The world still fresh and new,
Good and kind. Air - not what we choked on
Your ray of light flickered
In my careless recollection
Of course, that was once upon a time.
When volumes of infusion is the blood in your veins,
And scenes change day by day, curtains drawn,
You are at the end of the line, spent, and you're
Holding up yours hands in the air, no defiance.
There is sadness in your eyes, even when you smile
"The war is not won." I said.
Bitter taste of medicine
Lingers like diseases on your tongue.
"To be or not to be"
Is a statement, not
A question, not a
Matter of choice.
Excruciation, or maybe hell, in the purest form
Perpetual realization of pain
Of the crystal mind in storm,
Peeling the psyche of it, driving it off to the edge.
But do people still go to hell
When their lives are sheer suffering
Through and through?
Apr 14, 2018
Apr 14, 2018 at 1:59 AM UTC
Misperceiving all the earlier ruins from sentiment,
Started by discrediting feelings that mold agony.
Past excruciation of inflicted gashes led to trauma,
Triggering continuous regret on a timeline for years.
Present day disapproval is caused by painful history,
Also through existing paths which are unwelcomed.
What must be entailed is change in current presence,
Not by mending previous events that inflamed harm.
Former memories from scars rectified through coping,
A process that occurs after the era of now is repaired.
Rebuild a life based on bliss immediately with help,
Beginning new perception that heals every sad moment.
Sep 13, 2016
Sep 13, 2016 at 9:49 AM UTC
I felt the sting of nightshade bubble up inside me,
Once more, I cough up the bloodied Solanaceae.
Purged into my lap, budding with flesh,
Pallid petals ripe with Persian plum mottle, gored and fresh.
Racking my body in waves of herbaceous excruciation,
Crawling up my throat, clawing in botanical mutilation.
Lain out on the creased stone,
My macabre of a garden is blotted with the watercolour of my own.
Weary from retching, I stare at my withering ***** with distain,
I shrivel internally at the burden of mopping each and every stewed stain.
But I know I must clean the mess I've forged,
Because its nobody apart from me, who impulsively gorged.
Dec 12, 2024
Dec 12, 2024 at 2:00 PM UTC
i let myself to trust you
i even hand you a gun
that once you pull the trigger
you know
it will never get back
to you
you aimed it
to the one who gave you
you pulled it
without any guilt
you let the bullet
hit my heart
it is now stop beating
for you
it was taken away
by you
now you got no place
in my heart
no more
no more
not anymore
i lie in tears
on my excruciation
bemoan
alone
without you
by my side
Oct 8, 2016
Oct 8, 2016 at 12:39 AM UTC
Lost in the midst of oblivion,
writings on the walls
are depiction of excruciation
I condoned,
with this question
clawing on my tongue:
"𝘐𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯
𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘴,
𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘢𝘭𝘷𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯?"
The devil in my mirrors
has its beguiling wings,
now slowly burning
for I found my angel.
Apr 2, 2020
Apr 2, 2020 at 9:22 PM UTC