"vulcher" poems
I lay here letting the emotions fill my mind
I’m tired of battling them through out the day
I lay here with my eyes closed letting them consume me
Sadness eats at my heart
like a vulcher picking at a carcass of a lost traveler
attacking it, till its useless beating stop
anger pierces my brain
bleeding out all logistics
causing nothing but hatred for the pain
loneliness, takes over my lungs
suffocating them in isolation
as if I’m drowning in low tide
I feel defeated once again
For letting these emotions drag me down
Bringing me to that place
The dark cold place of fear
The empty space in your mind
Where only hysteria exists
I’m sad without you
Without your hand to take me through life
Without you seeing me progress through life
Unable to see that I am making you proud
I’m angry you left me
No father at graduation
A silhouette of my lonely figure down the wedding isle
I’m lonely
Lost without your love and kind heart
Lost with out your arms and care
The emotions beating me up
Causing only fear for its permanence
I wonder if you feel them too
Nov 25, 2011
Nov 25, 2011 at 10:49 PM UTC
This pain is eating me day after day,
Like minuscule maggots chewing at decay.
The lonely vulcher pecking at the dead rodent
While I'm still lost in the moment.
The moment where your lips touched mine,
Tasting like nothing more than aged wine.
Your lips gave me a hint of serenity,
Then thinking 'what has gotten in to me?'
The moment where I was laughing in the shed
Where your lust filled eyes were being fed.
Your eyes sparked a fire in my heart,
Making my world feel like a piece of art.
The moment we were in the cemetery
Talking about how absurd it is to bury
But now look at me,
Trying to bury what used to be.
"Kiss me" is where it all began that day,
But now it's nothing but minuscule maggots chewing at decay.
Sep 8, 2015
Sep 8, 2015 at 5:46 PM UTC