RainIt’s always there to enter your heart,To make it sodden, soaked, miserable.It mixes with your hot tears,And makes puddles underneath your feet.It’s the most woeful weather for some,Makes the world dim, depressing, gloomy.Darkening clouds are its disappointing sign,Once you see that, you better shelter.But on the other hand,It can be the most easing, ecstatic, relieving.In boiling countries,It equals celebrations!hIt’s a unique legendary pleasure.Oh, so cheerful, calming, refreshing.Not to be wasted, but to be enjoyed.You never miss your water until your well runs dry.
Without you Five days passed by like a flash of light that seemed like yesterday that I last saw him. Five days of having contact with him adds more weight on my shoulder each day. It hurts so badly like a sword piercing into my heart. Spiteful and hurtful words spitted out from my mouth were obnoxiously mocking at me in my sleep. Guilt plunged into my chest. I felt so downbeat ever since that break up. Recalling that guilt, I feel so ashamed. I feel so naked. How could be such a jerk by saying that our relationship was all for nothing. How could I be such a jerk by accusing him for toying my feelings? How could I be such a jerk to him, to the teena
Barbed TruthBarbed wire clutches my veins, Seizing the life free from tomorrow. It ties me to your hold so damn tightly. No escape for the damned.Your eyes are like the constellations, So full of light that it burns my memories, Yet so darkened by the haze of the unknown. Crawl You whisper with such enchantment. Find your way back again and again And he breaks my wrists and shatters my ankles, Leaves me numb for the living.His hands have painted wreckage on chest, A heel grinding blissfully into my heart. Dead Dead
I should've tried.The rain can descendIt's not like I can stop itRaising two hands won't restrain it at allI can pretend that I don't feel the chill of each dropBut I can't ignore the strange sound of it's fallPuddled and pooledThe gloom will lingerOpaque white reflects in what's now dewWhat was once clear is almost forgottenEven the sky has forgotten its cerulean blueDaylight wanesAnd changes faceIts steely gray becomes a charcoal fogTime is chased as night approachesArriving as swiftly as a vicious dogI remember youLike the rain that fellI remember I couldn't hold you backI remember your wide open sky was once blueEven now as it fad
Mother?!Mother?!I wait for them, those naughty kidsWho did the nasty things they did.That sister and her brother-bratWho tied the tin cans to the cat.I do the dishes as I waitI do not love, nor do I hate.My whispers on the wind they dreadWhence comes the storm when time for bed.Little brother left with sheWho has now been replaced by meThat one was always good as graceSo he will never see my face.But those two how they screamed with joyAs 'round the lawn they threw their toysThey filled the fountain in the backWith stuff to turn the water blackThey switched the sugar and the saltKept running when she hollered "Halt!"Why do the
UnwantedHe whispers a sweet darknessHe breathes a gentle sighIgnored by all the peopleThe ghosts of passersbyI see him every nightLost in the deep of thoughtIt seems no one remembersHis poor skeleton forgotAlthough his eyes are blankHe still stands tall and freeDespite his broken spiritStill he welcomes meBut I take for grantedThat rotten peeled back skinI take full advantage ofThe shelter he’d once beenAnd now that he’s driftingThere’s nothing I can sayHis walls reduced to sandAs his body wastes awayI let these years devour youI left you all aloneBut soon you'll be my nothingThat place I once called home
..+All of me+..I write a sad song.You're the words& the rythym.You're my only inspiration.You're my only fan on their feet.You're all i need& all i can't have.I've been holding it in & now,i feel like i'm exploding. You're my best friend.Maybe not the best mother.But you're my mother.& i love you. & I miss you.The words i endlessly scribblethey fall onto every page.& they cry out, they scream outas a killer inside of me. No amount of writing or hungeror waiting could take this emptiness away.I'll just make it through another day & another day & another day.With pieces left behind.But i'll survive, i'll get throu
Nobody DreamsEverything will be okay; I am in the pursuit of happier things. Sometimes it seems black, and endless, and the darkness swallows up everything. But everything is shining; an illusion. None of this is real, but that's okay. Is this a dream? Maybe I am sleepwalking. Maybe I am wakewalking. Real? Try unimportant. Questioning my own existance is only a game; just another paradox to marvel at. Time? the clock says midnight on the dot. I say five in the morning. But by then, its been a week. You are not dying; you are a wave. You build up like a mighty tsunami, gaining strength with experience. It is not time spent; it is life lived. I close my eye
The Miles.The miles twitch between us.No distance can be crossed with broken legs.Much less with broken hearts.
You are the Sunlight For HerIt started off like thisWhen I gave you that first kissIt took you by surpriseAnd made me close my eyesI won’t lie, I was scaredAs you stopped and staredI couldn’t even breatheBut then you kissed meIt shattered all our fearAnd made our love clearMy feelings only grewBut inside I always knewThe time you fell from the swingFrom the first time I heard you singThe first time you held my handI was so nervous I couldn’t standEven though I can’t cookYou still give me that lookMy hearts melts every timeReminding me how you’re mineYou’re the ending to my storyAnd the happines
DetrimentalLike scars on your wristsYour eyes told it allAnd everyone who saw themWas irrevocably enthralledLike the drugs on this table Your smile was addictiveEuphoria aloneWas all that it afflictedLike a schizophrenia patientYour voice rang in our headsMaking it impossible to forgetA single word that you saidLike the worst alcoholicYou had me constantly inebriatedWith you, my worst feelingsWere immediately alleviatedSome might say I should stay awayBecause you're so dastardlyBut that's what makes it funBecause I like what's bad for me.
Tracks Of TearsTracks of tearsThe Piccadilly lines of tears have ran their route many a timeBut never did I know a love so sublime.This train stopped for no one she was the only passenger,It was thirty love and she returned every serve like my name was Slazenger.We were rallying for ages her love seemed to know no bounds.Every ball she threw no matter the distance I fetched like a hound.Whenever I dithered she kept me on track,Spontaneity lustre and passion there was no lack.The track continued only it now regularly terminating at cock fosters.She had a free ride the journey never cost herA penny. She would sit on my seat make it warm
ExistingExistingThe location no map can pin-point,The blind region of the universe. Living turns in to existing,Existing mutates in to subsisting.Emotions have no place here.The body is in a cadaverous state,The heart thinks but the mind aches. The mouth has been moulded to deceive. The eyes are impervious to lies. This is the place where true honesty liesKnow one can surmise how you feel, Those who once cared have dematerialized. You can only re-lie on yourself,False deceptions allow us to proceed.Realise the real lies we tell ourselvesAllow us to proceed…Kela lewis-morin
313 My eyes have found the bottle,Half full with a proclaimed solution. Consumption is my body's only need...withdrawal, it's demons kept at bay only by repetitive submission...The bottle stares back with lifeless, nonexistent eyes...a thousand yard stare only to find me in my own mind, staring at a broken mirror at choices of mere potential...a clap of thunder snaps me from hypnosis.A sweat grows from the soil of my pours, as my ears pick up the screaming demons drawing closer by the second...insanity is the flare that they so love to follow to my place of solitary self torture.Closing my eyes only grants those demons the images they wer
A path to the infiniteA path to the infinite∞FindBind That lightAt nightThis white glowThis wild flow To your mild mindTo your mauled kind If you are a manEven a womanThis light will just skim youThis wave will just bless youAnd as you are wonderingAnd as you are ponderingWhere on Earth it must have gone By which hand it has been doneOne minute, the seconds have diedWait ! But alas , you have not tied This escaping light to your bodyThis everlasting odd energyYour bitter tears are just about to drop Soul, your stronger desire was to cropA light lump of this eternal infinite A little drop of this nectar to igniteThe shadowy detai
ADDICTEDADDICTEDSliding inside, I'm only thinking of you,Waiting, denying there is no breaking through,Wishing tonight I will earn more of youYes, I do know whyyy I'm addicted to youFading inside my dream into blue,Praying, denying there is no breaking through,Hoping tonight red will cover all blueYes, I do know whyyy I'm addicted to youCrying inside, filling with gloom,Screaming, denying there is no breaking through,Fighting tonight, You are my doomYes, I do know whyyy I'm addicted to youTrembling inside, I'm staring at you,Falling, denying there is no breaking through,Killing tonight myself for just youYes, I do know whyyy I
A STRANGE JOURNEYA STRANGE JOURNEYArrived at less than zero,Fate was written, 'am no hero,I couldn't save you, 'couldn't loveTruth was hidden,Pain above,I should 've tried this dream before!Tried to catch you at the end,Blood and flesh, a weird blend,A strange journey in Light,A chance to stop this crazy fight,I 'll return, I'll live again! \/\/\/Arrived at just at zero,Your will bitter, 'am no hero,I could save you,I could hold,Love was hidden,Pain above,You should 've tried me before!You insisted till the end,Time and place, a weird blend,A strange journey behind,A chance to search me and to find,I 'll return
INSANE!!!INSANE!!!I'm scared, I'm so alone,Your heart is made of stoneIs this what you desire?To set my heart on fire?And now I'm so in pain!You're driving me insane!I'm here, I want to see you,It drives me mad, I need you!I'm staring at your eyes,Your face cold as iceYou're putting on dark glasses,Behind I feel your flashes!!And now I'm so in pain!You're driving me insane-insane-insane!!!I'm here, I'm scared and lonely,I feel that I'm the only!I'm trembling on your voice,I hear it inside the noise!You enslave my eyes and ears!Control my breath and fears!!And now I'm so in pain!You're driving me insane!!!I'm here on
sunsetVision locked on a beautiful light, as the day turns to nightI'm overwhelmed by a feeling that everything's alright,I can't explain what casts across the sky this peaceful site,it seems it's like brushstrokes that paint the huesof oranges, reds and blues on a canvas of clouds guided by the breeze,gently flowing through me as I breatheit's the perfect remedy for distress,the anger building up in my chest is released in the air as I exhale my breath
Alcoholic BaptismYou are submerged beneath the ice, Whisky burning your throat to cleanse your words and your screams.I run fingers down your spine, Smoothing gin to steal your scars away.Father left his mark, Leaving an endless expanse of empty bottles between the two.I will pour tequila over your flesh to take away his touch, And I will rub vodka deep into your eyes to take away the ugly.You fall to your knees, Droplets of rum falling over your chest.Your swollen feet are soothed by sweetened ale, Leaving you exposed to the world.I will be here to run mead through your hair, And to catch cigarette smoke and dreams for you.You have dream
ConstructDelving into the originsOf what makes an individualWho are you? Who am I?There’s a lack of understanding,Yet we jump to judgeAnd claim to knowThat which we could never understandAttempts are seldom madeTo investigate the unknownTo strive to discoverThose we claim to knowFrom the inside outExtract the innermost thoughtsIn place there is an idealist mirageTo which our beliefs shall cling toIn desperation, or disbeliefIt’s the construct of our mindsetThat leads us all astray
Sell ItLeave me nothing,I am hereI am gone,Evaporating into the cloudNever to be seen again.A voracious appetiteTo smell, speak, and hearYet I can no longer feel you hereYou are not near, long gone.I cannot breathe in this airHow do you expect meTo live?Not a care at allThe sea, the wind, despair.Blame you,Blame meBlame the long and lonesome treeAround the bendJust at the corner.I need to feel that I belongI need to see Beyond my soulScattered at my feetBy winds I never intended to invite.A freedom lasts a long, long timeA waif who never found the way home.Bring me here unto the lightA light that shone so dimlyBut pu
Falling off the EdgeDo you know what it feels like?To nearly fall off the edge,but not quite...just so that you're dangling;clinging for your worthless lifelest it fall into the sea of loneliness. Your callused, pink fingers turningto a shade of purplish-red of painas it does it best to hold on.Splash.In the sea of loneliness,everything is crisp, translucent. There is nothing around you,you are alone...unlike other people,you have no one clamouring to save you;you have no onediving in to get you out.There is no pointscreaming for help,you will only wastethe little time and air you have left. You only have the darknessof the sea envelop
Missing LovePiece of me is missing,I can't find it,It seems that is gone,Gone far away, And I don't know, If it is ever coming back.I feel lost, I was here before but not at this cost,Slowly drifting in unknown and hoping for better times.With past memories of love still by side,I keep myself together,Soft touch,Happy smile,Beautiful eyes,What did happen...Love have you given up on me?
The Ballad of Big BillBorn in 1869 was one William HaywoodBy helping workers anyway he could He determined to spend his life Not on friends, sport or WifeBy lending us his calloused handHe vowed we’d build a promised land.Now William was no College ProfessorNor a staunch Moral Confessor.He grew up big and strongAnd rejected the beard long.In fact Most working folkOn account of him being solid as an OakDubbed our Will “Big Bill”Big Bill began his rise to fameHelping a Silver mine stake its claim.Whilst picking at rock he listened to Ed BoyceEd’s speech would give Workers cause to rejoice.Big Bill with the Western Federatio
Perhaps Life as I ponder the days gone byand contemplate my futureI wonder 'bout the reasons whyI've often had to sufferand yet good times were also mineto share and to be shared withfamily, friends, good food, fine winehappiness... not just a mythworld war I...men on the moonadolph hitler...Jesus Christmodern medicine...aids and cancerthe Bible...mein kampfhunger...bumper croplong life...crib deathperhaps life is a mysterya conundrum to be resolvedevil's part of our historyand yet we are all involvedperhaps life is a gift from Goda thing to cherish and lovesome may find it rather oddthat the credit should go...
Shadow's SlumberSend the souls of saints to findSecrets locked within my mind.Sand to stone and sight to sleep, Sirens sing of loss and grief.Sorcerers from highest peaksCast your spells into the deep.Servant of the shadow's kiss, Cast me now to the abyss.
Waiting for youHis crimson parsolCradle in my armsHe shall be back
Sunset's lovely redI see that red hueFloating towards the twilight skyOn a cold sunset
Ribcagea flowered ribcageso beautiful and deceaseddead but still lovely
How Does It Feel?So how does it feel to look at me from afarmillion miles awayAny memoriesof how much you wanted meof how things once wasWe had come so farfor you to just screw things upus ending so bad.We can never go back before we burned the bridgetoo much pain remains.So how do I feelto look at you from afarmillion miles awayJust sad...
Forever twenty-1Forever is long period of time, but a long time is fine with meLooking back at my life smiling for a mortal I thought I would beNo love or hate has made a difference in me or my existenceThe difference was and still is in my approach and resistanceI can run and run if I choose but there is no hiding from the truthI've been stolen in many, my heart, my soul and even my youthCareless those around hiding in familiar, beautiful and smiling facesBleeding inside, dragging my feet and my hands with heavy bracesCan find no comfort in the truth, and no reasons in the lieThere is no purpose in an empty life it’s ticking waiting to die
In The Rainthe rain falls on my headthe rain drips down from my hairmy make up runsand i shiver on the groundyou were supposed to save mefrom this mind i call homei don't want to live here anymorecan i make a nest in your mindwhen you come home?are you coming home?i wish you would come homebut i am not enougham i?i will never be enoughand i have never been enoughi do not want to moveif i was going to be happyi would be happy without youstuck on repeat in my mindlike a broken recordand i am brokeni feel like dyingand i want to dieand maybei will die in the raintonightafter allrain makes me happylike you once didwhen
FreeDisappearFrom my reality.Erase yourPrescence. Fly with the wind,Escape from the chainsThat bound you to my mind. You might not want to go,But I want to you to be free.
I know myself, tonight.I sit, while I smoke on my balcony, wondering how long this feeling will last.The burn in my throat reminding me of all the times I've been here, in the recent, yet deceptively long-ago-story it births in me.I write, misspelling. I see the world through a particular viewfinder, I connect with the music in a way i have missed. Let me close my eyes for a moment, and contemplate darkness in it's most colourful state.I know you, I say to myself smiling.. where have you been hiding?Right here, I respond while taking a long drag, holding it, until I exhale clear-smoke-free-air. Now I feel you.My knowledge takes over & auto pilot, seems like
Tell Me A Fairy TaleTell me a fairy taleabout a man and woman who fall in loveand nothing stops them from finding a way to be together.Not even 1,082 miles.Tell me a fairy taleall about how when they finally meetits love at first sight and it made the struggle worth it.Tell me a fairy talethat recollects the night when they finally fell asleep side by sideand woke in the morning no longer feeling lonely.Tell me a fairy tale where she finally felt understoodand he stuck aroundeven when life turned ugly.Tell me a fairy taleand be sure to include the nightwhere they run off and come back in the morning marriedjust like she always said she wou
The Princess Of The NorthTHE PRINCESS OF THE NORTH She was a Princess of the North, A war it came and she was lost She was enslaved, She was forced, They dressed her red And she was sold. He was a son, down, from South, With light heart and shy mouth He never searched, yet now he found, Their eyes met a night around. They hide in darkness, She's in Love, He didn't think Of what's above She was a slave and masters ask to pay with gold, to pay for lust. He was no warrior, No sword in hand and no courage yet to stand. They'll meet again, Passion rules, Two elders pay For him, her goods They'll meet again, Passion rules, Two el
Homosexuality BitesThey found me slumped over in the school showers With a towel loosely wrapped around my waistScalding hot water was blistering my skinAs I bled from an unspeakable placeA hard-handed teacher dragged me to my feetWith little or no sign of sympathyFor the bruising to my feeble framed ribcageAnd the fractures to my identityI think they all thought that I had it comingAs no one was willing to testifyThat the sodomy inflicted upon meWas something to which I hadn’t compliedBoisterous boys laughing in the corridorsAs I shamefully limped throughout the dayNot a thought for the pain that was inflictedJust worried for what my pa
First kiss- Okay.She says with judgement, but still she's keeping it together.- Okay so you don't want me anymore? You loved me but it wasn't enough. I wasn't enough. So now you want her, instead. Is that what you're telling me?The voice is steady but her eyes is far too shiny. He knows she is breaking, on the inside. Just as he know he will never be able to repair that crack.- It's not you honey...- "it's me" I get it.She bites him off, fast. But he know she's not irritated, she's hurt.- I'm sorry...He lift his eyes from the ground and looks at her, so ashamed, so sad. He never wished for it to end this way. He never wanted to see her h
I'm TryingI'm Trying.What more do you want from me?Can't you see I'm trying my hardest?I'm trying to make something of myself.I know nothing is promised and I may not be the fastest.I know my attempts have not resulted in any form of wealth.What more can I do to prove to you that this is what I want?I can see you are finding it difficult to get past this.You think there is more I can do to help myself.You can see that I'm struggling; I never tried to mask this.I want you to understand that this is something I must do for myself.But all that I will ask for you is,I hope that one day you will believe in me.Believe in everything
TrustTrust.Hard to gain. But easily lost.The effects will always remain. Unless we pay the cost.Instead of abiding by t
ParanoiaParanoia.I don't want to be this way.But I can't help but feel this way.No matter what you doOr what comforting words you say.My over active mind will not allow me to believe it.My weary blood shot eyes will not allow me to see it.Even though my attentive heart is able to receive it.My thoughts and my imagination will corrupt and deceive it.And that's why no matter how much I love you.For some reason I will always feel cheated.So please don't blame yourself because you have done more than enough.You have proven yourself and have provided me with so much love.There are only so many false accusations you can take.The
My BritainMy Britain'My Britain' never existed.It was conceived out of ignorance Remembered by the unenlightened.Voiced by the witless and uncultured.This life is a continual race of race'sKnow one's position is permanent Yesterdays victor is tomorrows loserWe all have a position on the podiumEquality is a rehearsed legend Woven by the indigenous optimistsTime will not aid this idyllic ideology It will only strengthen the figment.Born from the same equation, Divided by colour and tone. Multiplied by the errors of the past,Further adds to the difficulty of life today.Kela lewis-morin
Can you save meWhen suddenly the reality hit meWhen I get so sad knowing that there Is no escapeWhen I feel so stupid for living and I start wishing to dieI know I am alone, just aloneNo one Is around me when I need themI wait, And I stand there and do nothingJust hopping for a miracle, for someone to come and save me from falling inside my own thoughtsSomeone to save me from myself, my mindAnd still no one Is around......I am still waiting for someone, for something to save meCan you save me?
More Than AnythingI want this more than anything.But I'll pray tonight becauseThere's nothing I can do To make this better.Maybe something will happenBut it will disappear in a flash.There will be painAnd I can already feel it.I've worked for the gloryBut it's fading fast.The agony remainsI have to sacrifice.For all the people counting on me;I'll push my limitsEven if all is lostBut I know, still,My strength will give out.I don't thinkI have the heart....I have the heart.I don't thinkMy strength will give out.But I know, still,Even if all is lostI'll push my limitsFor all the people counting on me;I have to
enter title hereI don't like the light.It uncovers secrets unmasks truthsthe truth of hating myselfthe truth of uselessness the truth of gaping wantwant runs deep in mei seem too needyi seem spontaneous my emotions are like jump ropeupdownupdown
Pale, Pure MoonlightIlluminating the dark, jewelled sky,You’re so beautiful – you can easily catch the eye.Resting next to the shimmering stars,You’re so beautiful – you can make me forget any wars.The peace you bring takes a tonne off my shoulder.The happiness you provide takes off my back a boulder.The calmness you offer removes all my headaches,And the joy that replaces those shall last for decades.The golden sun can be so fiery and ablaze,But it is simply no more than a phase,Stays in the morning, disappears in the night;Whilst you stay always, yet very faint in its light.However, those golden rays will never defeat you
My Little PrinceOh, sleep, oh, sleep, my little prince.Don’t you cry, don’t you wince.I loved you ever sinceAnd before I saw you, my little prince.Oh, how rich you are, how rich you are.Much more brighter than any star.For you I’d run a number of yards.Oh, how rich you are, how rich you are.Oh, why don’t we have it? Why isn’t it there?But at least we’ve got some air.Not imprisoned in any kind of snare.But why don’t we have it? Why isn’t it there?Mastering so much, my dear child,Ever so passionate, ever so kind,Leaving nothing behind.Mastering so much, my dear child.How rich you are, how rich
Will Even Family Forgive?I committed a crime,one that not only cannot be forgivenbut should not be forgiven.And how is anything forgiven?I can try and try,try as I might until deathbut a mistake that's done is unforgettableand all I'm left with is regret and knowledgeto not make the same mistake again.But what if I do it again?Sometimes I get to wondering,I wonder if my family will take me backif my daddy understands or if my mom caresbut I wonder mostif my baby brothers and sisters forgive mebecause really, the fault is mine and mine alonefor abandoning themand rendering them disabled forever without cure.And how do I change now?I'll try to pay them back in my prison home,learn to fight and toughen upso I can try to go back, if they'll take meand never let my siblings out of my sight again.So how do I go about it?It's better to be overprotective,than to leave them to die the way I once didand what's moreit's no crime, no crime to protect your loved ones at all.But is
Why Did You Come Into My Life?If you could see meWhat would you notice?If you knew me How would you react?If you were actually aroundWould you be proud?Standing in empty placeWhere everything has gone to hellWondering whyI feel so cold insideWondering why your not hereWho is holding me from the ground?I try and look aroundBut, your not hereI wish you could just see meI’m suffocatingTrying to breatheCome and save me From the seasAs they wash over my very soulIt’s all taking a tollI can’t feel your hand any moreYou just let goI’m drowning in this mess you’ve madeAnd you’ve left me here for me to dieDidn’t
FadeSpare the truthIn what you seeFade awaySo endlesslyYou shuffle awayAs I chase afterBold descentBeyond thereafter.You crawl away from meBut see the truthAnd I shall bringMy heartMy soulNever let you goI reach out to youAnd hear your criesMuffled beyondJust out of reach.The cave you build aroundYourselfKeep me outShut me outSigh and scream,Shout and moan.You cannot keep me hereAway from youAnd all alone.I shall follow you to whereThe rivers’ ends lieFollow you until the day I dieCast off your veil, break down your wall,Until the endForsake it all.
VergeShatter my doubts,Guilt beyond wordsTell me, what do you believe?If I disappear into nothingAnd leave you to this worldWould you fear what comes next?Or would you finally believeI have come to serveA purpose forever unknown.Bound to the gloryOf never knowing what was rightOr just what I was led to understand.I cannot take this knowledgeAnd leave all this behindNot yet, not intentionally.I never did feelThat there was one certain chanceFor it all to make sense.Chaos and orderDestruction of the clauseBinding me to the universe.Set free from this uncertainty,Look into the sky,My eyes …And you will see the v
Down The Rabbit HoleHere and now I would flock to you in a heartbeat.One day though, you’re worried I may fly away instead of to your rescue.So clip my wings and drop me down the rabbit hole.Put my loyalty to the ultimate test.Just don’t let the dreadful hole land in Alice’s Wonderland.Instead, drop me in the dungeon with in your mind.Leave the dungeon’s exist doors slammed shutBut make the keys worst hiders than I am a seekerWhile allowing me the choice of you or my freedom.Display all your secrets as a piece of loot.While lacing the good in riddles for me to solve,And drenching the dark in booby traps for me to disarm.Le
Fallingmy words feeding the negativity once again storing its feast upon my flesh absorbing the root of its maker pouring itself into my rib cage clutching within myself decomposing in the mist of it all belittling my soul with the spoils of doubt and defeat counting the days to my last breath with life so hard to see the bottle half full with jack daniels sinking within the darkness caressing away the threshold of my depression pulling away at my organ bursting into beautiful hues shedding red tears upon the floor splattering my true nature once again empty hollow human dragged around the pressure of staying true to her essence and state of a deranged loner fighting with the monster inside of herself destroying the bit of confidence she could ever spell with admiration laughing at the world while she's on edge waiting to taste the asphalt of the ground crushing her into rumble and seeing beauty in the breakdown
The Truth of Love and HateWhat is love if not a curse?What is hate if not a gift?The former state will hold you back,And yet the other gives you liftTell me friend, who has more strength:A man with stars across his eyes,oblivious to his own reality?Or one after vengeance, the greatest prize?Which man, perchance, would you entrustwith vigelance and hawke-like strength?The man who cannot see the truth,or the man who cuts through empty lies?Which man, say you, would make it far,In this hectic thing we all call lifeA man who sees it all in gold,or a man who's lived through countless strife?Who makes for better soldier boy,To fend for country and for l
A Lament for LaikaApollo stalked a river nymphWhile Moscow looked with starry glimpse And all that clemency of manShowed no remorse after Japan.Instead the dire marathonOf bloodless states did dawn uponA mournful Artemis in tears:The glory of two thousand years.Behind the curtains of despairTreblinka, Dachau and the chair,Onward stood then the next conquestA giant leap for either chest.Away, amidst an icy laneWhere stray and stricken do remainHe leashed the throat of nature's pride; All of his virtues laid aside.A warmer, yet lackluster cell,A diet of insipid gel,A life beneath the measured glareOf pressured breath and pressured air.Un
Ballad of the Doll MakerCome now; gather round! Men who areGentle, ladies fairer!Hark now my words as I tell theTale of the Doll Maker!There was once a youth, apprentic'dTo a master of old;Who taught to his eager studentHow to craft wooden dolls.But these are not the toys girls play with,For they resemble man,And woman too; in size and lookThey're finest in the land.Now, th'apprentice was at the ageWhen he need'd to adoreA girl of his choosing; and sought hisMaster's wisdom some more.He search'd his teacher thoroughly,Examining his brain,So that in love, his ignoranceWill not fail him again.The Master, agèd now and nearDone
The Oil Spirit and the River NymphFrom heaven, Muse, tell us a tale,A short one of tragic love,About the Oil Spirit and the NymphDestin'd by those above.Upon a day of Man's workings,As they dug under the earth,Little did they know beneath earth'sdepths, something they'd disturb'd.The workers toil'd the day away,Not knowing what they'd done;'Twas when they return'd home, that nightTh'awak'ning had begun.Arise from the ground, you earth-bound thing!Find new life has merit!Come, stand up, and take human shape,For you're the Oil Spirit.The newcomer rais'd his dark head,Observ'd his surroundings.He turn'd round and left the quarry toSeek out n
BedtimeThe time you always think about everything that was never said.
haiku to youshe apologized;morning tears stain the sidewalkblowing out lighters.____________________________________________keeping wasps in jars.not a difficult task forone person alone.____________________________________________she licks the ink fromher blameless fingers, hopingfor retribution._____________________________________________we are all liars-trying to keep you laughingso you miss the cracks._____________________________________________break me into partssegments of a fractured wholeglued along the rips.
He Still Makes Me LaughAn hour of laughterSongs that make you laugh aloudDoctor Demento
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