Scabs |
I picked a scab from your head
You did not seem to mind
I looked further, idly investigating
I found deep holes, burrowed into
A tear escaped my eye
Dampened your ear
Full of trust you looked at me
I ...
Posted by on Sun, 23 Nov 2008 16:24:00 GMT |
Away |
I've been away
I'm still there
Trapped in the dark corners of my emotions
I re-surface only occasionally
Only to dive right back in.
It's too bright, it's too alive
I'm beginning to prefer oblivion.
T...
Posted by on Tue, 04 Nov 2008 20:21:00 GMT |
I Bring On |
I'm suffocating inside
It's my own doing
For being myself, for being undecided
For being just not good enough
For me, for anyone
I can't breathe
I can't think
I can't stay like this
I, me, them
...
Posted by on Sat, 27 Sep 2008 19:11:00 GMT |
Cliff |
I stand at the edge of a cliff
The wind gently caressing me.
The world is spread out in front of me
The past behind me.
My eyes are full of the blue
The sky, the sea, the light.
All so fresh, my soul ...
Posted by on Mon, 22 Sep 2008 19:51:00 GMT |
The Ground |
Dragged into the ground.
My emotions plummet.
I've buried any lifting feelings.
I'm flat. I'm hollow. I've rotted inside.
I am the compost
That worms and flies, ultimately maggots
Nest int...
Posted by on Mon, 15 Sep 2008 19:01:00 GMT |
Half Thoughts |
Half thought thoughts drift in my head
I can't quite catch them.
They flitter and fly and drain away.
It frustrates, flashes of deep rage
When I can't hold on.
To a solid idea,
Then the music flows ov...
Posted by on Thu, 11 Sep 2008 19:42:00 GMT |
Pleasant fleshy rhyme |
I look in the mirror, and what do I see
A few odd shapes laughing back at me.
I decide to cut and rip and tear
Until my flesh was able to bear.
Red and dripping
I was sure I was tripping.
But when I c...
Posted by on Mon, 01 Sep 2008 12:05:00 GMT |
All |
I'm flying.
I'm drifting through the clouds.
I am the mouse, the elephant, the horned dragon.
I see everything, vision unclouded by the thin veil.
I see you,
travelling towards the coast.
Where the su...
Posted by on Thu, 28 Aug 2008 10:25:00 GMT |
At Me |
My scars are itching
You keep pouncing on me.
My scars are bleeding
You make new ones for me.
I scream in the night
You blink at me.
I feed you my love
You just bite back at me.
Posted by on Thu, 28 Aug 2008 09:02:00 GMT |
The Dogs Play |
And the dogs play
While the world cries.
The children taunt
The televisions blare
The records scratch
The needle breaks
While the sun burns.
Insanity engorges
The mind snaps
The eyes do not believe
W...
Posted by on Tue, 26 Aug 2008 11:30:00 GMT |
