Staring up from down below Heaven fell further than I know The wind gets cold Like regret growing old With a heart of stone Set in gold Or hearing whispers “I told you so” Where are angel’s not to go? God told me to love him whole The sinner yes so I tread his road Ready to take on intruders, I’m bold He says friend, I say foe There’s complications in the fold Missings cards like hands, I need him though Dropping SOS’s where his feet have strolled Sights to behold Or heartaches sold
To be honest, I just wanted to keep going with this rhyme flow. I gotta stop putting on the breaks. I’m feeling pages, can you roll?
Moonstone if you’ve ever wondered. I wrote an essay in college once on the healing properties and energetic properties of stone and blew my professor away. I’m going to get back into to meditation sessions soon. Just trying to find my self-esteem and what’s left of my pride after my last nuclear meltdown. I’m radioactive. And collapsing in on myself.
This goes without saying but, I get insanely jealous of the attention he gives other girls. Like black jealousy. And my doctors at the VA don’t understand this kind of love or obsession. They don’t even understand why I’m scared of asteroid Apophis. Whatever. You can’t cure these things. Love is the only acceptable remedy. He just needs to kiss me. Shimples.
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The no entry signs are posted still they stray I’ve stated there’s no hope yet they pray I’ve mentioned I am starving they won’t pay I need some time alone can’t get a day
Nosferatu but call me Vampyre D (Vampy D). And I prefer solitude.
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Do you recall When you were lost In purgatory of the loss So numb in the dark No light or a spark How much I cared?
If you remember I held your crown I took your cross Through the desert and across All your sins at no costs Though your pain has been shared
If you flush your eyes Stop looking down Where your heart knows holocaust Clear the fog and the frost Find your soul where I’m embossed And stop asking where
My hair is getting so long (on one side) it just curls around me and every inch of this silky fabric is organic, real, homegrown from my skull, and mine (though it tangles just from thinking about blowing on it, brush it from down up please and in sections or it tangles while brushing and never brush it wet, ever or you’ll ruin my fine silks *sigh*. I just know someone’s going to fuck my hair up when I die. DON’T FUCKING TOUCH IT AND DON’T FUCKING LET THE GOVERNMENT CREMATE MY BODY FOR FREE AND GIVE ME A WHITE TOMB AND BURY ME WITH OTHER UNKNOWN SOLDIERS. Instead, freeze me and give my body to science and they can clone me and bring me back to life digitally or like for real in the future. I’m down with that but don’t stick me in a fucking box either 6 feet under. If you do though, let my hair keep growing, don’t touch it, that’s my point. La la la
I don’t know how many poems I’ve written, because life is chaos and order, but 99.9979% have been for you. But what came first, the black hole or the star? Could the star be where it’s at today without the black hole? What if all these chemicals and elements exist because ionization occured from the black hole? What if I’m the black hole instead and you are the star? What if none of these poems were ever written? What if I never feel your actual kiss? Might die… might survive… might go supernova in your sky.
So, I hate you and I love you. “My indecision is final”.
I see what they write about you. But it doesn’t fucking compare, to the magnitude of the words we write each other (I mean the words you don’t write me at all but do but don’t but do but don’t but do). Ahem. *gets back in coffin* I’m over everything and I want to hibernate through winter…
I’m slowly chipping away at the madness Panics in the twilight with silence loud as riots There’s smiling on my face but my head is filled with sadness I thought he had a hand but it turns out he is spineless
I start out each day as if I’m facing Goliath At any moment I am ready to face violence Though humble are my feet when they are sleeping quiet When you hear me roar you’ll learn I am a lioness
We need entire continents to separate my rage And I don’t give a fuck if you think I act my age Make a note on your calendar or erase the fucking page It doesn’t change the fact we deserve a decent wage
Starving for food and love during a year long plague I’m fairly fucking certain I’ve been yelling from my cage But to the world full of green it’s a giant fucking stage And they don’t ever hear a word I fucking say!!!!!
I don’t want your support if it costs me my peace of mind. I’d rather starve. Or die in the street like Poe which is exactly where I’m heading if I don’t learn to LET IT GO.
I SEE THROUGH MONEY TO SEE YOU EMPTY AND WANTON AND NEVER HAVING MY FRIENDSHIP, LOVE, OR RESPECT. YOU CAN’T BUY THAT. YOU CAN’T BUY ME. IT’LL BOTHER YOU ONE DAY. BUT I’M ALREADY GONE. 👍
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I get lost in that eternal longing Like a lonely ghost haunting Your words, your grounds, you’re all that I am wanting The daily daunting The nightly taunting In circles, my feet towards you keep walking
Purgatory or desire Cannot distinguish if purge or fire The written wire The lines drawn from hell to higher A wanton vampire From wish to liar
His blank canvas, or missing page Off on my own in fits of rage The way we age Can’t face the stage The chance to talk or just engage Escape this cage
I’m trying to make amends I make more enemies than I do friends I’m sick of bends How he pretends How every road has more dead ends Though love he sends
You’re free to go Where the wind will blow Disassemble and row Nobody gotta tell yah so So go on and show What your feet can stow
Hello, good evening Tormentor May I call you Mister? Mister Tormentor? Word hipster Hard hitter Love quitter Still with her?
I go from tuning To finely pruning They say I’m ruin I got sin brewin’
His voice is a soothing surf Not a curse I need him and it’s getting worse For what it’s worth
Our lives aren’t permanent I was born and in effect, I’m not perfect Still mistakes you’ll erect On display my regret 1, 2, 3, now it’s set I’ll admit, I changed my bet But you are dead and now I’m next
He was gone But his eyes kept looking back And now love was a balancing act Her heart atrophied From the love it lacked
It is so obvious to me concepts But then I am gullible and miss steps
She cried so much He made a levee But it just keeps flooding Her tears are heavy
There is more bad than there is good It gets to me more than it should
Constantly pretending it doesn’t hurt at all Restart. Repurpose. Throw it up against a wall Reorganize disaster before they see the fall Rejection. Redirection. He will not take a call
Taste the sin, twice the infection Long-distance waiting, I cannot face inspection Hours non-debating and time shows no affection A trip to my own mind, a nightmare his direction
Everyday, I’m waking up triggered Just today, frustration got bigger
He must exist in some galaxy far from reach; Like my company he won’t seek
I’m stone but you cut through me like water; making me soft yet harder.
There’s a positive and a negative in everything I’ve learned; even the outcome…
I peer into my dream as if you’re there – A hundred million reasons why I care
His words a sword cutting through stone; I guess I’d rather be alone.
Read the lines in between, I do get what you mean and, I’m not searching for a thing…
Transforming into high seas Don’t wanna be on my knees Or marching in an army
My dreams of him live in endless meadows Where fears have been foreclosed Never near the brink of extinction Our love can never decompose
And now he’s building a nest Right where her heart beats best
Both try to speak though tongue was held They try to walk but they both failed
Sinners have acute senses sinning
One day she looked down at her hands and didn’t recognize them anymore.
Wounds she carries of others crosses. Her hearts too heavy from all these losses.
Wrap me in your worlds; only want your words.
You’re always passing by Why don’t you come inside And stay awhile by my side
Secrets aren’t for telling Even when we’re yelling Secrets aren’t for selling Even where you’re dwelling
I don’t know if he’s iron or sorcery / He’s got a hold on me
They come, they go I’m high, then low
The trouble with worry is that I worry there’s trouble.
He yells “retreat, I am the dark” But, he is the way for light to embark It takes both to fuel the heart And when it comes to love they hit the mark
“…You have to cut the cord”
“No, I can’t live without you…”
“Babe, you can’t stop existing just because I do” (love is keepsake, love is forever)
I gave you my best angles My mess and my tangles
She said, “you finally showed up. Took the damn end of the world, too…”
Sometimes I experience words as if they are new That’s what your written word can do Pushing and pulling through and through Take my breath, turn me blue Subjunctive mood
Lay it out for me in lines Penalized Marginalized Revised By your red pen, I am chastised
Twisting and burning Your pens always yearning Speaking of truth as if you are learning Replacing your mask while your lies keep turning Every single day my anger is churning!!
Lines! Lines! The devil’s crossing, the way you’re talking! The constant lusting, a poor man’s cursing The way you haunt me The nightly stalking I can’t keep walking
I’m more than drunken babble Jagged edges traveled I’m more than all you saddle Or the porn that’s on your channel
Stop pretending you’re something you’re not The baggage you carry weighs alot Still licking your mask for all that it’s got Worried the truth simply might drop
I go from wanting to block him to wanting to fuck – I go from ‘I hate him’ to “he’s my buck”…
Jagged edges Overcrowded ledges Falling into hedges Deserted second pledges
Wishing things I haven’t Rotten choices maggot Fine tuning an old habit Lessons always absent
Why do they always have to lay on me their personal conditions? I want to muse not defuse the hourly emissions Confessions, obsession, next the rejection The highs, the lies, twice the objection Undermining and poor correction Next you know there’s more affection Every step has got you guessing But no one ever moves direction
From none to some From some to none From birth to young From aged to numb
From luck to curse To curse from luck From fast to stuck From good to suck
I’m still finding bones you buried Death the only thing you married
I wasn’t around love and nurturing growing up I was a petite girl beaten, I had it rough My mother, my sister, my father’s, they all were tough From blood to bruises, scruff was the stuff
The frog doesn’t know until it’s too late that the water is hot People either loathe me or they love me alot Maybe I’m formidable or maybe I’m not Maybe you’re alive with a heart full of rot
He left but his silhouette remains Life is quiet where shadow overstays Not even a whisper asks if I’m okay
All you ever give me is your poorly drawn lines. I’ve heard this excuse now a million damn times.
Stop pretending my love is a crime Stop telling others I’m not worth a dime It seems you’ve laid integrity on the line Darling, I’ll win every time
Lure her where light breaks Offer her heartaches Remind her of her mistakes
He made his bed though he wasn’t prepared The road she was going he couldn’t care It seems her worries wasn’t shared Or maybe underneath the hiding, a boy was scared
I left you like a ton of bricks crumbling
My rearview shows the void A boy devoid Self-worth destroyed There’s nothing to avoid
Tear me down Disassemble words ticking Fingers clicking People bitching Darkness my gown
Dreams still wishing Lies keep twisting Sorrows non-fixing Love went missing Watch me drown
I can go but the only thing it’ll prove is that I’m gone…
If only forgiveness were a page to turn All these hills are mistakes I’ve run And I cannot change the things I’ve done
Got my enemies watching with a telescope You say you hate me but you know I’m dope I see you clinging to my every hope You pray I’m drowning tho God is my boat
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I want him to stretch out my smile until my cheek hurts Roll around on the ground laughing til it’s worse I want his poetry as my universe His kisses to be my in-house nurse
I want his words instead of roses, dig? Forgiveness for mistakes I hid Perhaps another chance to bid Love despite the things I did
You give life color You are the place sadness goes to rest Gently under midnight breath You unchain the collar
Your tongue rushes through layers of time only to stand still! Why do you stomp outside my gate demanding honor when your skin is made of scales? I wonder if there is any light left in you at all? Do you feel my love sneaking into you at night? Or when my tears have sweetened the sky?
Is it a pen- Or a tool for destruction?
Is it a hand- Or a rule for instruction?
Why do you always have to be so bad? Why do you exist only to make me sad? Why are you always claiming I am wrong? Why are you someplace I don’t belong?
Remorse is a little grave Radioactive your words decay They cause delay Like the games you play The lies you say The lives you slay
I don’t hide behind pretense or a mask I’ve got a mind to not do what you ask If you want it first you’ll get it last A narcissist hating me, makes me feel first-class!
Just go! Why do you always make a scene? Your reason cruelly crafted, doesn’t mean a thing.
Life happens in gallops The downs, the ups A calloused heart develops Blackened and jealous
There’ll never be an us You’re too careless You’ve got life but you’re aimless Now the end you can cherish
You’re spinning on your axis Your every lie is backless I’m splitting from this madness And returning all your sadness
People out there climbing, hardly trying, rarely ever hear them crying…
Don’t let the bottle sink you to the floor Got you nailing shut every door Every hour you are at war The enemy is your roar We can’t take it anymore
Eventually longing runs out like a clock that stops ticking…
She’s a pyramid scheme Lined in fake gold and your dying dream The way her eyes will gleam Faking is in her bloodstream
They are tied together at the seam He injects her like she’s morphine She ranks him number one supreme But all they ever do is scream
You cling to death a hardend criminal Morally bankrupt
She has darkness leaking from her eyes Scales and veins that demoralize The blood runs blue behind cold skies Quickly fallen the soldier dies
His smile is fusion So his kingdom I’m choosing
You left me dismantled Said there was nothing you couldn’t handle I guess you had a different angle You were gone by the flick of your candle
My time was fully channeled But now our friendship has been cancelled Everyday a different battle Took all I had to not get mangled
Stow my fucks upon the mantle I’ll write you off another devil There were signs that I’m a rebel I guess I’m on a different level
Choice is yours to revel You’re a man that’s acting feral Trust is like a petal And I need to be more careful
Time is a death sentence.
Do you take the stars with you when you disappear? Do you hide the light within your black soul?
I am a wounded warrior who fought for this country I need more than fancy cars or money Or the consistent catcalling of “come here honey”
Give me wonder from your fingertips, from your every word that slips Galactic walls of poetry, moves for my dancing feet, that’s all I’ll ever need
Who or what are you chasing? Everyday I see the man you could be slowly erasing
You move in-and-out of my life like water; you shape my rivers.
She looks cheap and worn down like an old lumber mill- But piss on her and he’ll crumble at will!
My love, lend me your ear Spending time with you would change the atmosphere
Do my pleas appear like flares in darkened skies Are my hopes and dreams all the things that you despise
Growing evermore increasingly isolated And humanity, well I don’t like it And man and his lies absolutely hated And to think for love I sat around and waited
But love is about abundant as God And man only rule with his evil rod But leave it to them to curse why I’m flawed And when it comes to law every one is a fraud
An angel and a demon fall in love
He doesn’t want to hurt her, he can’t change who he is Walk away he won’t let her and try yes she did
There were warnings in the echoes Writings on the windows
-LOVE FORBID-
One day these words will be gone – life won’t exist Time is slow but not forever, now is in the mist
Let’s rewind the details.
They line up like dogs, fisting her, inching her Why do you love her, I need an answer
I once held him like starlight in my eye But the light slowly turned to drab And hope was a rope not an inch to grab I watched a living life magnify and die
His breath was once a sail for my dreams But the air turned stale with mold and dust And hand was an enemy not an ounce of trust Life passed me by it seems
His poetry was once a creed and map But his words turned to curse and hell And love was a poison for not feeling well Between my heart and his there lies a gap
So I’m alive and still writing poetry. This is Annie Lenox. Rescue kitty. She’s been the queen of the domain several years now. Got her when she was a wee 15 weeks old, recently turned 7 years young. Gorgeous girl and sweet too! Happy birthday, Annie!! My goal is to get her a new tower from Kitty Mansions. She could use a new tower/ number 2. Won’t be til the Jeep is paid off. It’s coming! Highly recommend them!! Cat approved. Got her this one in 2015 (I think) and it’s withstood moves & 24/7 use! Isn’t she cute? She’s clever! 😍I’m still alive and writing and growing my hair out. 6 months dye free. Ack! Putting on some quarantine weight.
All these centuries it was you I craved Hiking mountains of longing while your name I praised All these fallen ruins are bits of you I’ve saved Every foot in darkness steps for you I braved
Pulling part the ocean that’s the depths I paved Fusion in my core for the light that’s phased Trust in only love cuz that’s my heart you grazed Want to spend eternity with our souls engraved
Probably the sweetest love poem I’ve ever written. I literally enchanted myself. A first. But it is now after 2 AM and maybe I’m just tired… But my blog is nearing 50K views (that’s 50,000 visits folks) and I want to pee myself!! 😍
But I wrote a poem instead. And I hesitated to write a second stanza, but once I got going I’m glad I did… I’m sick to fuck of love to be honest. Someone said I was too young to be a cougar, that I was a cub instead. Well, whatever. Now that I’m ready to date and mingle there’s a bloody zombie apocalypse going on. I ain’t trying to die from the plague. Apophis (that huge effing asteroid) is returning to kiss Earth in April 2029, which sounds like a more exciting world ending, and I hope to get laid by then too… 😏
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I’m depressed, moody, withdrawn, emotionally detached, unavailable in every capacity. People swear they get it up until they’re screaming profanities at me for how evil I am for not giving them my time (or love for that matter). I am a fallen angel and a creature of the underground, I’m not capable of love. But a monster I am not. Just simply void and numb. Sorry not sorry. SURVIVAL MODE
What does all this mean? Depression means I’m incapable of forming attachments. Or joy. Writing is my only escape. It was my escape when I was a little girl and couldn’t escape all the abuse. I wrote poetry in between classes at school. On the bus. On the toilet. And guess what? I still do. Only now I’m sharing this part of me WITH YOU. But I lose friendships and followers because I’m unable to maintain communication right now. I keep telling people I’m depressed and suicidal but it’s like wind over the ears. They still need me to provide a service for them. I cannot. I barely can brush my teeth on some days. This is not me you’re meeting but some ruined version of what I might have could of been… (and yes under all the suicidal ideation I am gentle and loving and worth saving). So bye.
“Just another lost angel”…
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I miss coming up for air After your words would knock the wind out Even now the winter blizzard of your cold shoulder is predictable My cries and shivers numbs the void My face with permanent icicles And yet the sun will rise and the rooster crow And in a circle you will go
I miss when your tongue was a rogue wave How you made time another dimension Every syllable unearthing a treasure I will be your clown in a daze I am still a slave to your will Feed me scraps so I can feel
I miss the g-force rush of synchronicity Felt the Earth spinning with every metaphor and ending When caution was but a dark cloud passing And notifications were promises of heaven My lungs would fill with air after moments of dying Joy was the fuel that kept me from crying
People always pushing, always rushing, like they’re racing to die They will try to hide it but you can see it in their eye I don’t know what I’m doing but I know it’s going to make me cry And I know you said you’re sorry but sorry won’t do it this time
There are mountains crumbling inside of me Boulders sun-warmed from your thick voice Moss-covered limbs reaching for your skies Cobbles and pebbles charged from your breath and lightening You belong in these darkened caves Mining for affection You are a Thunder God shaking my core I rattle from longing Round me up as bedrock for your feet Walk all over me Take these stones and build your kingdom I fall for you Like a gentle slope bowing Climb these craggy edges Claim your territory I hunger for you Like a century-long thirst Come feel my rivers rush The way I gush for your tongue
You must be an alchemist Changing storms into words Are your hands magic? Touching every part of me Do you practice divination? The way you see into my soul Your eyes must be crystal Casting spells of longing You have complete control I am just fire scrying Your flame dancing To your thunderous voice To your incantations Your ink must be supernatural Enchanting my entire existence For I do not remember life before your words The sun shines differently now I see only you Clawing at my door Wishing for something more I am her The one you wrote into existence Am I your favorite page? Or just a closed book collecting dust My cover torn and worn But aching for your magic Open me up once again Put flame into these bones Come back to my forests I am waiting for you Heal me with your lips Invoke me Give me life once more
Lost somewhere in his stratosphere (self portrait 5/26/2020)
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Why did you go? Where did you lead us? There are armies bleeding tears which swell and swallow whole moons Why did you take the light with you to leave us here to croon? My hope floats on fear all afternoon Sometimes the darkness is blinding And always there reminding It got you too soon Reason only comes in brigades of sorrow Where doubt peeks its head at tomorrow But cowers behind the window Why did you fall after the show? Now all the angels trow There are chains on the month of May The Earth pulling the days Our eyes are pulk You lost your way All the days are heavy Like heaven falling on its knee That’s where we plea Please don’t you leave! Where are the steps to find you? Our godfather of grunge Our black sun There is little truth in flame Are drugs to blame? You were the sun to somebody, everybody Every day We will remember your name I am the same Living decay Now where will the summer lead Where will the sun fade
Written for and dedicated to Chris Cornell of Soundgarden who died by suicide (poem and photo edits by me @poeeternal) RIP 💔💔💔
Chris Cornell (edit by me)Chris Cornell (edit by me)
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I saw him stargazing The way a painter stares at a blank canvas What wonders were revealed? Did he see me barefoot on my tippytoes reaching for his lips The way clouds summit a mountain? What hour caught him off guard What did he find? Fragments of my soul written for him in rhyme? Did he see us moving Like starlight in the sky?
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I once could feast on him but only from afar There are continents that separate our hope His smooth head has been polished by time I long to run my fingers over his kingdom But my feet are not wanted on his land That doesn’t stop the stars falling every night for his love The moon perched on fantasy His poems are auras in my soul God made it so The storms he brew in me Where will the rain fall now? Who will wash your feet? The way I’ve done after you’ve murdered me An outcast for mercy Forgiveness I cried Gullibility my only ally The gardens do not grow the way they used to Not since he banished hope All welcome but you need not apply You’re not worth my time The moment I died
My halls are haunted now By dreams that never came And all the things we could have done Are all that do remain
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Your words have sharp edges The tips are poison They pierce my skin like butter How easy they hit my heart You the Trojan Horse And your army of lies I dance for them like a buffoon Their laughter drowns my cries But still my head is to the moon I stare at wonder I remember hope It once was a playground I ran around with naivety They mock what they can’t control I am still free Going places with the stars They can’t touch me Words are arrows yes But feet are healing Truth my blanket Saturn knows and her rings Cracks upon my frozen face She knows That’s why her northern poles glow She’s crying, longing and cold But even wrongs need embraces And that’s why light-seconds existed Galaxies out there granting wishes I know more than you know
Were you planning a murder? You assemble letters and vowels like death Like the mercy you don’t harbor When I’m running out of breath
Did you know you’d be the executioner’s hand? Precisely in depth to know how it would land There’s a crater where my soul has bled Ashes where your words were tread
Did you plan a heist to gather the stardust? Were you aware I’d combust One tiny heart shattered As if it never mattered
There’s a dim dot glowing Where love was exposed There’s a heavy price knowing My soul decomposed
Where am I to go when your words are a maze They lead to heaven and purgatory Why do you leave pieces of your heart like breadcrumbs for me to find Did you mean to hold me in contempt The way starlight holds in my love for you I die over and over here What do you do with the pieces that break off me while carrying you A casualty of two You say you want me gone but won’t let me leave I’ve climbed every inch of these walls Blood holds them up now Coagulated and full of tears I almost saw the sun disappear forever But now confusion fills these halls I would die a thousand ways for you And have Sometimes my clouds block the view Oh, and I’m calling too “Over here, over here, see” But too many clouds wouldn’t let you do You stay so far from reach like the moon Getting close, getting closer, gone We live in the same galaxy But my escape velocity is you I nearly escaped but like an eclipse you appeared I can hear the trumpets bellow Or maybe my heart pounding under the mass of you Waking me from the nightmares you haunt I scream and hear endless echoes “Please just let me die” And die I do only to be born again crying “Please just let me die” I don’t know what’s dream or reality anymore But can hell be any more real than now? You stripped me of my wings You plucked me of my feathers You tell me I’m no good You say I’m broken anyhow Then kick me while I’m down You grab me by the throat Drag me up with your claws in my vein You say I stench of love And spit in my face You scold me and tell me there’s nothing to love here So I believe you and stop loving myself Please just let me die…
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So, I’ll write something with a particular word and then bam she pops up doing the same on her blog. So, I’ll post a particular image on Instagram, and bam she pops up on hers doing the same. And I’m tired of watching him thumbs up her while ghosting me. I’ve blocked them both now. I’m sick of being used and abused so he can sit back and convince all the other girls that I’m the fucking problem while they all laugh about me behind my back. Yet they all stalk me. I’M SICK OF WANTING TO FEEL LIKE I WANT TO DIE. ONTO HATING HIM AND EVERYONE HE KNOWS. HE’S BEYOND CRUEL. I JUST WANT SOME POSITIVE SUPPORT, WHICH I WORK HARD FOR AND DESERVE RECOGNITION FOR!!!!
An original original. You can copy me but you’ll never be me.
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She’s a fucking dilettante and he gives her all the reward. 🖕🖕
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So, it is a song in my head. Therefore it is lyrics. I’m songwriting. Cuz this social distancing is even getting to my introversion. Now that the public beaches are closed to the public, I wanna go. What they gonna do? Arrest me? Pff go ahead. I need some kink in my life. Or excitement. I can just play stupid. It helps to be cute and innocent with a bit of devil. I’m like the perfect combo. They can’t resist my smile and silliness. 🙂 I’m seriously going to the beach tomorrow. Might be going to jail. I’m boreeeddddddd
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It’s been a minute since I’ve shared one of these, half broken dreams and poetry. It’s like I’m ripping apart from the seams. Go ahead, take a piece of me.
How foolish to believe he could love a girl like me A girl who’s good and full of integrity How stupid to think I had any charm I’m just a girl avoiding harm
But the sun it never sleeps And my heart it always weeps But the secrets that you carry Are too much for one to bury
I am hard on the edges Always hanging off of ledges He is soft as a peach A heart enriched and simply sweet
He is a moving sea Wrapped up in poetry The way it moves with me So gently
The emptiness settles over me like fog rolling over hills and mountains…
If only he’d given us a chance, we might have got it right.
He’s like a midnight haunting I’m always wanting The way he taunts me It’s like he wants me
Taking off my clothes on some days is harder than facing an enemy with a bomb…
SelfieSelfie
Their tongues instantly went in orbit around each other.
He has a different touch It’s not layered with thorns And underneath his surface There isn’t any horns
Her lips turn centuries The way he lets her hang onto forever She burns like midnight oil But like a wildfire let her burn Then the seeds will come
You just sit there letting yourself harden Where is your heart then May I still tend?
You, you are home Your words my magic kingdom Your mind a wicked garden Your voice my heart’s beacon
Why does she get all of the reward?
She’s putting lipstick on her cracks As she crawls around his back Any love for her I lack
I am married to doubt My tears falling devout Like rain coming down a sprout I’m given out
Danger here be the heart. All poetry be in my veins.
It comes at me like three round burst The anxiety is getting worse The loss of hope is where it hurts
History is going to be written whether we succeed or fail.
Keep your heart open they say But now uninvited guests have come to stay
Condemnation building like condensation.
Truth bites and barks like a rabid dog I pretend there is life in the lie Reason knocks hurrily like he’s got somewhere to be I told him to get lost I drowned him with liquor
He’s there but he isn’t but he is Like the heart I’m missing cuz it’s his And all this need for truth and accuracy keeps me caged But underneath the lying they’re all the same
I watch the needle shred the rope away And minute by hour my hope will fade It’s like I’m drowning on the words you always say And I don’t know if I can make it another day
It’s like I’m pleading and I’m bleeding through my rhyme And I’m screaming and I’m needing you all the time My eyes keep leaking as the sun will rise The devils’ always dancing to our cries
He thinks he needs them though they never satisfy Yet one thought of me will make him high He keeps me condemned to these tears I cry And neither of us know how to say goodbye
Everything about them is second best And he keeps my heart on house arrest It’s like my compass is always pointing midwest My feet are walking but they’re never blessed
My mind could end it, my heart won’t quit And others tell me he isn’t it The message broken, it won’t transmit I’m trekking on, even if frostbit
I would move a mountain to feel his touch I’ve cried an ocean, guess it really ain’t much I know we’re both in hell that’s my clearest view You can say you love them it isn’t true
Maybe one day you won’t hide your head in shame Maybe one day you won’t treat love as a game Maybe one day you’ll feel proud of your name But if that day never comes I still love you the same
It’s a funky rhyme. I feel like a living dead ghoul….obsessed or maybe possessed. My rhyme testimony to my last living will…and the powerful dread of unrequited love. Don’t worry, we all die one way or the other, but this way is the worst.
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I felt the sound of his voice crawling through my lonely bones He trickled down these dusty pipes His voice echoing around my bends Washing away where I’ve been There’s a slight pause between what is now and what was then Choices are graveyards that will cost you your zen You’re at it again
When the silence comes it forms in tears But the way he kisses my dreams it brings comfort to my fears And maybe it’s been him I’ve been missing all these years So I clutch to the now in case he disappears
His voice is that light that trickles through the woods And he’s not knocking on my door to sell me any goods And his face is clear it’s not hiding under hoods And the messages direct, not misunderstood
He is the calm of the wave pulling me in A warm breeze of serenity Letting him bask under my skin Lingering lingering in him
A mid-morning freestyle that went from a non-rhyme to a rhyme ‘cuz I’m out of control… (and so is my hair)
6 AM Saturday morning snaps + poem6 AM Saturday morning snaps + poem = thinking of him
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My eyes are besotted Though even while closed he remains Either shadow or color A gentle lover I look up As if I’m stargazing And he’s always there to find me I like to rest between his heart beats My ears catch his whispers Chemical energy in the touch The way his fingers trace my lips And erase centuries of loneliness His kiss must be the holy grail I have fallen from heaven for this I heard his deep call It pierced the woods and the wounds I was no longer winter But a bloom That warmth is life And I a parasite for his love Or sweet sugar The way his words leak down my spine God says it’s alright Did you hear destiny skipping by I couldn’t help but stop and giggle If you let wonder have a sleepover You might wake to find surprise
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Okay, initially I freestyle wrote this as a non-rhyme, but then tweeked it into a rhyme because he’s worth it. I really couldn’t get around the double word in the first 2 lines, so they remained untouched and as is. They were the basis for the entire poem. He’s my muse so he is a prompt. Like, just the mere sight of him. But then you should listen to the things he will say, or how his body will move. And I’ve lived all over the world, seen all kinds of boys, but none like him. He’s a miracle. Anyhoo, it’s just a poem, don’t freak out, I’m just writing what I see. He’s a lighthouse in the dark. I wanna focus on the light. It’s now after 4 AM. Another “after midnight poetry series”, I should make that a thing.
Whatever’s burning is ash
Smoldering versions of failure
Suits wearing a different behavior
But they all smell of traitor
Take a heart and stir it up
It never really mattered much
The bigger the fish, the bigger the bite
The brighter the truth, the lesser the sight
Whatever’s burning is trash Lying, denying, the awful mistakes The crying, the trying, the hope that it takes Love was caught speeding, so I turned on the brakes
Take the flesh and deny it touch
Love was never here to adjudge
Free the sin, accuse the judge
Broken and shattered watch them begrudge
Out there on the horizon
A glimpse of redemption
While crawling over ice thinning
And tethers strained from the tension
As the distance slowly lengthens
Where the darkness comes to listen
Reflections rarely glisten
Just a sight of mostly deception
And fragile connections
No regrets for him I’m guessing
And I failed another lesson
Thinking love was a blessing
Not another interception
Not a secret obsession
Gifting only depression
His attention another direction
I get no affection
Not even a chance for selection
Just a ghost in another dimension
And my hate for him I’ll mention
Over and over in confession
With or without aggression
I’m at peace in this session
Writing bygones and rejection
What again was the question?
If shame were a crime, you reached perfection
Now go focus on another erection
And you better get tested for infection
Because you’ll stick it wherever there is exception
How much pussy is in your collection?
Disgusting vile worthless tool with zero potential
It’s the devil’s curse It’s everywhere It’s worse It’s there It’s the devil’s curse It’s her She’s everywhere he’s there Anywhere that he’s there And her With the devil’s curse It’s her she’s everywhere I don’t care I don’t care that he’s worse I can feel him stare Anywhere she’s there It’s the devil’s curse And it’s in his verse Written in her verse In blood, the devil’s curse Signed and written in verse We’re damned and it will get worse Tethered to this curse, all of us
A song that formed in my head while I was trying to vacuum (it’s more like a chorus that goes on and on, ethereal, slow, gothy like). Now back to cleaning… (by the way, it feels like spring in Florida in case it’s snowing where you’re at…. neener neener neener- got my window open too- letting light through)
And it’s written in this verse / and it’s getting worse
His name slips from my tongue
Making me warm
Etched forever in my heart
A tattoo on my soul
The need like oxygen
My mind racing to trace every line of his existence
There in another galaxy
In every possibility
Give it to me
Freely
My spirit circles your trinity
Take me to infinity
On your pages
From your tongue
In any manner you can think of
Life before had never begun
My fantasies are reality
That’s why I feel the need
You exist in me
I don’t need eyes to see
You clearly
So every idea is living too
Every thought there’s more than two
In this realm or the next
On planet Earth you are still the best
I send them far and I send them wide
These dreams keep me occupied
Wow, we live so many lives
In some I am your wife
In others you have died
There are realms of goodbye
They always make me cry
Because you are alive
And I need you by my side
Or at least without a divide
Close my eyes, dream of you
Lost in the twilight of your blue
Take my hand, see me true
Understand my heart too
There you are seeing me
And it comes so easily
Taste your lips, I feel free
Trace your heart with my energy
Fertile hands, seeds of love
I give you everything from above
Look at all this space to soar
Free your mind, feel me more
Open every single door
I never felt this much before
Vulnerability is every asteroid
But still life forms from what’s destroyed
You teach me everything
You are higher than a king
You are the very existence of my being
Sun salutations Wrong allegations Misweighted information Long lines of waiting Years we spent wasting Love we’ve been chasing Hearts have been breaking So tired of hating Constantly debating Everyone is faking Lying & taking People are shaking The world is deteriorating
What sort of end are you after Destroyed it all, even the laughter Killed the love in the heart of the matter Took to flight, left agony here to gather
They are like Romeo and Juliet destined to be driven apart yet tethered together by the heart
Here it comes, the end again but this time he brought the apocalypse with him. Lasso my smile and pull down my grin cuz here it is the end again.
Did you know
Wherever you are
I still love you
Did you know Whoever you become I will always love you
And then he softly asked about my wants, “just forever babe, I’ll take forever babe”
Give my regards to Bacchus
Tell him I’m just a carcass
But if it wasn’t for his sweet wine
I might not make it through this time
He creates the wave Then punishes me for riding it The riptide pulls me under And he watches me persist
I thought I was falling I thought you would catch me I thought I was falling But it was only a hole For my soul Where did the love go? All I feel is empty And cold, in this beautiful hole You dug for me
Hello non-believer Of anything
Here lies a possibility, But could you believe her?
The edge is on the horizon The horizon is how you die But the wave you’re currently riding Is the fear you feel inside As the doom continues rising So does the panic to decide So now the boat where you were hiding Is now the place your soul has died As you think of all the times you tried And you let go of hope one final time Blame the shade of sorrow for why you cried And your final word becomes goodbye
If you ever feel the sadness in you growing
You never were the reason for me going
Sorry if you saw my love as poison
When it comes to failure I was the chosen
And to a world that’s evermore vacant
You weren’t the reason for me ever staying
Love was something I never knew And if my love was warm well now it is frozen
Take the wool and pull it over someone else’s eyes please
It’s like everyone is set on destruction mode And I am set to go… here’s the code, 123, watch me blow But what happened? I don’t know
And the sign says “you are too qualified”
And the sign read “you are too good”
I apply instead and still get denied
He’ll reply and say “you misunderstood”
And the eye will say “all welcome here” And the room will stare, “are you misplaced dear” And the mind will lie and replace the fear And his hand extends, “this way’s not clear”
Take for granted my kindness I give to you Take for granted the nights I tried to get through Take my love and bury it six feet under too You can’t kill it no matter what you do
She’s at it again, same ole tricks Like a snake using sex to lure sin Like a witch with a capture potion It’s the only way she can get any licks
She was a doll and they all wanted her to break.
You’re getting close, getting close, getting closer You’re moving fast, always last, getting older Nobody knows, though we asked, for some closure Same ratios, lethal dose, then it’s over
An angel slipped from the clouds of heaven
Looking over eternity to get a better view of him
Golden gates spread into the wide open
She spiraled down the hope of his dreams
And he awoke with her feather under his pillow
And from its tip, he spilled his ink all over her future
She danced among the wails of purgatory Decades she waited outside walls of longing She stabbed the night so light could shine through And every star that twinkles is a wish she made for you His step grows lighter, while her wing drags across his bruise Her heart carries the weights of love Her love so pure an ounce can make dreams come true
I slip into his poetry like a favorite pair of pajamas.
Living alone, hiding decline Rainbows to prison at anytime Dust keeps collecting above his faint shrine So he keeps to settling among the lost swine
To me, he’s worth more than any gold
Long ago his self-worth was sold
He dwells among shadows as he was once told
He’ll need to find his courage to be bold
He’s so deep in me
My aura is spinning
And through spirals I’m swimming
In a loop of beginnings
And with a touch of fate, no endings
These soulquakes
I keep a little nightlight turned on inside me called hope
I allow it to guide me when the dark is too blinding
When my knees are turned in and I am unable to cope
When moments are bleak and I require unwinding
It seems these days are darker than most
You say you understand but you don’t
You say you could help but you won’t
And Depression Isle is my favorite coast
Stability, what a fucking current you are
Ability, like a wave, I might get far
Tranquility, is a rather distant star
Humility, is as visible as a scar
You can find a trail of mistakes behind my depression And their opinions of me you’ll find are open sessions And the life I am living they’ll act like they can question And it’s nearly impossible to form any real kind of connections
So I keep a little light turned on in me called hope And on days of decline I grip it like rope And it seems every hour I am on a slope And it’s hard to believe I am alone on this globe
Cold, dark orbits
Just a passenger to his need
Closed windows but still the wind is furious
And racing around every corner you bleed
Sealed off any exits
Like black tar and sticky
Removed any altering
Whores we are worshipping
Coffins as an offering
Death is evermore
Started as something, ended as something else
Destroy the bond, empty the shelf
You took it all, there’s nothing left
Wrong delusion
Precious lunatic
You found my fault line
Every fucking time
And from my pieces
You built a ship
Tested my innocence
Got another taste of it
And delicious is every bit
And I stretch out my finger
As you take another lick
Yummy are the ashes
And broken auras
Lesser are my views
Hearts in a crucifixion
What can you do
Wings of frustration
A different sensation from abuse
Pull your back up friend
Here, I’ll give you a hand
Let’s go higher
I was godsend
Age of rejection
An angel weary and beaten
She collects her feathers
For a potion or a trophy
It doesn’t matter, I’m not well
Down here in hell
I’m saying sorry to the dead
While she collects feathers for her bed
The same bed he will tread
Sitting on the corner of depression avenue
I’ll wave with a smile when you pass by me too
I’ve been here awhile so I’ve got the right attitude
You’d think by my grin I had the winning suit
But underneath the cards there’s a truth I will never refute
And every part of me needs repaired, even the soles of my boot
How quickly by you flee on a journey I would love to commute
But I’ve got a darkness troubling me and I feel it, deep down in my root
And so I isolate the need that you bring on this road where I pollute
But your words have me jumping out of a plane without a parachute
And if you were to measure the love it would be absolute
He stands on the shore with an expression on his face resembling shame
It’s as if, by looking at me, I have the power to make him clean
The blue in his eyes faded, at precisely the moment, I withdrew
The hour came down so heavy, the moment that he knew
He stands as if his arms are holding all the pain
Or a brace, for the fall, it is certain after all
For I’m on a ship he never seems to reign
And I’m watching him with eyes that never strain
Looking back though, I never meant to blame
I feel my face harden, my cheeks a rosey garden, my tears now offer pardon
Because you brought my life its value
And as the waves start to accrue, just like my love for you, no matter what you do, so with a sigh or two, I slowly come unglue, because I’m not exactly sure what to do
PoeEternal 