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Far from it

The purpose is to keep distracting yourself! That's what they made me believe That's what I continue to do It's all a bloody lie! Does no one else see it Why am I asking these questions Why weren't these answers in my books. They will never know and may never want to. It's their idea of a joke isn't it Keep making flesh Keep on with agony. Should you be thin or punctual or cancer stricken How does it matter Keep your advice if you don't have answers for me What was your role To find yourself entertainment? I refuse to take responsibility and I am right I've conformed to a few but I can't be burdened by more. I yearn for my small fingers to be led by a warm hand A hand that can lead me to reason. Oh, do come by quickly I am close to giving up.

Not them

They smile, they're happy They have and they will They laugh and celebrate They fear no uncertainty They're simple, they're free A why will never be They're blessed. An escape they may never need.

Fool!

Stop smiling, fool! You've stirred it again I'm pacing the streets I can hear the chatter in my ear A tiny bit of restlessness Where you touched me and left That touch lingers And that smile, oh that smile... Stop smiling! Fool.

Repulsed

Find no one to blame You are the one with a crushed head With a halo of vultures. Your wings have lost their feathers They're all meat and bone Pretty you are no more Inviting may be to a tribe of insects. Crusty scales cover your body Don't touch yourself. Parched tongue and grey eyes Caked with a destitute solitude Dream of that oasis of tears. Bloated belly and shrivelled breast You're the unkind picture of your truth Let those vultures fly you to your heaven Give them a taste of your salt!

not perfect

I like imperfections too Just the way you do Your fingers searching for that flaw you would love Me giving in to my lesser bits finding joy in what you want don't want to show You letting go

True?

There's nothing I want from you Just a conversation or two I've found that calm again There is no struggle There is no fear A thought is surely spent That leads to a fondness somewhere But if it were all to be taken I'd still be there

you

There is a side of you I want to see I have my thoughts, you could match them or give me a few of your threads and I'll sew them into my sheets I'll give you a whisper to lead you in and then that faint smile find that flicker and lead you to me I'll wait here and listen to your silence those words that you will not speak I'll wait...you'll wait... I'll open a few of your fingers and step into their creases soak your senses into mine and give myself all that I want to see :)

Risking it

I let it come in and destroy little by little, piece by piece There may be a way to reality a reality I don't want to see I'm letting it tear away a few thoughts and moments of purity This may not be the sanest but the thrills and joys of the moment are certainly for keeps I'll keep testing them waters until it's too deep and then I'll hope to swim back to safety, to reality but then, that won't be me...

The rains

It's blue and green with a spray of grey. It's a beautiful day! There are whispers and chimes hints of a loving times but you are gone far away. I smile for I know your smile when I return The clouds will come and the rains will give us back our day. But now, for right now I wish you were here and we'd do nothing but watch the greens, the blues and the greys.

Is it just me?

A want of nothing brought it together. There wasn't a need but it had a thought. Words don't flow for this there sure wasn't a need. Blotted ink and a heavy heart why is there no need.

Maybe

Luscious and beautiful are possibilities The way that it could be is easy to see It's raw and unreal, yet so precious like it belongs. It's not here and it probably never will be But in an unknown it exists I'll let a few more moments hold on to it. Maybe...

Grow Up

Decided - we shall not live from now on From now on we'll play dead Let the world try and find us We won't even tell ourselves its a game of hide and seek Stop breathing You'll give it away Its easy though it hurts Maybe we'll start enjoying the pain A second will turn into a year in no time Let them pass Then, when we surface - we'll play alive And behave like the world is playing with us We'll do this again and again and again Until....