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A few poems I've written randomly at work, in a field, wherever inspiration strikes... |
indelibleinkfadestoo ink stains on my fingers from trying to define you with brushes not the right size pens with no scrap paper every mark permanent hoping to figure you out prying eyes trying to see you see who you really are know you, not just a shell a shadow of your real self I'll stain my fingers write until my hands bleed it gets me closer to you shattermeintoamillionlittlepieces breakmebreakmebreakme I'm falling faster is anyone gonna save me does anyone know does anyone care did the blood ever show or was I always just scars bad memories that wouldn't go away break me I've been broken before only glue holding me together push pins and razor blade scars penetrate to my very soul and hurt me break me just a little more I'll pick myself up one more time or that's what you think to justify the pain you're inflicting break me I can take the pain koolmilds smoke curls in front of my face the hairnet makes my head itch take another drag watch the smoke cloud over the brilliant blue sky red car, white car, my car, Renee's SUV towering over the rest an old red tractor sits next to the shed I wonder what they use it for the air conditioner hums next to me drownig out the sounds of the birds I imagine the sounds of the birds I think would be chirping if the hum wasn't quite so loud maybe there are no birds maybe there would be only silence and the occasional door slamming as others escape the confines of the cheery building for a smoke I watch the smoke cover the blue sky take another drag, feel the burning in my lungs stub it out and return to the real world nothing'severfonnastandinmyway(again) Smells like flowers Swirling around my car Just before the rain My clothes already soaked From the water of the lake The thunder sounds Lightning crashes In the distance I BRING THE THUNDER AND THE PAIN! The rain starts pouring To wash my world clean comfortably. Sometimes when it's dark and the world is still I wonder I wonder if I'm still alive If one of those near death experiences Was much less near And so much death Am I breathing there is no pain You are receiving I wonder if this is heaven Or possibly Probably Hell. starchild Moon to my right Stars straight ahead Planes streaking across the night sky You in my mind Lighting up the world Moon to the right The rest of the world left Left us behind To be here together Just us and the night sky summerteeth ♥ she wants to breathe this summer air until her lungs explode and pieces of her fall near the girl she loves washing over like an ash on her face and in the lungs; drawing circles in the grey that swirls over everything her one light in this grayscale world beautiful like the sun blinding light burning retinas scorching images into minds |