Tag: Poem

Surrendered

Strong and pure, you face

The eye of the storm,

Cause this ever-frozen hope

To melt, and feel warmth.

Walking through blockades

As if they’re dust,

And I start to think

You may be more than moths and rust.

I am the leviathan;

The end of times.

But you treat me like a still small voice,

And disregard my angry rhymes.

I yell at you to go away,

Brandishing lies.

You take my hand and choose to stay,

For all of time.

I raise my frozen wasteland face,

The battle done.

Snow pelting down like glittering lace,

I look up to see the sun.

My weapons melt

To warmed rain,

It seems you’ve won.

I surrender all my fears to you,

You are The (my) One.

Alone

What to do

When you’re empty

And alone

Just skin and bones

Willing to be reduced

To less.

I confess,

I feel useless

The grave

Speaks to me still

In words only I understand:

“Take my hand,

Rest a while.”

And I smile

At promises of peace

That leave me

Uneasy.

The pain in stranger’s eyes

Calls to me

In languages

Only we can utter.

Opens passages

To worlds

Only we

Have ever known.

All Magic Comes with a Price…

What we had was magic

So good it makes me ache

Came with a price like magic does

And just like magic, fake.

We wrote our own love story

And unwittingly our demise

For what’s a story really?

Except more fucking lies…

You rode in like Prince Charming

Slave to lust and greed

Stabbed me in my heart

And for years just let me bleed.

Our story was a fairytale

But all stories end

Like a child I believed it

Though fairytales are pretend.

The book is finally closed now

But you’re still on my mind

Because tainted love leaves many scars

But worst it leaves you blind.

It’s Only Natural…

Arms surround me, heated and huge, like the sun.

You pull me in close so I’m surrounded by your body

Like warm air on a beach day. I bask in our energy.

Your shirt comes off and my fingertips are drawn to your skin;

Your body is an art form I can’t tear myself away from.

My hands travel down your chest like I adventure on rock trails and my eyes shine just as brightly as my fingers skip over the chiseled trails your muscles form.

I’m giddy with curiosity and the innocent sparkle in my eyes causes you to wonder.

We wander for a while in the chasms of each other’s eyes and minds.

I want those arms to hold me down while your chest presses against my naked body.

Press that rocky path of muscles and hot sunshine skin against me while I struggle.

I’ll make you beg and whimper with longing till you wrestle me in place.

Make me scream.

Love Affair with Death

I feel nothing. I only hear.

I hear the bored world telling me

I’m nothing special.

I hear death, charming and strong.

It tells me to come…

Beckons me with its fingers

The whisper, so close to my ear.

I shiver.

My heart beats faster as Death begs it to find peace.

“Come.”

My body longs for it,

My mind tingles.

Let me lie with you.

I come for death.

I rest at last.

Parched

Rivers plan their course,

Following my quiet footsteps.

But I am a broken force,

Dragging along the shattered remains of what’s left.

I thirst.

Rain throws itself from the skies

To slide down my skin,

My lips refuse to part.

Only my eyes join in—

I weep.

Waves rise up and crash hard to reach me,

But I climb the highest rooftop— Scarred.

I’ve drowned before.

Each inhalation of water teaches me,

I’m cursed.

Life sits peaceful as an unstirred lake,

Fills me to my brim with flavourless, tepid, nothing

Numbs me till I cannot wake.

I long for it to shake, earthquake… something!

I sleep.

…And I dream of cold well water swallowed and streaming into my feelingless soul.

I shiver

Walk Carefully…

My mind walks this tightrope carefully.

And nothing scares me like the demons I bore,

They rattle my ribcage till I’m trembling.

Like a wounded animal, my Sanity Roars.

I aim at my soul my harshest thoughts,

like bullets,

Take down joy with heartless hand grenades,

It’s safer to put my trust in let downs,

If I am the villain, of whom am I afraid?

Fear

Fear born within my stomach

Stretches out its arms

Tiny little twigs

That utterly disarm

It grows beyond its boundaries

Pulling at my chest

Paralyzes me for naught

So I can never rest

It pulses when my heart pumps

It inflated when I breathe

When I move it shudders

But it never leaves

It shakes my mind for thinking

I tingle when it laughs

And anywhere I try to go

It stops me in my path

Anything that calms me

It calls the enemy

Threatens my existence

Unless I swear to flee

So here I sit in silence

I stare but cannot see

Feeling naught but emptiness

Just my fear and me

Blood

~Inspired by In My Blood by Shawn Mendes

A sudden flame of anger burns

Me up, and never dies.

The daggers that are stabbing

Me, escape me through my eyes.

A fear that freezes till I’m shaking,

I can’t steady my voice.

Fight or flight? I’m frozen,

You act like I have a choice.

Deflated lungs that represent

My heart, my mind, my soul.

I’m all warmth and smiles outside,

But inside, I’m corpse cold.

Murmurers mumble that it’s all for show,

But my heart can’t pump this mud.

How do I battle an enemy

That’s living in my blood.

I poison it with alcohol

And feel a moment’s rapture

But my guts will punish me

With physical torture after.

I soothe it with medicine,

It supplements the villain,

Puts my mind to sleep

So my enemy can settle in.

Speed up my heart with natural cures,

Like sex, adventure, friends

But I just feel more alone

When the superficiality ends.

My greatest nemesis

Overcomes my veins by flood.

I haven’t given in yet;

It isn’t in my blood.