May 2012
4 posts
the lengths of your eyes
casting a shadow that i am behind
trailing behind you, you dont recongize me
a trail long forgotten and taken for granted
April 2012
4 posts
March 2012
13 posts
nothing but an inanimate soul that i attempt to place my emotions upon
with the imagined euphoria of our joined limbs and connection of bloodstreams
I within you and you within I
the flow of lyrics that soothes our muscles, flatten into the soil of the earth
with ease and moment of eternity, it consumes us
our vision that open the wildest ideas that are not mere goals cast away
they become...
the recreation of destruction seizes every nerve
it creates a spark in the most vulnerable organ
unwillingly and knowingly of the chaos, it strives through
thought process succumbs and naive sensations overtake
a volunteering fool set for disaster for the mysterious, however, known.
I have forgotten the sensation of your mellow eyes
the scent of smothered cream attached to your every cell
the forced tone that overwhelmingly proclaims endearment
producing a fear within, yet a security of everlasting love.
I can no longer deny my longing for you.
your entire nature subdues me into a state of daze
the state that I wish to engulf myself in once again
you are a robber.
a thief who is in perfect disguise
who escapes and hides within devils realm.
guilt does not flow in the bloodstream, it does not go cold
adrenaline, adrenaline, adrenaline.
a robber who knows no other.
a robber with an absent soul.
February 2012
9 posts
nonviable to comfort and passion
your scent is beyond grasp
eyes that wander but hold no place
i am but a speck of dust
flashed for bare skin to see, i am exposed
yet, i am nothing
fully aware of the illusion, I stumble along unconsciously
taunting and degrading, my ID senses no foul play
faulty words I rewind within myself to ensure sincerity
innocent pleasure I entangle myself in,
no attachment I promise myself
those worlds that run on a never ending strip of film.
the strip of film that circulates weakness and anxiety.
restoration has not been set and filled with fuel
nightmares of your favored presense still exists
in both the living and fantasy
left behind calls, voices, thoughts, ideas,
the body that no longer contains you.
left behind tears and sorrow.
i don’t want to wake up
dreams of the unwanted and hidden desires arise
horror and pleasure intermix, painful ecstasy erupts
forces become far beyond reach and fate takes its course
naked to its elements i am an experiment to my fears
your words unplug the thoughts of my unspoken heart
they wander just as you do within me
my heart is hesitant in the presence of yours next
muscles contract and focus is of no means an objective
just a memory held prisoner and you the transitory
January 2012
21 posts
hold me by the hair and drown me underwater
beat my insides until they beg for leave
let my nerves hold no ties between body &heart
scalpel, be free and move to the music
assist me in my freedom and cut me loose
the knot explands drastically in the throat
heat circulates through veins
eyes swell into hand loads and muscles tighten
hatred accumulates into explosion
&devilish thoughts are wished upon
in a dark room, walls are covered with mirrors
a man whose face is hidden behind cloth sits in the corner
a familiar love earnestly pleads for intimacy
“not here”, i refused suspiciously
pleading did not cease and his hands become nimble
nerves tremble and my mind becomes absent
my eyes become another spectator in the room
stripped bare to the only thin cloth that prevents...
escape from crime and insanity
i depart in secret, in mind, another time
joggers legs are held down and forces contradict
slow and agonizing escape as entities are behind, waking and following
paranoia streams through my blood and trust is no option
i seek a savior dressed in a monks attire, cold clammy hands hold mine
although filled with doubt, i proceed for i am hopeless
looking upon his...
let my feet be an overbearing mechanism that eliminates all being
free all shoulders of weight that consumes society
cut the strings that entangle us in belief.
eliminate all conformity and free our souls.
let my feet be an overbearing mechanism that kills us all.
shivers and hairs stand at the sight of your presence
your cold finger tips creep to high altitude, slowly
and breath quickens as each new cell feels you
eyes start to flicker as the profound feeling engulfs me
as time stands still, my entire mind and soul is lost
lost with you, just you and I until time ticks again.
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skin the color of pastels and consistency of damp...
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the exposure creates boiling, and skin quickly moistens
mind loses reality as loss motor control accompanies it
voice becomes mute and vision clouds of thick silt
senses lose all, complete function
body no longer body but flesh of unknown
no longer one with the soul who is held captive.
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