I'd pray
If I knew how
Fuck
I need saving
Vociferous sunbeams torment
Endlessly
Calling me
Making me sweat
They devour me
Voraciously
They hunt me
Making me quiver
I'm not ashamed to admit it
I'm petrified
Fear fills
Every Goddamned part of me
Despite the heat
It's a cold sweat
Fuck
I need saving
Poems and Things: Reflections on Where I am Where I've Been and Where I'm Likely to Never Be
An exploration of a life in transition, a documentation of events and emotions I find as I delve into my past, my present and my future.
Tuesday, 27 August 2013
Saturday, 6 July 2013
UNTITLED
Pen to paper
Tracing out thoughts and words
Reflections
Written in warm teardrops
Ink pours out
Leaving long tracks on cheeks
Tracing lines behind them
Telling a story to which words cannot do justice
A story of innate sadness
A story that lives in the lives of many
A story that tells itself
Only through ink drop tear stains
On the faces of those who know it
And those who don't never will
It's our burden to bear
And wear like a mask
It's our story
And we tell it without words
Tracing out thoughts and words
Reflections
Written in warm teardrops
Ink pours out
Leaving long tracks on cheeks
Tracing lines behind them
Telling a story to which words cannot do justice
A story of innate sadness
A story that lives in the lives of many
A story that tells itself
Only through ink drop tear stains
On the faces of those who know it
And those who don't never will
It's our burden to bear
And wear like a mask
It's our story
And we tell it without words
UNTITLED
When past and present collide
We forget where we are
Lost at sea
In memory and perception
Reception of recollections
Set out to intercept some
Or any collection of joy
I can't swim
Let alone in stormy seas
We forget where we are
Lost at sea
In memory and perception
Reception of recollections
Set out to intercept some
Or any collection of joy
I can't swim
Let alone in stormy seas
UNTITLED
Though birds sing
And spiders dance
The hot July sun takes its toll
No one told me there were days like this
The breeze is little consolation
As we sit and melt in the heat
Temperatures and tempers
Rise and fall with the sun
From a far off perch
His eye caught true beauty
In the form of a girl
He hadn't noticed before
No one told me there were days like this
I'm being tested
I'm being tested
A testament
To my lack of preparedness
No one told me there were days like this
And spiders dance
The hot July sun takes its toll
No one told me there were days like this
The breeze is little consolation
As we sit and melt in the heat
Temperatures and tempers
Rise and fall with the sun
From a far off perch
His eye caught true beauty
In the form of a girl
He hadn't noticed before
No one told me there were days like this
I'm being tested
I'm being tested
A testament
To my lack of preparedness
No one told me there were days like this
UNTITLED
Sundrenched
Unclenched
Suburban daydreams
Breezes in windows
Summer thunder rumbles
Summer summer lovin'
Wild horny beasts
Breached
Suburban daydreams
Young and in love
Summer thunder rumbles
Summer summer lovin'
Unclenched
Suburban daydreams
Breezes in windows
Summer thunder rumbles
Summer summer lovin'
Wild horny beasts
Breached
Suburban daydreams
Young and in love
Summer thunder rumbles
Summer summer lovin'
UNTITLED
Through fire and smokey haze
Eyes meet fleetingly
Through tears
And cries for a lost home
Eyes meet in despair
In summer heat
Through trial after trial
We need love
Through fire and smokey haze
We find it
We find it
Eyes meet fleetingly
Through tears
And cries for a lost home
Eyes meet in despair
In summer heat
Through trial after trial
We need love
Through fire and smokey haze
We find it
We find it
UNTITLED
My desire is undesirable
Crescent moons hung above our love
On a nightly basis
We loved by starlight
When the sun came up
We loved in secret
Under concealing willow branches
And low basement ceilings
In upstairs bedrooms
By firefly light
You thought it was the kind of love you dreamed about
When Pangea broke apart
Moonlight shining off ocean tides
Brought us fleetingly back
But when the sun came up
We burned
Crescent moons hung above our love
On a nightly basis
We loved by starlight
When the sun came up
We loved in secret
Under concealing willow branches
And low basement ceilings
In upstairs bedrooms
By firefly light
You thought it was the kind of love you dreamed about
When Pangea broke apart
Moonlight shining off ocean tides
Brought us fleetingly back
But when the sun came up
We burned
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