Healer
My betrayed joy; saved...
It wasnt the
summery days...
If I were birds like those above our heads,
The ones that fly by fluttering their wings...
I want to write more poetry,
more of you, of words that ryhme...
In this depressive day, when rain falls like tears
could you hold me like a pen, in between your...
These words have been
stuck in the depths...
Tonight, Jesus won't be born.
Trees, ornaments, nativity sets...
Take the knife and cut away the bindings
tightened over years of misuse and oppression...
Just like you, I'm imprisoned.
Cornered by the collection...
If it were for me,
I'd search between pages and pages...
Ma,
I feel fear...
Just like a time traveller,
I venture through places in time and space...
Dead mans toe,
Bubble, bubble, bubble...
An empty paper stares at me
It taunts as I delay...
If you could see the woods behind me
tall, quiet and yellow...
Wonderment grows above in a form of colors,
sunshine washes over passing storm clouds...
The street looks a little brighter every night,
I wonder if it's really because of me...
Oh What monstrous natural deformity are you...
Who with uttered words wallows me in seas of...
This time,
I wish not to...
"I'm so tired of performing
in the pageantry of vanity...
Blossoming petals,
glistening in the spring rain...
Do you really know
the person behind the suit...
A shattered cough,
Lost breath...
Fear not the morning fart, my sweeting,
though its stench be foul, its noise is bright...
I've come to the conclusion I'm wasting
ink like I'm misusing my time...
2014-03-13 03:09 AM
When I die...
If you cannot spiral your words
into a rose or write I love you...
I'm not a poet,
I'm not a melody...
As breathless curtains stir
to melodies of the singing tree...
A shot rings out
blood sprays the wall...
(this poem is currently in the process of being...
My head lays on my pillow...