Tick, tick, tick, tick The ticking has teeth Biting, gnawing, jagged Razor sharp clicks Piercing rationality Tick, tick, tick, tick Silk strands of insanity Weave discourse Into complex patterns Warping sound reason Tick, tick, tick, tick Logic sits positioned On a hairline trigger Adrenaline unloads Clouding all clarity Tick, Tick, Tick, Tick An emotional time…
Bright white Flashes of light Gathered into Cascading sparks Flowing like heat Over sharp edges Where curves Once guided The life pumping Through my veins Worn crevices Where anger And pain Corroded And marked Once smooth Boundaries With acid stain Leaving me Filled with lava Unpredictable Flashing embers Instead of The soft glow Of morning…
We can’t see past the reflections Written and created by producers Selling lies from their silver screens Projecting fear and disharmony Turning lives into hollow screams They follow her and pick at her They antagonize her and berate her They feed her lines to use as hers Then they tell her she is brilliant And…
Crowding the dark Demons watched While their bony Fingers walk steps Up my rigid spine His footsteps faded Outside my door Where right before He was standing For just a moment Listening for breath Before satisfied I was indeed Dead
Lizzi wrote a beautifully wonderful poem HERE and she inspired me to pick a metaphor and write my own. Hope you like ❤ I stretched out long For the summer sun Absorbing its heat Until I was empty Nothing left to give I remained silent Weighed down By sharp stones And left with Broken limbs…
Come see me over at Sisterwives Speak today! What starts out as a sweet and friendly waltz can become a tango before you realize the tempo has changed. When two people create beautiful things together… Magic happens… Until reality cuts in and says, “May I have this dance?” BEAUTY IN THE BEAST WE ALL SHINE ON…
Mumbled whispers Barely penetrated Wallpapered walls As a strangers ear Struggled to hear The secrets there To interpret the rise To interpret the fall Of the sound waves Predicting patterns of Broken lettered words Begging to be heard Fragments bleeding Splinters of meaning For this stranger Who was in love With the woman On the…
She spent days In her bedroom Barely clothed Spilling tears Into a pillow Artfully and Desperately stained In midnight black Knotted messy hair Sticking to the snot That took turns Running then drying On her salty cheeks She had no reasons No desire to care Living for days Upon endless Fucking days Staring At words…
Let me lie here Under your eyes As they wander slowly Over constellations That play upon my skin Under this starlight Let me lie here As I become A stardust breeze Chasing fires Fueled by longing Inside your gaze Let us lie here Each offering Broken hearts To create comets Inside this universe We collided…
Trust is an asshole It whispers soft Billowing clouds Of pure white lies Then grabs your Fragile little neck And squeezes The life from you As it laughs At your naivety And just before Your eyes close Just before Shadows fold He lets you Breathe again He says With his Asshole smile I’m sorry I’ll…
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