Uncomfortable Bed

Lovely binding winding words
release their strength of scheming curse
weaving and twisting through gruesome trails
writhing indecent upon grit and nails
is this the bed I've slaved for sleep?
Or where sadness go to weep?
this transformed new
damned and fated desire of mine
held and debated through unfaltering time

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The Awakening

Sad eyed virgins screaming their silence
to glaring Christs calming the violence
devils awaiting their new arrivals
innocent angels motionless on pedestals
untouched mortals awaiting their birth
to a new day
a new world
with unforgiven earth

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The Silence

DId my words not make it though
are they ocean waves crashing so loud you did not hear?
or quicksand swallowing each word until they don't exist
should I scream or retreat into a small place of fear?
should I whisper softly like a distant dream upon which you wake and ponder it's meaning?
If they fall like leaves in autumn through cracks and tears
do they rise like ashes floating aimlessly through the air

you look through me like glass
I stare at you as you pass
shouting screaming words you can not hear
into the distance they reappear
slipping under this wall you have
like liquid they leave
i fear i will fade
far away like space
how far will I drift until you notice I'm gone?
I wish I was as beautiful as you wanted
am I silence in front of your wide eyes....

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The Book

I wrote in his book
they've all gone wild
the cabin lies in salem
there is witchcraft floating there
go at once spirits drift
somewhat bewildered
the afflicted girls
Abby conjured spells by the fire
I never see the devil
he creeps around my window
I hear him while I sleep
strange dreams
a thousand voices
cried spirits! spirits!
and the accused were hung
evil set free
its breathes it breathes

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Lost In A Walk

Walking outside again, a breeze kisses your face and sways the trees you see along side of you. You notice the detailed gondola across the way, without a doubt as old as the church it's next to. Grand canals await peacefully in the warm sun, soaking up the stream of rays that shred the daylight, piercing your skin with soft radiance. At night thousands of lights are the water's eyes in that greet you as you pass. The water looks like a door to heaven, as you peer at it with an amazed look. It is a seamlessly endless place with wonder and excitement crawling around each corner. In the streets a beautiful melody seeps though the darkness and your ears writhe to listen. A harmony of voices joins in to temp and arouse your senses. You follow as if in a trance to see the mystery, you are enveloped by the music, it overpowers you as you float down the sidewalk, aimlessly unaware of everything around you.

You approach a library. Inside there are brilliantly light portraits lined on each wall, newly polished and cleaned but obviously old and delicate to the touch. Tall shelves with withering books you swear will fall apart just by the gleam in your eyes. History and intrigue  drip from the ceiling, lashing out at your curious mind and fascinated movements as you stand in awe in the immense world you have just fell into. Dark hallways that whisper and scream the ancient rituals of yesterday, capture your thoughts and dreams as you walk away inspired.

Hands And Parts

While I was on way to a friends gathering
I came across some boys walking
they spoke to me and said I was pretty
I shied away from complimentary
they tore my dress as I screamed my little screams
and covered my mouth so no one could here me
I bled my soul that day, no recovery
hands and parts in and all over me
this is my story
you can not make me
forget or forgive move on or live
I'm just a shell of a girl that use to be
a little girl who had a smile and a dream
Hands and parts all over me
binding and bleeding and pushing on me
this is the day I lost my virginity
now I'm a shell of a girl that use to be

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The Ex Girlfriend

Her sinister smiling soul
hungry dripping severed ache
bites and tears consumes my flesh
then tenderly nips , meets my breast
wicked
crooked
down leaning spine
creeps over and under weaving twine
upon its ever icy ache
cautious
frozen
freezing place
a tender kiss stops cold and stiff
remains a mid air inhuman glitch
I love the way you harshly move
jutting your words to match your mood
her taste still striking at my tongue
creeps crooked soft lit spun

Razor Blades For Beautiful Creature

It's beautiful this creature and me
we sit in silence grasping air and appease the darkness willingly
the deepness of the tone rolls on like crashing waves relenting its drawn
the ethereal voice creeps in
your good deed will soon arise
shoot out
shoot up
then compromise
the steady drum rolls on then stalls
what will creature bring to me?
a thought
a spark
a memory
a place to crawl in when my tide is high
or razorblades instead of lies

Places, Places everyone
the prisoners enlightenment has just begun
creature beckons my soul to arise
stand up open your unopened mind
beautiful creature what have you done?
I have brought razor blades of truth sweet hun
What cruel truth will creature tell?
the ones you buried in your yourself
Whose thoughts and memories are these I ask?
my dear ghostly girl they are your past
for this is the hour of your reason
nothing here is out of season
fiery and fierce your will must be
do not be tempted by its misery
these growing pains must be held
they hold the keys to unlock your cell
beautiful creature how much will this hurt?
gut wrenching and painful so a little a first