The open casket rests peacefully silent in the room of murmur and mourning. The man with a white collar lowers his eyes on the deceased, and the hood of the coffin follows. In that moment, death incases itself in with the departed. Confined. Sliding his black limbs around the body, now just a…
3 Eyes dull
Red
Forcible glazed over
Tired
Of so many
people
Beliefs
Situations
Circumstances
clumsy lines fall out
nothing will stick
i will be here
Waiting
Not
Living
focused on the have not
Incredibly dependent on the blame I put on you
Oh what a feeling
delusional comfort
Here I am
Crazy
with a Calm
Sense of
Acceptance
.
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Trembling, can you be honest with you mouth
Converging, do you speak with your touch
Magnitude, have you quit listening
Aftershock, your eyes say too much
Love is all, All of us in love Pain is now, Love is forever What it means to you, I dare not say For you may feel different on another day When love comes, life calls So all in all I love you all
lips force me to move, inch by inch by inch crawling closer face flooded with color, eyes cheeks lips painting a picture draw me into you, deeper and deeper and deeper trance similar to hypnosis frame full of heat, fusion of skin seeming like your intelligent design mind melding welding thoughts, soldering then brazing then soldering constructing life breath beating like a drum, marching orders to the cerebellum left, right, left, right, left, right, left living someone elses life
you seem small today, maybe your just being distant.
don’t blame your mother for withholding,
she simply did her best. Aren’t we all
eyes, just a bit dull in the morning
small amounts of fog on the window, your thoughts are cloudy.
get your fingers out of your mouth, don’t bite down
daydreaming is plenty deadly
so ease your mind
free your soul
chair spins, creeping around the corner
sitting unsettling
fake smoke billowing out your mouth
chop a cherry tree
hair frayed, eyes a puff, nose red & stiff
silent chaos
door unlocked, beds empty, faucet running
sinkhole home
Forget about intended audience. The audience is you, it’s you who’s watching. You who’s reading. And it’s you who have got to do your best to understand it, no matter who you are. You’ve got to learn it and do something with it. Whether it resonates or not. You’ve got to decide what it means, and…
31 
“So we’ll go no more a-roving
So late into the night,
Though the heart still be as loving,
And the moon still be as bright.For the sword outwears its sheath,
And the soul outwears the breast,
And the heart must pause to breathe,
And love itself have rest.Though the night was made for loving,
And the day returns too soon,
Yet we’ll go no more a-roving
By the light of the moon.”- Lord Byron
Byron
I never pull my curtain down,
I never sleep past nine,
I never open my closet doors,
And I’ll never call someone mineDreamt I was a parasite,
Dreamt I screamed all the time.
Dreamt I’ll never stop thinking about myself.
Dreamt I’ll always snarl, “mine”.
I have been away
under my rock
only few have found me,
yet here i am stepping out shaking off this exoskeleton
so try me
go ahead
charge me up, replace my batteries, shake me till i break
whatever you will
i am only here for a few
seclusion is where i prefer to be, solitude is how you like me,
alone like you left me
picture your self near a star on a planet
with vibrating strings that make up our being
you see the expansion
right in front of your eyes
you look in your heart and you see an electron
moving through space and copied in time
we are all individuals but exactly the same
no intelligent designer could ever make this sky
too intricate and beautiful we created him in our own mind
Im in knee high
walking in muck
treading in shit
your baggage becomes my home
complicated confusion
walls up
deflecting feelings
you mind becomes my own
