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They see the scars and turn around,
and fear the winter in my chest.
The moment that my ghosts make sound,
they flee like all the rest.
But this is me - the blood and scar;
the quiet panic and midnight cry.
You can not love my brightest star
without the blackness of my sky.
So come and sit beside my open grave -
the griefs you have to dig to find.
I do not need one who can save;
just one who can love my mind.
Step past the signs upon the wall,
press your palm against what is dead;
If you love me, you would love me all,
and flirt with the demons in my head.
Seduce the wolves that hide my war,
and kiss the acid from my biting tongue.
If you should shrink from what's in my core,
then leave while our love is young.
Take the match and strike my bone,
and marry the ghosts that haunt the floor.
Love me until my madness is shown -
and still choose to love me more.
Life on repeat like a broken CD
Looking in the mirror but it's not me I see
Rinse and repeat that's my life
It's always just pain and strife
No sleep at night making things worse
Insomnia mania is a curse
No sleep is making the days longer
I just wish I could be a bit stronger
Other health issues taking control
But the mental health issues trump them all
Popping pills hoping things change
All its doing is making me feel strange
Every day bleeds into one
Rinse and repeat always on
What's happening is so cruel
The NHS holding me hostage for all to view
Is it sadness or is it madness?
Is it just a complete blackness?
How to move forward when every day is the same
I just know I didn't sign up for this game
Watching TV but don't understand a word
It's just pictures which feel obsured
Can't listen to music , no joy there
The voices come out and cause a scare
Sitting in silence is the only way
I can rest my mind, but not stop the replay
When everything feels so unnatural
My mind and body becomes detachable
I wish this would all now stop
I'm full of emotions I'm going to pop
When all is fixed and right again
Will the real me be let back in the pen?
Life on repeat like a broken CD
When I'm better ill sign a new treaty
One that can perserve inside the mind
One that proves this life is mine
Until that day we're just on repeat
Gotta try to sleep and eat
When the fight is always darkness or light
How do you know which side is right
The final stretch is this week
10 more days of feeling weak
Hopefully soon I will be saved
And that will be the end of this cruel game
Life on repeat like a broken CD
The only one to save me will be me
It was a dark and stormy knight
who entered the castle unbidden.
Questing to rescue the purloined grail
in the dungeon's depths still hidden.
He met no resistance, no guard or dragoon,
his way clearly lighted by blinding full moon.
His trail of tan breadcrumbs was quickly dispatched
by hordes of blind rodents, their tails unattached.
Creeping slowly in search of the missing chalice,
his intent was to cause no mayhem or malice.
A creak of a step in the bowels of the bastion
gave pause to the steps of good knight Sebastian.
At dank passage’s ending a bright light shone
on the golden vessel being held by a crone.
Her gap-toothed smile and greenish exterior
made the quester’s heart feel ultra-inferior.
Witchy cackles grated, “This sacred grail is mine,
I dare you to take it if you have any spine.”
Gathering his wits, which had fallen to the floor,
Seb brandished his sword with a howl and a roar.
“Hand it over or experience your own Last Supper,”
he growled as he lunged out and full-force struck her.
The wizened crone dodged the sharp oncoming blade,
in a sinister move with Seb muttering, “Well played.”
In a flash, the witch turned the knight into stone,
then calmly drank tea from the grail with a scone.
A lightning strike plunged the night into dark,
the castle dissolved in swirly mist and a spark.
Echoing throughout the eerie blackness of night,
the crone gleefully croaked, “Good night, not-so-good knight.”
What are we going to do now? - He asked
Are we going to find a dead road? -He said
I thought he meant taking photos. I was feeling tired but I thought it would rejuvenate me a bit. We walked by the streets of the city. It was all quiet as it was midnight. I liked the lightning, New Year decorations all around.
We saw a narrow street and then a tunnel.
'It is dark over there' - he said
Slowly we headed over the place
'No, not here. There is a camera.'
I lifted my head, some light dim, in the blackness.
'Let's go to this tunnel. You can not see from the other side'
We headed there and slowly we began kissing. It was pitch black. I liked kissing him after a long time I had not seen him. Began touching his belly also. His skin was smooth under his white shirt.
He tried to unzip my jacket but couldn't. I helped him. Then he began cupping my breasts. 'Wait let's take a photo' - he said
He took out the camera and I opened my jacket. I liked the photo. Rose bras, and a white face, on some white flesh and blue jeans. Then I touched him over his pants. He was hard. He helped me unzip his pants so I began sucking him. I liked his dick on my mouth. He took out the camera and began filming me then taking photos as I kept on sucking it in my mouth. I went on for a while then he began moaning. I liked that. He unzipped his pants even more and I had his dick on my mouth even more.
'Deeper' - he said and he moaned
Some liquid came into my mouth and I thought he ejaculated. But he kept on thrusting in my mouth.
Faster, faster, faster until he came.
He took it out and I could see sperm coming out of his dick.
He began zipping his jeans and buttoning his white shirt.
'Look there is sperm on the ground' - I said
Take a photo. He took out the camera and took a photo.
'A snapshot of the crime' - I said
With the torch on he began looking on my jeans to see if there was some sperm on my jeans too. None was there. Then we began looking at the photos. It was my face with the dick in my mouth, on a shadow on the wall.
'Can I share it' - he said
'Yes'
We left the tunnel. My feet were shaking from the position. The camera was still there glimmering in the pitch black. Then some light, a supermarket, and then the main street. We kept on walking towards my house. He would say one thing or two and I would answer...
One,
Two,
Three,
Four...
Shadows crawl in hope of escape.
Five,
Six—
Interrupting thoughts and fear demand attention.
“Hello, I'm here.”
The mind cowardly answers the call.
Life unhinges — unlocking the greed of depression.
The door opens, welcoming the darkness into the house with no lights.
Allowing the destruction to flood centre stage.
No spotlight needed.
He's strong, surrounded by the blackness.
He's seen. He's heard. He's felt—
He's home.
His cravings satisfied as he feeds on the vulnerability,
The instability that’s nested in these walls for so long.
Laughing at the echoes of loneliness,
He unleashes the pain that was suffocating behind a smile-shaped mask.
The pain that was locked away for a reason.
The pain he knew would not say no.
His easy target.
His prey.
Hugging one another, depression smirks and leads the way,
Knowing he’s conquered the land of the house with no lights.
He settles in. It’s his house now.
There is no more counting.
There are no more shadows.
It’s quiet,
Dark,
Finally home.
5/11/26 1:53 P.M
You never stayed
Never stayed long enough to meet
Me.
You thought I was
Abrasive
Rude
Wrong
But I was a girl covered in armor cherishing her heart behind it
The heart already shattered but
She salvaged what she could
And managed to love in the dark with every crumbling piece
But you didn't see me
Me as the girl who listens to sad country songs
And thinks of the people who taught them to her
The girl who admired the sunsets
The sky dances with shades of rose and orange dreamsicle bleeding into blackness
and quiet
You never saw the girl who loved silence
You saw the armor but never the crumbled girl behind it
The girl who cried at night wondering why
The girl who had paced in her room whispering to herself at 1 in the morning
The girl who cried at Instagram posts fearing she was missing out
You never stayed so you never met her
The girl behind the armor
Who finds beauty in everything
The bright sun
The dark night
The swaying trees
And whatever person was gentle enough to hear her and stay to see me.
In the voids, great macrocosm are many microcosms.
new realms intersect among the satellites.
Passing through black holes in quantum flight;
shifting time brings discoveries in megacosm.
Diving into the blackness, familiar realms
I espy, though I can’t pass through the black
only to find the same universe; so I backtrack
and chart a newer course, at this ship’s helm.
I see a ship off in the distance,
and as it passes me in flight;
My god, I think that can’t be right,
waving to me is myself...coincidence?
Time is relative, Einstein claimed,
thinking back, I review String Theory;
though seeing myself is a bit eerie,
Parallel Universes, it may explain.
7-15-2021
A BRIAN STRAND JULY 16 Poetry Contest
Brian Strand
Falling Star
Your time in the heavens,
Has come to an end,
Slowly plummeting earthward,
You bid a fiery goodbye,
To all your friends.
Orion
There is a hunter,
Orion is his name,
He circles the Earth,
In relentless pursuit,
Of some unseen game.
The Moon
The man in the moon,
Catches me in his gaze,
He throws down some light,
And encourages my shadow,
To come out and play.
The Stars
The stars above,
Pierce the blackness of night,
Visually stunning,
Like hundreds of diamonds,
Sparkling in the light.
The Universe
As I stand here alone,
And look up at the sky,
I can’t help but wonder,
How I’m seen,
By those way up high.
Some random thoughts that came to me during my evening walks. I love to walk in the evening so I can look up at the sky and marvel at all that is there. Stayed tuned, there's more to come.
The thunder from the sky cannot shake me
I should not have let you leave my tortured soul
But my heart bleeds to know how to love you and
Make you whole again through all this mess
I shudder and tears flow uncontrollably
Once so strong unbroken inseparable
The birds sang and the sun rose everyday
And now my love it is as if a curse has been
Unleashed and we are the barrers of this
Diabolical selfdefeating unholiness
I fall to my knees I pray for your safe return
To hold you kiss your pain away guard you
From the blackness but as the thunder pounds
In the distance I feel you are gone erased
Taken from me tears that flow are no relief
My words and prayers subtle gesters to God
And the soul of the man I loved. Amour my love.
Universe where art thou, if not everywhere
Inside, outside, in between, and over there
Contracting, expanding, blackness upon bright
Traveling at light speed, in stillness each night
Universe where art thou, if nowhere at all
Exiting the shadows, on firmament walls
Takes us for a ride, around heavens above
Seeding humanity’s soul, with hate and love
Universe where art thou, we’re utterly blind
Why give us a brain, only to blow our mind
Holding us together, shredding us apart
Giving life only to die, breaking our hearts
Universe where art thou, big bang or big crunch
Uncaring void, serves an ultimate free lunch
Going through the motions, in control of time
Even more in the dark, since starting this rhyme
Writing Challenge - 'U' Words - Poetry Contest
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Prompt #7 universe
04/17/23