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In my life and times
been betrayed and been lied to
used everything just to get me
by the nights, that were so cold
just wanted to let go, and fade away
looking for that sweet escape, but
always thinking maybe im to late.
And ive done things that im not proud of
no im far from an angel, but did i really deserve
those i cared for to let me down again?
What's so wrong with wanting a family?
They just wanted to break me through to
the skin. Leave me here just like the animal
you treated me like to begin with.
Seems like this might be my fate.
All my life i always wanted to feel the sweetest escape
in the arms of someone who would look me in the face
Someone who would understand that my plan
was to get away from this place.
All my life i always wanted to feel the sweetest escape
in the arms of someone who could look me in the face
Someone who would understand that where i am
bad memories are hard to erase.
All i need is your Sweetest Escape.
People used to break me down, not with
fists but with there words
till i was lying ill, fatally bleeding
unto the floor.
But as soon as you entered my life
everything changed, and nothing
felt painful anymore. As you took my
hand, and led me out of darknesses
door.
And with you there's finally hope
a new place i know i can cope
and be here, not scared of being
pushed back down, broken down
to my core.
And i know you'd never hurt me
because i know that's just not you
In the darkness i just couldn't see
until the love you shined led me
right to you.
All my life i always wanted to feel the sweetest escape
in the arms of someone who would look me in the face
Someone who would understand that my plan
was to get away from this place.
All my life i always wanted to feel the sweetest escape
in the arms of someone who could look me in the face
Someone who would understand that where i am
bad memories are hard to erase.
All i need is your Sweetest Escape.
There are darknesses that I don't want to know
I never want to meet you on any street or back alley
You
paying so deep the price of a soul sold cheap
Ripped by cruelty
I don't want to know you!!!
Searing force and darkness.
I don't want to see you!!!!
You're wretched brilliant eyes are too sharp for me
I see what you've become
The Very glaring brilliance of your pain
turned to darkness is something I cannot heal or can I?
My steel? my strength? My hope? my preservation?
So gently into the night comes kindness
the soft pillow.
a gentle hand
Does heart hope to the heel?
Gently into the night the softest touch and kindness of thought doth bring Hope???? even unto a vampire?
Cannot kindness in its meanness
it's softening ointment
a Salve
A cream
soft as white dew
sweetness of truth
Unto a life that has known nothing but cruelty?
Is it all lost?
Like a babe or teen adopted into a space of generosity
Does a soul ever really give up or does it forever hold in its core?
A flickering tiny flame of creations possibilities.
a place of perfect peace
a tiny gem of truth known to all in the cell walls of birth
can it not be found if brought to an island built of such precious gems as that?
redemption
What is to be reborn not in religion but in faith in life?
if given to or lost forever to a rank red space
I demand that you give me back my shoulder
A shoulder upon which children can cry and in crying.
Remember that every soul has a home in me
I demand my children back!
No child
ever lost that cannot be found
No soul ever so dark that cannot find its way to light
to blues and hues of heaven
Follow the tiny flicker at the tiny light that still exists so very deep in your soul path
...up through the long channel and at the end of the longest tunnel they're still exists.
The holy morning sunrise my light-of the true Light
They drift gently
down(downed)?
Into the heart they root,
confetti on desperate streets
glowing like gilded red roses.
Smell them as they chant your songs..
so very often(semi-pure hearted) they keep things(you) aloft,
far above
the stingers
the biters of early frost.
All the while death's photographic memory
tapdancing,tossing needles.
You feel you can ride razors, go unscarred.
A pinwheel inside the bubble of sodapop dreams,
live forever's eternity..
the loins of the mind a crisp-confident ball of catnip and tinsel.
Every by-way of everyday doused in gentle flames
every gaze a swaying mosaic of prarie flowers...
but the sun is but a blemish to storm...
the downy gaze is but a concrete stare,
the eyes of hope glancing off yesterday
when trails were filled with bike bells and pulse.
Petals of just being, brushed beneath tender chins
we both liked butter and blurry stars... and we kissed...
clumsily -chiptoothed - pure
and
sediments of love and living will devolve,
wings tend to become claws
flight into crawl...
an uncomfortable lavender.
Paths will rut, become trough
become..
cold
canyon
flash flooding crashing.
Broken flowers cascading under the chin
butter turns
rancid
crows barking,
"I told you so-should have listened to father,
when he begged you to slow down
sip slowely and breathe.
The silk of naive leads to brushfires in the mind
everything given to scorch...
the hills the troughs
we (the survivors) hang from trees
groping the dark
to descend to the bones of things once loved
of things once cherished
of things now hated
of things avoided
things that lay dead..
a plague of darknesses bred
in the silences
of
hopeless.
The lullaby raped into hoarsness,
like bike bells in winter.
Rolling roaring rush of brown
racing through stone to freedom
Obsessively ceaseless ecstasy
falling into the sea
To twist with the tide
flow with the currents
Whipped on by the wind
Moon pulled through
swift tidal bores
Life for the movement
Mother hands feeding and cradling
Layers on layers of oceans
cooling the plates of the skin
Of a sky fire boiling ball
Racing in orbit and spinning
while holding the moon
To reflect the rays of the
son she is moving around
Reminded of Winter she started to splinter
To finally burst in a nova of light
These are the memories holding her tightly
This is the son she protects from the night
Iron spinning in iron
Lost in a crowd of dead and dying souls
Exploding outward ever searching
So spins the soul of the hunter
Growing eyes sowing needs
Nurturing feelings of frustrated
Raging passion to forever falling gravitations of reason
caught in the out flung race to darknesses
Carrying the light of stinging singed truth
Some blinded by the light, cower in abject fear,
Holding greedily to the feelings of others
Taking pleasure in their pain
Deriving satisfaction from driving others
to work endlessly to support their vicarious needs
As long as there is someone to hold onto
Darkness can be a warm blanket of sleeping death
As long as one doesn’t have to be alone
What is this feeling of light headed joy
Has gravity unsettled another sector
of the pleasure place above my cortex
Is this a true observation of a rain swollen
River’s movement
Or just another wasted pair of eyes?
Form:
Speaking altruistic tortures
forbidden overthrown planes
secrets, tests, enterprise
suspense tricking souls
Light focus unintelligence
rediscovered, maybe sane
obsessing away, curing
selfless sees locked
Continually dieing language
time subconscious hate
works dividing innocent
fear manipulated harmony
Mysteries blinded gullibility
answer growing lessons
left causing simplistic
random keys...someone
mysterious complex truths
no change desired
questions forgotten experience
controls abused forces
Give diplomatic minds
untainted seals, possibilities
receive innovative clarity
thought, protect, mutiny
Angels stay odd
follow resurrected confused
eventually realities....you!
within knowledgeable governments
Truths ignorances....slide
sometimes dictates them
many compassion momentum
cycling influence, populations.
Married changes change
holding blinded voice
seperates spheres through
dream beings
Alone within expressive
pondered souls marketing
what sexual within
darknesses love strategic
Where fates liberate
lacking think gaining
Falls poison lead
Great, right, healthy
Spirits confuses masks
simply poetic mankind
collective difficult leave
Insanity order who
Conspiracies aware cures
lies born masterpieces
making demons feeling
Dream beings
Existing art victoms
acts discovered, yes!
at last my face begins to rest
at last my feet are curled
warming on the soft plush carpet
fire for heat
and light giving character
in shadows and
light darknesses
thoughts of the days happenings
fly like sparks
memories of a day adrift
lazily stream into darkness
night’s relaxing sooths
full with sunset’s ease
the books I’ve never written
fall from the stars to me
talked to Mandy on the phone
she asked me if I would kiss her
Has she not heard it in my voice
when I say that I love her?
Has she not seen my love sick dreaming?
Has she not talked deep into
the night with me?
Has she not sensed the longing
the desire in my poetry?
Does she not know that I have
dreamed of kissing her for
what seems like an eternity and
if I could kiss her for one half
that amount of time I would still
long to kiss her again?
Mandy I love you and will kiss you whenever,
wherever I can even before you brush your
Teeth in the morning
Rain has stopped
The occurrence of
Sporadic heat
Yet in the basement,
Cool and dark,
I lay not wanting to
Move not wanting
To do anything
But to dream of the
Woman I love
How can I explain the way
I love you
It is like my love of God
My love for nature
My love poetry
My love for beauty
And indefinable happiness
My endless search for perfection
Instead of ending up in verse
Has been pettily packaged in a woman
Who gave her love to me
I was held up
Against my will;
Addicted to pains and aches I still felt
Inside my cracked bottles of hells and paradises;
I keep doing my best when I rest and wake,
But sometimes I just can't feel
Because of being a hostage of these things...
Is this a game?
Nowadays, in your eyes I see weariness,
In your arms, I'm being wrapped,
In your mind you're getting cold;
Can't feel you much anymore,
Fading inside where it shouldn't;
Treating me like a stranger,
Then you don't recognize me,
But I keep hopes and love for you
Because I have been a hostage for you...
I'm like a ticking bomb;
Could you save me
From derailing darknesses,
From blinding lights?
Could you save me
From living hells?
Could you help me
Regain faded heavens?
I keep battling and striving,
Seemingly through an uncertain black hole,
Because I've been a hostage of myself...
The things we've done;
Troubles, love, shades, emotions,
Things could explode inside horizons;
Then you don't know me,
Then I may not know you anymore;
Euphoria lurks near,
This may fade to ardent ashes and unknown mysteries;
I seem caught in a trance of rises and falls,
Been caught in wars from the start,
Trying to block pains
Seemingly in vain;
My mind can be a certain dangerous place,
It sometimes aches to know so much,
These made me stronger,
These made me wiser;
But am I being taken for granted?
Am I still being a hostage?
Sooner or later I'll be freed from absorptions...
Created on: February 16, 2009 Last Updated: September 23, 2013
I have loved despite all odds
of dreams yet to come true
As my heart becomes still
still the soul extracted passion continues
in brightly colored hues
but what is a girl to do?
I ponder ..........
If not true love~ tis still love~~
as I beckon myself to yield
the very core of my being
gentle solace slowly weeping
disarrayed these gray shadows turning black;
his darkness peering, stumbling about and lost
Awakening on a distant shore, a dawn of newness
Still this love sufficent as I kiss the sun's beams, yet erring;
my imperfect nature
and pray within this bright lighted day
the sun glistening your name
in every dark corner where dust lies
This love, the blessing of acceptance
Darknesses repentance
Bring forth a beauty to marvel!!
Knowing deeply, you shine
Is this lack of love? I think not...
More intensity, his personas protrude piercing me
As I fight for my freedom that has bound me
gently aloof you stare into the sky afraid of defeat
as your full moon defines the underneath
Hiding quietly behind your wall,
your shadow roars with release
Heart of mine be still
to reach your heights
that have no defintion
there are no words
Just scar tissue
Gently Kissed
In love's tender bliss
Said the moon to the sun one day,
"Oh why you majestic thing must you avoid me?
And forever escape my rays?
Forever lying with the darkness, yes He!"
Said the moon to the sun the very next night,
"You ask me why I escape from you?
And hide from your blinding light?
I hide for I do not love you, and despite me saying so, honeyed words you still coo!"
"Fine! If you will not listen to my plea,
Then I will take you by storm and fire!"
The Sun cried out in fury
An as he did so, the tempurature grew higher..
The moon cried out for him to stop.
Everyone, even the stars cried out for the sun to stop
For her, who was shielding herself from the heat's great wallop
Crying out to the Darkness for one last boon.
The Darkness with great care
Took her home
Protecting and healing her with great nobility and dare!
Then helping her into the dark sky that nothing but a great dome
Waxing and waning for eternity
The moon almost dying, only to be saved by the Darknesses loving touch
All this because of the sun, yes He!
The moon enduring all this pain just to escape the sun's clutch
Said the moon to the Sun every night,
"You asked why I escaped,
And hid from your blinding light?
I hid for I did not love you, and because I said so, you try to kill me, Yes you do..."
I fight in the midst of fear , and gleams at the face of darkness itself near no return . But with my armor of virtue darkness shall not prevail . For the virtue of goodness shines brilliantly , Peirce's the endless void of darkness . Fear is voided in the virtue of wisdom's grasp , shaken to plain understanding . For in darknesses might where wrong is just , right is wrong no tear for fear of the righteous men . for the virtue of righteousness wields an unending resistance it will see it through . Truth many claim it but few no it . For in this void it is my comfort , friend indeed but those who hate it reject it accept darkness . For what is opposite of truth is lies , deception of the mind which leads to confuse , fear but truth keeps you sane . With my courage I charge with its virtue into the heart of darkness , fear for one persons state of mind reaches beyond them . One persons who fights with love not hate . For in the virtue of love all understanding is built . In the virtue of love reason is found . In the virtue of love we are released from chains of fear , hate , darkness is no more . Now we are free .