~Place Of Pain~New~

Places of pain

Stake through my heart

My love inside me ripped apart

It’s always the hurt that places the blame

Always some egotistical reasons to name

In times of loss and silence

Sitting in the shadows

Embracing the dark

Faith twisted torn eaten with the devils fork

Uprooted will…..not able to contain, all of this torment

This place of pain~

~My Effin Eulogy-My Epitaph~

My Eulogy, My epitaph

Can’t be written

Can’t contain

All the bullshit that Will remain

You know not about silence you have no clue~

You think art a weapon

Used by you?

Ha!

That is funny!

Think your self special my darling My honey~

I can spit out words faster than you think~

Faster than the bottle from ,Which you drink~

Don’t announce yourself to me

Tell me your ~I’m back”~

You’re the fire the lightening, Really is that a fact?

Or more bullshit you concote, Damn what a shock~

Not really your predictable you see?

If I want to see then I will, Otherwise should’ve let it be

Hacking my blog!

Think it’s cool?

All that college all that school, And to think I think you nothing more than a fool~

So you crack a code, Mix a spell,All that shit go to hell~

The jewel you found, Fascinated were you~

But you did see, That I can view, Things unseen, Feel you too~

I have a gift given at birth, Some say a blessing ,I often think it a curse~

So trend your words ,Algorithm and stride ,Get ready my Darling,For your big ride~

I could write and write, Forever you see especially,When it’s about you And me~

I’m lyrically gifted as well its seems, I take one simple word make it a dream……

Or a nightmare to frighten to scare To remind all who know me, Best beware~

There is not another you Know like me, but I know others exist….

I live in the know, Just as the tides ebb and flow~

Some say I’m a Cather of Catherism, no protest! But they do nonetheless~

My Tribe are the shaman, oracles of old.. Catherism….lights shine through the glass of a church like a prism~

Make others wonder how this is so, Art is no weapon!

Ha!

It’s a beautiful dance, It is what I am, What I will always be~

My epitaph~

My Eulogy~

I’m living,You see~

I forgot you know not, Blinded by ego~

A hurt that is fake, You go crawl the earth now, You scorpion snake~

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~The Shelf~

You put me away
On the shelf
Gathering dust
Tucked in the back
Of your closet
In a box
Time faded
You slowly released me
Still you have pieces
Of me gathered
Tucked away
You keep them close
High up
Unseen
Unknown to others
Except you
Memories of that time
You wanted
Nothing more than me
In a box is where those memories lay
All tucked and hidden away
In the box
On the shelf
In the back of your closet
On your desk
I live in your technology
In your computer
Filed
But never forgotten
Simply ignored
That is, until you return to
The shelf
Where you left me~

~Out of Stock~

Images do not play out as you expected in your mind

You search and no longer find

Me there……….

Here

Look at the photo stare

But you’re a coward

You wouldn’t dare

Take the chance

Trying to steal another glance

Into what do you look each day?

Do you ever pray?

Your alter’s sacrifice needs another offering

Perhaps next time think twice

Before you roll the dice

Stealing away thoughts

Just images is all that is left of me

I am a still shot in your mind

You look through your window

Two windows you see

But you can no longer see me

Only a thought

No longer sold

Can not be bought

Thought~

Not For Reproduction~


~Pillow fight~ Parents~

His beautiful tactics always full of wonderment
Able to take my tears from falling
Able to remove my mind from crawling into corners of darkness
Pillow fight mom!
Smack upside the corner of my head
Pillows flying
Singing
Dancing
His laughter as it echoes
Throughout the house
Saying angelic words only heard in times of despair
Mom, why are you crying?
No baby don’t worry I’m just sad.
Just sad?
Pillow fight!
Singing
Dancing
Echoes from a past I’ll never recapture
Hopes of another time when I’ll be able to claim his fellowship as mine with me
Pillow fight
Singing
Dancing
His laughter as it echoes
Forever
Love you Mom
Love you too son….

~Old Soul~NJM~

Old soul

Traveling through constellation
Transcending the normality
Searching for the landing
Awkward understanding
This life is unexpected
I am a visitor
I visited before
Returned
Did I leave something
Important to remember
My past life?
How many times did I incarnate?
It’s my old soul or is it?
Yes, it’s what will make me whole , the pieces of my old soul scattered all about,

Collecting each piece without doubt that lessons learned often seer the scrapes and wounds will burn.
There I was
Yet again
I know you
You’re a really old friend
Old soul
Always young
Never really growing old
These bits and pieces of old souls
We wear
But it’s the lessons we learned that we all now bare
Old soul~

~Count the Cost~

Count the cost before you invest in anything or anyone, Why? you are priceless.!!
Often we forget this Devine truth and settle because it seemed much easier a bit more comfy I suppose…… really? Yeah really we all have at one point severely malfunctioned and didn’t count the cost, some more than others.
I know, I’ve more than forgotten my worth that’s certain. I’m priceless. What’s you’re cost?

Mark 8:36.

For what shall it profit a man, if he shall gain the whole world, and lose his own soul?

~Restless Bipolar Thoughts~

Bipolar mind

Machinations

Eclectic mind

So random without order

Content unknown

Images flash

Strewn about thoughts

Racing fast,

Flooding my brain invading

Concepts to conceptualize

Twisting

There is no pause

No stillness

To much to contemplate

Subjects subjective

Bursting

Perception yet perceived

Intent

Only to be Crystallized