I don’t feel you anymore This empty space you used to fill
To paint the picture in our mind
Those days long gone we search to find
Your image faded by years gone by
Your voiced muted
Your fragrance no longer lingers
Your thoughts no longer shared
Your laughter gone
I don’t feel you anymore
This empty space you used to fill
This empty space~
Disillusions exist ~
For everyone
Burdened by that emotion
Heavy
The sickness in my mind
Never Giving full rest
Cluttered thoughts
Watered down relation
Diluted
Indifference lurks
Total intolerance
Superficial people
Words contentious in meaning
Nothing said that’s profound
Dimly lit corner I will sit
Festering my disdain~
Not for Reproduction
Why does interest slack
It’s washed out muted colors
Smeared, Empty
Not able to capture the attention
Further engaging
Yet void of substance
Once looked upon with delight
Scorned and neglected
Lumped into a category
Uncategorized
No labels
Un-named
Void~
~Not For Reproduction~
Has anyone ever written anything for you
In all your darkest hours
Did you ever hear me sing?
Well listen to me now
You know I’d rather be alone
Than to be without you
And if that’s all
I ever give…..
In all your darkest sorrows
Did you ever give it back?
I have given that to you
If that’s all I’ll ever do
I want you to remember me~
Shit is its own vocabulary sir
Southern vernacular
Colloquial expression
Layden with
Insipid ideas
Treacherous deciet
Yet evermore
Longing for yet without
From great distance and in our heart something tells me we never part
I’m in you
As you are in me
Like the creole roots embedded in me I am as Southern as Southern can be
We try to part but you refuse to see
That no one could love you better than me
You tasted the sweet the bitter the brine deep inside you know you are mine
It takes your attention from me
This new idea
Person……
Fall pretense
Unoriginal bland
If you only could see
What you had in your hand
Blinded by your own lust and deceit
I’ll stand tall and unique
Out of my mouth doth angels speak
So you will see
They could never hold a candle to me, not even the match to light it with~
Can’t you see?
Puddles form in the corner of eyes
Not like rain but like rivers that streak thy face
Tear salted river flows down thy neck
Does this show weakness?
Remorse?
Pain? Oh the pain…..
Dying with no description or experience
It knows not
How nails screech upon the chalkboard
Taking bits and pieces form thine heart
Anything that hurts slowly allows suffering
Oh the beautiful pitiful suffering
Rooms kept dark light hurts’ thine eyes
Another humans’ contact beyond the doors
Never
Sand paper scraping scars, salt being poured upon them
Far better to isolate
Words just jumble together not making sense
Like a gurgling utterance
Howling screams
Of God or Men
Careful now riding between the fence
Escaping as options
Depression, the depression labeled slow death
Likened unto art
Surgery without being anesthetized
Removing the human that was
Replacing it with an organism
Without enough depth
Leaving room only for the pollution and shit to seep from pores
Ahhh yes…. dig deeper still shall we?
Cutting the same spot over and over again
Thy limb falls to the ground
It will not grow back and cannot be replaced
As puddle and rivers tears streak down thy face
Not for reproduction~
Puddles form in the corner of eyes
Not like rain but like rivers that streak the face
Tear salted river flows down the neck
Does this show weakness?
Remorse?
Pain? Oh the pain…..
Dying with no description or experience
It knows not
How nails screech upon the chalkboard
Taking bits and pieces form the heart
Anything that hurts slowly allows suffering
Oh the beautiful pitiful suffering
Rooms kept dark light hurts’ the eyes
Another humans’ contact beyond the doors
Never
Sand paper scraping scars, salt being poured upon them
Far better to isolate
Words just jumble together not making sense
Like a gurgling utterance
Howling screams
Of God or Men
Careful now riding between the fence
Escaping as options
Depression, the depression labeled slow death
Likened unto art
Surgery without being anesthetized
Removing the human that was
Replacing it with an organism
Without enough depth
Leaving room only for the pollution and shit to seep from pores
Ahhh yes…. dig deeper still shall we?
Cutting the same spot over and over again
That limb falls to the ground
It will not grow back and cannot be replaced
As puddle and rivers tears streak down the face
Not for reproduction~
Puddles form in the corner of eyes
Not like rain but like rivers that streak the face
Tear salted river flows down the neck
Does this show weakness?
Remorse?
Pain? Oh the pain…..
Dying with no description or experience
It knows not
How nails screech upon the chalkboard
Taking bits and pieces form the heart
Anything that hurts slowly allows suffering
Oh the beautiful pitiful suffering
Rooms kept dark light hurts’ the eyes
Another humans’ contact beyond the doors
Never
Sand paper scraping scars, salt being poured upon them
Far better to isolate
Words just jumble together not making sense
Like a gurgling utterance
Howling screams
Of God or Men
Careful now riding between the fence
Escaping as options
Depression, the depression labeled slow death
Likened unto art
Surgery without being anesthetized
Removing the human that was
Replacing it with an organism
Without enough depth
Leaving room only for the pollution and shit to seep from pores
Ahhh yes…. dig deeper still shall we?
Cutting the same spot over and over again
That limb falls to the ground
It will not grow back and cannot be replaced
As puddle and rivers tears streak down the face
Not for reproduction~
Walking, Waiting
Flying through the air
Hoping, Hating
Things that I can not bear
Did you think it’s cool to walk right up, To take my life and fuck it up
Well did you?
The Angel of what was me
I can no longer see
I see hell in your eyes
Even behind your disguise
Takin in by surprise
Touching you makes me feel so alive…….
Touching you makes me die inside
Oh I’ve slept so long without you
Alone with too much pain
Elements surround you
The Earth, Water, Fire, Air
You descend upon me without a care…..
Suppressed by your power
Your charming flair
In the witching hour
You curled around me
I was yours to devour
Now chains kept upon me
Seems I’ll never leave
Taking in by surprise
I see hell in your eyes
Think of me fondly when I cross your mind.
Only the good memories in your head to find
There is no one like me no….other kind
So think of me fondly from time time.
I awake to your thoughts of me causing a restless longing I no longer care to touch or feel. I awake to you wanting to hear me, but I stay silent. I awake and remember how I wanted your love once at any cost. Now I’ve counted the cost it’s of no value to me.
I awake I feel your loss, your longing , I know because I lost you the day you rejected me, just took your rejection and mental abuse awhile for it to sink in. It has. In the words of the late great Kurt Cobain If you truly want me then…… Come as you are, as you were
As I want you to be
As a friend, as a friend
As an known enemy…take your time, hurry up, the choice is yours but don’t be late!
Don’t flatter yourself Thinking I make every move for you~
Don’t flatter yourself if I ask you many questions, I’m inquisitive by nature~
Don’t flatter yourself thinking you’re the object of my desire~
Don’t flatter yourself by my fascination, a time in my life now gone~
Don’t flatter yourself thinking you could ever find anyone like me, I’m unique and to good for you~
Don’t flatter yourself you definitely are not one of a kind you’re cut from the common cloth The generic design~
Don’t flatter yourself and think your self unique trust its All been done before you’re cut from common cloth~
Don’t flatter yourself thinking you have advanced yourself in life you have not…. job promotions happen all the time~
Don’t flatter yourself you think the world owes you, a sense of entitlement you can’t seem to see just how big your ego can be~ bobble head….
Don’t flatter yourself anymore with regard to me, if you cross my mind I pray and get on with life. I let it be. You judged me was embarrassed by me~
Simply don’t flatter yourself I’m gone now let it be~
Don’t flatter yourself ~
Especially for me..~
Bipolar Tapestry~Poetic Thoughts 