I understand your apprehension. This is a matter beyond understanding.
Let me in.
the scars cannot mask the wounds for long.
This tradition of omission
Glitter and curls.
The echo drones on in the hollow recess of consciousness
I remember your face...
flecked with sparkles
Where have you gone, or was it me?
Did I leave you here... did you need me? Am I the one to blame?
I take the blame in any case. There is no other way
The fire cannot hide the ridicule inside.
And where is the quiet?
Where is the still?
Peace is not tranquil here.
I don’t hold myself above you. I have no claim of simple superiority.
You cannot perceive the pain I do not bleed.
And in this way, he hurts me again.
This is a bitter taste on my tongue... he left it here.
“Christy” what kind of name is that for a man? There is nothing of Christ in you. Nothing of Man in you.
I had Six years, No defenses...
Just a child.
So bitter.
A life time has passed, but it is still so bitter, this taste… his taste.
My wound still bleeds...
And he is still free.
Please... give me release.
cluttered
...lose my mind...?
a question...
how fitting that i would ask you
bid you....
i need to....
...identify...
with you, and yours, and mine....
a loss of a keepsake, identity is foreplay
i can't see yours.... but who am i to judge?
and who am i?
alone in my cell
alone, waiting...
for release, take me please?
i’m awake in my coma, i perceive my surroundings.
i see peace here... chaotic... frightened... poor little thing...
you see, peace is fragile... hollow
conflict, now that has merit...
are you testing my patience..?
it will get you nowhere
now what do you want? say it?
an ending? to whose story...?
i ask you all i ever ask you
no response, no repose...
you don't hear me.... you can't see me
my opulence is your ignorance.... my little cry for help
empty my cage, this litter disturbs me...
i know you can't hear this...... but i am trying so hard...
i wish i could smell you, i wish i could taste you... i wish i could know you.......
you are on the outside looking in on my travesty.... my belittled longing with no form of willing supplement....
i wonder how you would handle it
(enter my cage)
you wouldn't you know.... well, at least i do
(bind my chains)
you lie, too much at times.... to us.... you and i
but you aren't here
you don't exist
a name, a face, a feeling, a smell and a memory....
no remedy for this, not until i know you, feel you.
feel me?
please me?
please me.
inevitably you need to know this, i wish i could tell you
i think about it every night, my pain i mean
no, not you.... you aren't that lucky. or are you?
who is lying now? and to whom, i wish i knew....
so so sweet is this feeling, this revelry... this decadence...
my pure naughty thoughts... killing me on this inside of mine, yet setting me free all the same
i am still waiting... why don't you see me... why won't you see me?
so i wait, and i wonder.... does my existence comfort you? no..... i don't think it does....
i am so so frightened of what may come tomorrow... so i wait
and wait
and,
wait....
still nothing... have you forgotten me?
no.... you never even noticed me
so i run, far far away... still not sure of what is real....
blood drips to the floor a drop at a time...
is it yours?
no, it's mine...
but i'm okay, not that you'd notice....
...this is your notice...
As I look into your eyes my dear
I see the kind of pain and fear
I've run from my whole life…
I wonder why you look at me
The feelings that I choose to see
Remind me this is fantasy….
Lay there pretty, dreaming, sleeping
Unaware of my deceiving
Quietly I've come to see you
hiding in your life
I stand here in the shadow
Reaching for you
Calling to you
Waiting for you… In my silence… (In my silence… In my silence)
I long for you
Yet you don't hear me…
I've come for you
Yet you don't see me
You don't need me…
I'm close enough to hear you breathing
I smell you and I know this feeling
Embracing my restraint
A moments touch and then your gone
A bitter taste upon my tongue
Acknowledge that I ache
Among your litter, I see you
Singular and shining through
Still I'm only a fool to you
A tool to use and then abuse
I know I can't escape from you
You won't let me escape to you…
I can't let my escape be you
I'm alone inside
all Empty and fuzzy...
From the hole...
Bleeding drug of peppermint sliding in my mind
Forgive my patternesque response… My torture, my decline…
Staple my soul to afterthought, Relinquish my repose
Burn away my ashen Christ, Of him I do dispose
Rain my tears of acid and distribute them as wine
Fuck me once, I'll do you well, promise to decline?
Scream your need against my will, I'll savor your lament
Bursting tears of shattered dreams, just how will I repent?
Sit back and ponder thoughts, find what the damage means
Pain it lacks, just remorse, as you sit there on your knees
i look into your eyes, i know your thought before it's felt
Rejoicing in this innocence, blood tasted, never dealt
Drowning.
This sea of chaos… beckoning for me to slip into it’s cold abyss.
A call of help would be futile, there is no one left to turn to.
The cry echoes, through the canyons of the mind...
I am vacant, abandoned...
isolated from the mass, the flock, the herd.
Incontrovertibly, this feeling is worse than death.
Prove to me this is not a dream.
Unconscious, yet, awake.
All that remains, my indifference, and my lack of faith.
Distance, an illusion in this prism subsistence.
My existence is prison, please set me free.
Careless eyes hide countless lies.
If this is ego, what of the id?
a dream spoke to me in shattered echoes
i know you see what i wanted to
see my blood lying in the sand...
what should i feel when i think of you?
the pattern of your face burned into my mind
it's not so easy to forget you, reject you....
i'm not sure where i want to be...
or where i'll find my hidden truth
i feel your insides surrounding me...
in my hands and in my mind...
think of your perversion first
now I'll allow you to decline
my desideratum: ecstasy
in your flesh, not inside of me
you prostituted enamory...
an insincere debauchery
pounding on my cage....
your scent's become the walls
your fragrance so passe
asphyxiates my cause
become my martyr lovely one
forsake yourself for me
and tell me what's your name again?
Cassandra, Anastasia, Parsimony?
Please god forgive me for what has been done
I killed my familiar, now polish the gun
Open my eyes and give me my right
Forgiveness forgotten, a lesson in spite
Lost your liaison? So bright, self-apparent.
Your wisdom is spoken, often lack in commandment
Defiance within me, a laughable plight
My sorrowful plea, a lack in hindsight.
So I leave here the pauper to sort through my dues
Like a flight to an angel I seek out my muse
"Decadent clown-thing," so selfish I brand it
A service from her, exhortation, demanded
Sought to solidify our relation, the burden
Lies are a promise, that much is certain
Betrayed and rebuked I carry my sentence
Punished my heart, my mind… it seeks penance
I reach forth unaware of whom plays the servant.
The puppet? She knows, behind her pure curtain.
Laughing and chiding, the "paint", it's her curse
I envy her hiding, I tug deeper… it hurts
Shallow revelation. you're Eve to my Adam
Tempting seductress, a harlot in harem
Loss of my choices, a stem from the womb
I need stringent closure, a succubi's boon
I curl in this darkness, warmth left to desire
Emotions they tantrum, and drown in their mire
Seeking forever my dilemma be solved
My awareness has shattered, awakened... evolved.
Hello infrequent frequency I wonder what you’ll do to me.
Institute availability…
Now tell me: is there anybody out there?
Enter the betrayal:
Wonder ceases to amaze me as I search for answers…
Closed emotions… detached from this reality…
So you wait in your little bubble of nothing, free to see what you wish.
I see through you. I know you’ll never realize I wish for your freedom from your lies.
Your freedom from this, freedom from your disease.
To accept this “problem you do not have” would be disaster.
There is contradiction in your day to day utilization of your life… has your lease expired?
I have no answer to your vision; your life’s lie is my derision.
And yet I wonder,
yet I wonder,
why should I even care…
Why do you choose to pull the strings on my reality? Your ties died and yet you wonder why I stay?
I bide my time and rationalize by reliving the trials of my life.
Now, what’s in a release? Relive your fantasy… harbor your illusions, revisit your intention…
I’d martyr my conviction, but that doesn’t matter to you.
The contagion you carry will spread from head to head; bed to bed…
And by the hearts of many, you all chose to bleed me dry.
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and why did I let you do this to me?
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