My family are the stars, each in exile from the sun’s grasp, from the sun’s light singing of how it can save me. But the light is a lie, a story fed to babes, repeated by children, to make them feel special. But the light is a lie, a mask worn even by those still… Continue reading Selective Light
In a Heart’s Court Jester Tired of it all. Tired of thinking I want, tired of thinking I need. Tired of failing, failing, failing for a single chance to succeed. Tired of having no chance, tired of having no hope. Tired of using the word “tired,” but still repeating the pattern like a failing dope.
Make me feel that I can face the day Speak a word, send fears away Wipe the rain as clouds bear gray Genuine smiles I will convey Make me feel that I am not alone Carry burdens from my bones Breathe your soft, melodic tones Each moment of joy I will condone Make me feel… Continue reading A Plea To Feel
The leaves don’t need the wind and yet the wind is what moves them. So what I am without you is what I was with you and I will be from now on. It doesn’t matter much where I’m going; what matters is where I am, yet where I am is where you place me… Continue reading The Leaves Don’t Need The Wind
I don’t need you, not anymore. I don’t need to hope to see you or hope you notice me or hope you talk to me. I don’t need my name on your glistening lips or anything else of mine, for that matter. I don’t need you to subtly approve of my advances, with that ‘come… Continue reading You Had Me At Hello… Had
The unique attribute of God is that God can be anything believers want. And God is in agreement with them because they are in agreement with the God they believe is correct, justifying their right actions, whatever they may be or however many people they hurt. Or, God can only encourage believers to not hurt… Continue reading God Whistle
Without end, an ever-flourishing divide between. An agreement they hold of their pleasurable coherence and my floating away from anything resembling, staying the sane chasm flaunting its ever-widening gap. With no escape from surrounding outside normality, no escape from compressing solitary confinement. Cornered into an ever-increasing faith for the unrevealed answer whose revelation is no… Continue reading Ever-
I need you no more because I no more thirst… I need you no more because I no more fall… I need you no more because I no more give… I need you no more because I no more crawl… I need you no more because I no more yearn… … Continue reading …For You (Forgotten)