Ghost in the attic, please won’t you stay. Your silhouette softens more day by day. Apparition in the attic, Don’t go today; lie with me in good company and help me welcome the day. Phantom in the attic, Hide-and-seek is what you play. You’re feeling less social more and more each and every day. Spirit… Continue reading Flesh Wound
Tag: poets
Lost in Translation
The words I want to say dont seem to stay but, you have. You captured me And it is plain to see by the look on your face; You’re not going anywhere. Take me to a place I can erase all these words I can’t seem to say.
Existence
I need you Like green needs blue.
Zombie
A dark doom engulfs me and I am stripped down to my naked body. Scars line my wrists and thighs, each one created to remind me of a beautiful, emotional disaster. I run my fingers over my left arm and where the incision once spew red life out of me is now a bare artifact… Continue reading Zombie
All or Nothing
Fire and Rain. Black and white distortions, ambivalence to the brain. Burning thoughts sabatoge the main receptors. Creating forks in the mind, forcing us to chose a way. Personal gain? Or Eternal Pain? Cleanse the darkness and purify my insanity. Wash the pathways, turning them into beautiful affirmations and send the negativity down the drain.… Continue reading All or Nothing
Misunderstood InSaNiTy 