Sunday, April 27, 2014

Auto disassembly

I see her now heaving and bleeding 
Blood pounds in my ears I feel sick and hot 
It's getting hard to breathe now 
I see the cold steel cutting pale sick 
and it hurts
One thought washes over reason and logic
One that is deep and primal
It resides within us all
The thought every one fears
 
Flee abandon escape retreat
It's all the same
 
Just 

Need 

To

R U N.

Wednesday, January 1, 2014

The cut off

My eyes are clouding 
And the sounds are muffling
Smell and taste long since gone
My hands arm numbing in this cold 
Is this dying I don't want to move or speak but lie here  
But why why don't I care why don't I feel any thing I'm lost
 No I know where I am just not where I'm going

Friday, December 20, 2013

Hunger

I'm sick
I can't eat anything strong
So I won't I don't 
I don't eat 
I'm not allowed to eat what I can
So I won't so I don't 
Instead I dream 
I boil the water and steep the leaves
I hold the cup tight it burns my hands but I don't feel
Or I don't care I can't tell the difference anymore 
When the warmth fades I tip the cup
But no satisfaction comes
Only look not a drop 
I watch as the thing that once gave me calm council hope happiness flows down the drain trapped in an unending spiral downwards now washing what it once gave me away with it what's left is the bitter smell of things lost my family calls me to eat but I tell them I'm not hungry they can tell I'm lying but they know I won't answer she scolds me for the weight I lose but I don't care I finished trying, I take  my blows stand and wait for another, freedom is a lie we enslave ourselves to one another 
We are 
Chained 
To  
The  
very 
last 
drop .

Tuesday, October 8, 2013

Mirror

I lost count at fifty four 
I deserve one thousand more
You disgust me look at what you did
And for what sleep you knew would never come?
You are pathetic someone tear your eyes out and fill the holes with broken glass
You don't deserve her and she deserves someone better
You little weakling I hate you so much
I know.

Sunday, October 6, 2013

Stories

I'm done now I'm finished with life but I'm not going to die
I have so many places I will never go so much life I'm not going to live 
Then it's life was chosen to go on mine ended now I wait for it 
my waterfall
Be careful when you ask for a story for soon I'm going to run out 
I don't make stories any more I don't go out and live as I used to now days mostly I cling to the handrail living safely inside my line 
Yes my dear I will tell you a story but beware it may be the last I will tell

Friday, June 14, 2013

Glass cactus

I am so tired of hurting the ones I love so tired of losing them I took off my mask and buried my rage I even caught a glimpse of who I wanted to be I was done lying until I remembered that there was still a world out there but it was to late I had let the world in I opened up and trusted them I hadn't made the sweet mistake of trusting some one in a long time. My world is shattered and my vault is sealed again I thought I had heard something still  inside 131will take care of it but as shattered as I am I will rebuild I am a carpenter and every shard gives me a sharper edge

Tuesday, May 21, 2013

Liar

My mother told me she loves me...
I can't say the same without lying to her
It's wrong how we are 
I like my new family better