It feels like being cut open ever so lightly, ever so precisely with the edge of a bleeding ribbon at a thousand different points of your skin It feels like being kissed lightly with soft lips that bruise your skin like blooming purple flowers or the bright fireworks you watched as a child as their reflections danced within your eyes It feels like a thousand ...
The howling is over my blood doesn’t howl for you anymore The desperate screaming has quieted down The gnawing that made my skin itch from the inside, it’s all gone The white eyes that blinked through the crimson they all have fallen asleep All that’s left now is a tired humming a humming in my weary blood where the last ...
You’re cursed when you find your heart soaked in bliss and yet you can’t help but wish to be swallowed up by the void, to feel nothing, to experience the blankness you once felt when under anesthesia to go to a dreamless sleep, never to wake up again…
You’re a parasite stuck on the inside of my lower lip smearing my flesh with rotten saliva feeding on my blood leaking threads of its crimson onto my tongue and breathing stench into my mouth Leech, you leech! growing deviously drinking gulps of my unwilling mind sucking eagerly on my torn blue veins you grow in me like a tumor ...
My irises, mirrors reflecting silver light Mercury running thickly in my veins, illuminating Diamonds clattering inside my heart with each low thud Emitting shine that penetrates through the silver walls sending showers of silver glitter My skin made of white opal the facets giving off rainbows- Shining I’m radiant savoring silver dust on my tongue breathing in shiny grey all ...
Petals, our minds torn, red, bleeding filling gaps with glue- stick them back together, these bleeding petals The evening is warm buzzing wind carrying charges electric, feverish My brain feels too warm also, something’s not right Everyone’s writhing. Every one of them every one of us writhing, struggling to make breathing a bit more easier Some laughing, others choking, we’re ...
I dreamt of white vans, burning clowns, torn wire fences, blood, wide spaces, white walls, glass helmets, floating balloons emitting fire like dragons, open windows to escape through, police stations, stolen cars and coming home.
Soft is when you feel the air tickle your nostrils as you breathe, it is when your breath feels almost palpable. Soft is when you can feel the movement of your lips when you pour sound through them -your words shaping them, bringing them into contact like a slow dance. Soft is when you sit with your favorite book after ...
We’re scarecrows but there are no crows to scare, we just scare ourselves with the undesirable idleness the emptiness, the void The rain pours down as our tear-stained eyes look into the hollow with apathy, like watching white dots on a broken television screen The lonesomeness screeches at the top of its lungs like scraping nails on a chalkboard and ...
This lightening and thunder the downpour shooting liquid arrows the ground is torn, bleeding lightening strikes, swallowing shadows Knee deep in the silver mirage darkness vomiting memories Infected thoughts sting like hornets crawling helpless, searching for remedies A moon that hid behind too many eclipses and a soul that willingly choked its own breath Words blaze like matchsticks burning the ...
I dip my face in the music and it’s cool and soothing against my skin, it quenches my thirst and soars my soul in midair where the wisps of nothingness feels so weightless and easy. Every breath I draw feels light and delicious. These moments, when life feels worth it, it’s too easy to lose yourself in this addictive delusion. 8:55 p.m. 6.10.2015
The black river flows despite all the sharp edges that tear her skin open bleeding from the flailing limbs healing paper-cuts and blossoming bruises The black river flows despite all the daggers that sink into her bosom reaching the core, piercing the muscle healing pinpricks and opening gashes The black river flows despite all the strains that break her bones ...
The burning flames are within us turning our insides into ashes not killing us altogether, but rotting us inch by inch The pain we hold inside it expands like a decaying universe until we explode into a million particles but not physically, to shatter physically would mean an end but to decease invisibly, just enough to feel the dull, heavy ...
As the earth turns away from a merciless sun and faces the ever comforting dark pool of sparkly bodies the veil of palpable blackness settles around my being enclosing me in a familiar high A familiar numbness spreading within me taming the raging fires, all my sharp-edged sorrows welcoming serenity – a sense of entirety, of release The darkness is cool balm ...
I feel as if the immense infinity that spreads in all directions from my frame has been converged into an oozing black space that is now running within my body. In my veins, staining my muscles. My insides are infected with the infinity. Trapped within my skin, spreading, spreading… I’m immense. Life weighs down on me. Pressing against my body ...
Open like the vast immensity of the sea baring hurricanes, abysses, monsters madness and chaos Weeping and twisting pouring depth out of eyes enclosing thunder and lightening into one fist Shooting destructive sprays of salt-water, consuming Open like the Universe A frail shape lying on the ground looking into the dark eternity eyes caught in the shimmering dots lighting the ...
I wish the universe was void of life that the planets rotated with nothing but rocks and dust on them that warmth and cold were only those of lava and snow The silence unbroken for the eternity can not be converged into a mere moment I wish it spread in an infinity that was never stirred by a living breath ...
As the golden orb drifts westward and the velvet dark settles upon life sprays of glowing sparks fly. The colors blinded by the flashing white of hours too long spent facing the fight makes a weary heart sigh, But the dazzling black and the vivid hues stained in the velour and glistening dew soothes the sour mind’s eye, Through silence, ...