Naked Concealment
Silly me, forgot I was exposed.
Naked in the eyes of a loving host
A humble pretender
Clothed in ferment,
Disguised by laughter
Misdemeanor, causing arrest
For a charge remaining eclipsed
Scanty and plain, but staying erect
My captor came to me with Scandal's forceps
Willingly waiting as debris,
From a disaster I descend
Continuing until the sun shows it's bleakness
And I am sure that, to some end, my fierceness is excused
I do not wish to discuss it further; not with you.
Don't you see, in my furrowed brow,
The angst of someone seeing the scar I bear?
The anxiousness of my bones,
And the callousness of my mouth
I am a box,
Speared through;
My contents spilling out
Just as I am sweating emotion
My expression dares you to read me
Begs you, beware
The lace on my leg only a vague memory,
Of the gentleness my evasive heart once shared
Silly me, forgot I was exposed.
Naked in the eyes of a loving host
A humble pretender
Clothed in ferment,
Disguised by laughter
Misdemeanor, causing arrest
For a charge remaining eclipsed
Scanty and plain, but staying erect
My captor came to me with Scandal's forceps
Willingly waiting as debris,
From a disaster I descend
Continuing until the sun shows it's bleakness
And I am sure that, to some end, my fierceness is excused
I do not wish to discuss it further; not with you.
Don't you see, in my furrowed brow,
The angst of someone seeing the scar I bear?
The anxiousness of my bones,
And the callousness of my mouth
I am a box,
Speared through;
My contents spilling out
Just as I am sweating emotion
My expression dares you to read me
Begs you, beware
The lace on my leg only a vague memory,
Of the gentleness my evasive heart once shared
Clawing at the Sun
Clawing at the sun makes for burned fingertips
And the roasted eyes of ardor tend to sag
Magic's masterpiece has brought forth no answers
Only more questions
The inquiry of position,
Absurd- to say the least
Stuck revolving, waxing, waning;
Forced to take the heat
Outshined and underwhelmed
By a vision of beauty, supreme
One riding on the splendor,
Of taxing, continual "need"
Only a star of vehemence
Looking down on others above
Ever slightly holds a short chapter of life,
Before hastily burning it up
Opposing validity written in the heavens,
With celestial words of amour
Armed with fire and the shield of contented sighs...
Having no ashes left to lament
Clawing at the sun makes for burned fingertips
And the roasted eyes of ardor tend to sag
Magic's masterpiece has brought forth no answers
Only more questions
The inquiry of position,
Absurd- to say the least
Stuck revolving, waxing, waning;
Forced to take the heat
Outshined and underwhelmed
By a vision of beauty, supreme
One riding on the splendor,
Of taxing, continual "need"
Only a star of vehemence
Looking down on others above
Ever slightly holds a short chapter of life,
Before hastily burning it up
Opposing validity written in the heavens,
With celestial words of amour
Armed with fire and the shield of contented sighs...
Having no ashes left to lament
Capital Punishment
A tie,
Bond,
A snare
Entrapped by the loved we share
Unavoidable
Leashed; I'm held back
I'll die in your arms
Perish in rapture
For I am laced in an unorthodox fashion
Coiled,
Kinked,
Tangled
Knot slipping closer to my throat...
Waiving my shame
White flag rising high
A tie,
Bond,
A snare
Entrapped by the loved we share
Unavoidable
Leashed; I'm held back
I'll die in your arms
Perish in rapture
For I am laced in an unorthodox fashion
Coiled,
Kinked,
Tangled
Knot slipping closer to my throat...
Waiving my shame
White flag rising high
Had His Way... Here I LayMy failing heart,
Simply ripped from my chest
A gem atop a bloodied sword
The treasure of a vermin's quest
The sparring tyrant of yesteryear-
Stealing the source of life, his goal
With a mane of withered tongues,
And two eyes black as coal
Powerless to free myself,
From his efforts to slither inside my mind
He infects my every crevice
Slowing my gears to a grind
Plucking away at my features
Conforming me to his mold
Branding me, just like cattle
Worth only the price for which they're sold
Desire, namely to break me
Desperate I have inevitably become
I rise over and over, hastening
My dire design to be numb
Venus, flying overhead
I looked up into her sheen
Serenity began to pollute me
Dulling his last plunge, so keen
Lying flat on the deck of that vessel
I let out a cry utterly troubling
Ignorant of my outburst
Our speed kept on doubling
Mourning approached increasingly
With no savior on which to set my sights
No love with which to be comforted,
On star-filled, moonlit nights
Yes, he had his way with me
A young girl with no strength to protest
Who remembers slapping and filth in spades
As my soul lays to rest
Simply ripped from my chest
A gem atop a bloodied sword
The treasure of a vermin's quest
The sparring tyrant of yesteryear-
Stealing the source of life, his goal
With a mane of withered tongues,
And two eyes black as coal
Powerless to free myself,
From his efforts to slither inside my mind
He infects my every crevice
Slowing my gears to a grind
Plucking away at my features
Conforming me to his mold
Branding me, just like cattle
Worth only the price for which they're sold
Desire, namely to break me
Desperate I have inevitably become
I rise over and over, hastening
My dire design to be numb
Venus, flying overhead
I looked up into her sheen
Serenity began to pollute me
Dulling his last plunge, so keen
Lying flat on the deck of that vessel
I let out a cry utterly troubling
Ignorant of my outburst
Our speed kept on doubling
Mourning approached increasingly
With no savior on which to set my sights
No love with which to be comforted,
On star-filled, moonlit nights
Yes, he had his way with me
A young girl with no strength to protest
Who remembers slapping and filth in spades
As my soul lays to rest
In Mass Mind
Loveliness in the eternal cold
We hold in our hands,
Only for it to dissolve
Wordless and lazy
The flawlessness fading-
Symmetry is gone
Aversion to emotion,
Steadily growing strong
To what degree does purity rise,
Til it boils away to be free?
Leaving hands wet and red with guilt
Just a still-frame from being seen
So, we ball it up;
Throw it at the target of time
For we are tearing and tender
Surrendering to the vertigo of a blizzard
Warmth vanished from the first touch
Subconscious took over the lot
A blemish in the oblivion of spoil
Condemned to the sting of loss
Loveliness in the eternal cold
We hold in our hands,
Only for it to dissolve
Wordless and lazy
The flawlessness fading-
Symmetry is gone
Aversion to emotion,
Steadily growing strong
To what degree does purity rise,
Til it boils away to be free?
Leaving hands wet and red with guilt
Just a still-frame from being seen
So, we ball it up;
Throw it at the target of time
For we are tearing and tender
Surrendering to the vertigo of a blizzard
Warmth vanished from the first touch
Subconscious took over the lot
A blemish in the oblivion of spoil
Condemned to the sting of loss
Personal Depiction
Convicted felon,
Somehow always released
Suffering from a fatal disease
Running and running,
From the past I've set ablaze
Into a future I'll permeate with grace
A blossom in a schoolyard
Trampled by the children of sin
Learning to grow in a light considerably dim
Formidable cruelty from my lips without warning
For I am a siren...
Through this discourse, with hope, I keep climbing
Enchantments and charms--
Those things swiftly fade
Though, I am the one engaging in their game
Abridged by those whom are true
Making me feel conflict of mind
I am common with a heart healing in time
So much more am I,
Than you can now describe
But, even as you look at me that way, I know you will try
Am I the comma, breaking up your words,
That begs you to take a breath?
The "I love you" caught between your lips,
that you haven't spoken yet?
Look upon me,
For I am yours for the taking
Yours for the observation
I am a Miss; the concept of a girl
And here I write the moments of my happiness
The redemption from my woe
Convicted felon,
Somehow always released
Suffering from a fatal disease
Running and running,
From the past I've set ablaze
Into a future I'll permeate with grace
A blossom in a schoolyard
Trampled by the children of sin
Learning to grow in a light considerably dim
Formidable cruelty from my lips without warning
For I am a siren...
Through this discourse, with hope, I keep climbing
Enchantments and charms--
Those things swiftly fade
Though, I am the one engaging in their game
Abridged by those whom are true
Making me feel conflict of mind
I am common with a heart healing in time
So much more am I,
Than you can now describe
But, even as you look at me that way, I know you will try
Am I the comma, breaking up your words,
That begs you to take a breath?
The "I love you" caught between your lips,
that you haven't spoken yet?
Look upon me,
For I am yours for the taking
Yours for the observation
I am a Miss; the concept of a girl
And here I write the moments of my happiness
The redemption from my woe
Disenchanted
This is the end.
There have been many.
This is the finale.
The only one.
You would say goodbye as many times as I let you
Sadly, you're limit was four
And now even if you came crawling back I'd see no one
When you spoke I'd hear, no one
As the music played, I'd dance with... no one
Simply put, you would be the invisible.
The ghost of a past I should have foreseen.
I wasn't scared til I realized,
That you were crossing this field all along
With nothing for me to do but watch you fade;
And off of the horizon fall
The sky is an ugly shade of red
Reminds me of blood
Stings, Pricks
Like the fishing lure stuck in my heart
I keep telling myself I wont say your name
Even when I feel my bones creak,
From the strain of what I'm keeping buried
From the sentiments I sense washing up in the tide
Admittedly, though, it's a bait that works
A crooked smile and a stale tongue of charm
Salve for panic;
Lust for pain
No more will the sea pull me in and tuck me under...
This is a night of no slumber.
There have been many...
This is the end.
There have been many.
This is the finale.
The only one.
You would say goodbye as many times as I let you
Sadly, you're limit was four
And now even if you came crawling back I'd see no one
When you spoke I'd hear, no one
As the music played, I'd dance with... no one
Simply put, you would be the invisible.
The ghost of a past I should have foreseen.
I wasn't scared til I realized,
That you were crossing this field all along
With nothing for me to do but watch you fade;
And off of the horizon fall
The sky is an ugly shade of red
Reminds me of blood
Stings, Pricks
Like the fishing lure stuck in my heart
I keep telling myself I wont say your name
Even when I feel my bones creak,
From the strain of what I'm keeping buried
From the sentiments I sense washing up in the tide
Admittedly, though, it's a bait that works
A crooked smile and a stale tongue of charm
Salve for panic;
Lust for pain
No more will the sea pull me in and tuck me under...
This is a night of no slumber.
There have been many...
I Am the Darkness
Circumstances left unchanged
To view the wax & wane
And seasons names,
Cursing the desparation of the blood running course through my veins
Continually the consequence of someone else's freedom,
The momentary wonderment of a tease,
By those who lead me,
Day & night reveal me
Prohibiting execution,
Exact movements measured
It comes between my god and I,
Who knows my heart's endeavors
By negligence & aimless lust ,
No wise man may be beguiled
Gilded by branding scars,
Adorned with a tantalizing smile
Rebellion rises to my ear
Ridding me of vigilence
Condemned to the grave of tenacity
Motility's pursuit worth while
With one last crushing step,
The wiles of fantasy I shall expose
Deceptive lies bred from infancy,
Surely cannot escape the blow
I am the darkness,
Feeding on light
A silhouette of Miriam
Burning bright with mortality
Circumstances left unchanged
To view the wax & wane
And seasons names,
Cursing the desparation of the blood running course through my veins
Continually the consequence of someone else's freedom,
The momentary wonderment of a tease,
By those who lead me,
Day & night reveal me
Prohibiting execution,
Exact movements measured
It comes between my god and I,
Who knows my heart's endeavors
By negligence & aimless lust ,
No wise man may be beguiled
Gilded by branding scars,
Adorned with a tantalizing smile
Rebellion rises to my ear
Ridding me of vigilence
Condemned to the grave of tenacity
Motility's pursuit worth while
With one last crushing step,
The wiles of fantasy I shall expose
Deceptive lies bred from infancy,
Surely cannot escape the blow
I am the darkness,
Feeding on light
A silhouette of Miriam
Burning bright with mortality