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Mother TongueGross gossamer gossip
flutters in on wings of gold;
gusts of narcotic glitter
nauseate eyes, ears and nose:
stuttering sweatshop slutwhore,
liar--fry her: tell us more
Traverse twisted truths
in a labyrinth of locks
penetrating air of mocks
Breathe bitter broken glass
swallow synthetic secrets
fall to the floor;
sleep and speak a fool's feel test
A stark mark on floodplain
river bed, scribbled, smeared--
shifts, sifts through silt;
salty Nile of blood and tears
Bittersweet SymphonyI hear it in the distanceBeautiful to my earsTorture to my heartHeightening my fearsFor what lies ahead on this journeyI hear the bittersweet symphonyThe soft notes painted in the back of my mindBleeding into the crevices of my thoughtsFogging my vision of the futureLeaving my heart in distraughtNot yet knowing harmonyJust hearing the bittersweet symphonyFeeling the melody reach nearerWith each breath I takeThe music creating lyrics on my tongueForming emotions I cannot shakeInsecurity, hope, jealousy, love?Not wanting to be just a fantasyStill I hear the bittersweet symphonyI turn to you for helpBut you do not hear itYou're thousands of miles awayOblivious to the bittersweet symphony that is haunti
Island Above the Sea i don't need your saving devices,
i'm fine, you see, i'm defined by
the brand of slants you call words
- a name
so you can keep me close;
a barcode to identify me.
"who are you today?"
my head is split, maybe open,
but i'm hoping that you can fix it
since this world became
where trends turn into
floods of addiction.
intoxicate me with your tidal
fluids - i can drown in this
liquid riddle of hateful
my body is infected by the septic
you planted in me.
transplanted tides rush through my mind
turning timed thoughts to mush.
'why am i falling in this ocean?