Saturday, September 24, 2016

Internal

I am collapsing
Internally my organs are bursting
When nerves consume my intestines
My immune system weakens
Constantly sick
Sick to my stomach
Turmoil within
Creating short wind
The trouble of moving
Or even getting up
My bones crack and shake
Movings too tough
The chills take me over
The layers add on
Not wanting to eat
Spread out like butchered meat
Closing my eyes 
I feel pure paradise
As if my dreams are better than real life
As days end
The sun always rises
Maybe this feeling
Will soon capsize 


Friday, September 23, 2016

Dark Heart

You stabbed me
Straight in the heart
The bloody residue
All over the walls
I stand there and stare 
Looking in the mirror
Wondering if that hole is really there
The red pulsing organ 
Moving and flailing on the ground below
The blood pouring out the vessels
Looks so much like snow
Never have I wondered 
If the feeling is true
Its hard to catch my breath
Not because of you
I still can't believe 
My vulnerability 
The way my body opened up to you
Armor off
All brand new
What happened with that
The feelings took over
But then just like that
The blade went straight in
Clean incision 
The cardiologist's are proud
Another example of love gone bad
Now another heart to examine
Be passed around
The massacre just happened
Why is it that I feel this tragedy
But I can still stand above it
Looking down 
Watching my own heart beat
Without any emotion
I feel nothing 
In the sense of a heart
The place it existed
Just went dark

Friday, July 29, 2016

Time

Sitting in a hammock
Thinking of time
Time in which my body didn't have these wrinkles
Time in which my past wasn't a black cloud
Time
Time passes everyone by
It doesn't wait for you
It doesn't care if you need a little longer
It keeps going
Solely aware of its own self
It isn't aware that you need to get up for work
It isn't aware that you need to go to sleep
It just rolls along
Never skipping a beat
Never forgetting to get the sun up
Or put the moon down for rest
It has aged me in ways I wish to remember
It has aged me in ways I wish to forget
I will always love my sweet time
It will be the one thing I let slip between my fingertips each day
The one thing I can never make up
Where does time go
I want to play