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Pine tree halo, needle glare.
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I dress in blue
and long for the sky.
by bedazzled
40 lines, 6 comments,
on Sep 23 2:53 AM 2008. In Hope
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These shreds of heart shouldn't push a pulse
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Blank sheets that smother
gasping breaths.
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I don't need you
and your hypocritical words,
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A bloody carpet underfoot,a haemorrhage somewhere inside,here comes winter again.
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I wear a dress
of rusty nails,
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I am velcro
against your blanket
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Icy zigzags
down my back,
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I don't know how to be whole,
to be put together,
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Let you ink black words upon my heart,
you've had me in binds from the start,
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I'm inanimate in the silence,
wondering how to break the vice
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Standing on the razor edge
everywhere I look
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I am muted, there's no volume in the blank light of pretend for to speak would be to bleed without your tourniquet.
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I can see you. Every grain of detail, those changes like a lightswitch being flicked.
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I can feel all the silence
pushing on my skin
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I wish I could run from the words in my head,
gasping for air, for the things that we've said,
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Tarnished with the bitterness
at these chains of restraint,
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I tiptoe over fallen obstacles
with grey eyes like concrete swimming pools,
inhaling poison on the breeze sighing
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Would you hide behind the walls of fear,
fixated in place by guilt,
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Well, I am painting words upon a canvas
that is not quite blank.
I am wandering amongst cemented footsteps
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Muted light smoothes over us, / the curtains standing guard. / It’s all there: / everything, / written in your eyes… / Bold words that flash / with every blink
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I can’t press rewind, / can’t change my mind, / time has already spoken. / The shadows won’t tell, / won’t break this spell, / I can’t fix what is broken. / I boxed my hea
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I could fight this wall but it’s cemented with time / and as I run up to jump over - it grows. / I could hide from this cold but it’s not my design / and as I gather a blanket - it snows. / I don’t want to face t
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I’m only a remainder, whatever’s left / after repressing every part of me / that’s you. / This scene is muted / for to speak would be to fall / back into your arms. / I don’t balance blame / but I’m not saying
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Red zigzags hidden away, / Another grey sky, another day, / Can you tell me when to open my eyes? / Now there’s no one else to blame, / Another hole ripped out from my name, / And really, is it such a surprise?
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I know you’ll close your eyes, / thinking the blankness will numb the pain. / When are you going to learn / that pain’s a shadow? / I’ll bl
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Just stop. / Snap frozen in a new realm / where snowflakes whirl / but tears won’t freeze. / Where pulses shudder / at different eyes / and
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I can understand but I don’t want to know, / It’s so hard when you find you have to let go, / And goodbye always comes after hello, just wa
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Could you teach me how to unravel these threads of guilt that strangle? / I’m sure,/ if I asked you, / you’d stop the rain. / Everything, /
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Black moons and lost reflections, / finished wicks and shattered glass. / Directions tangled through carpeted thoughts. / Didn’t we say… / Tumbled beads and broken string, / worn matte and stretched too far.
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I used to hide from the storms / in the warmth of your arms, / knowing no matter what / I’d have you to hold. / But the sky keeps changing, / the words rearranging / and when I’m with you now / I keep getting co
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White paper and black ink... / It was contrast that pushed / at the bullets between us, / it was contradiction that corroded / at the edges of time. / Magnified was the doorframe, / amplified were the voices
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