Someplace Unfamiliar
Someplace unfamiliar
with every step.
I move further from this earth.
This being ive become.
clouds once looming over head,
now just a haze someplace below.
That place.
One I never knew and will never know.
Could never know.
With every wish Ive held my breath.
let down.
Im running out, t
urning blue as that very color fades from it.
Those calming words you spoke to me.
That calming voice,
bringing sanity.
as there once was…
again nothing will be.
Prolonging pain.
Inducing change.
a short glimpse at clarity.
The night provides the day.
fire, the beauty of the flame.
And the ashes,
the perfect place,
a clean slate.
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I'm not human. I'm animal. Less in your world than mine.
Forever and always AKB
I use to watch you as you slept.
I love your lips. soft… pink… warm…
ever so slightly parted, delicate.
id listen to your breath. every breath.
you were so peacfull.
and the soft contours of your body.
dim morning light through the window.
shades of blue and grey.
chest rising just to fall so smoothly down.
your naked body half coverd by sheets.
sheets that couldnt cover you if they wanted to.
my hands on your throught, you liked that.
That look in your eyes. you knew Id never hurt you.
youd inhale with a gasp a pleasure when I got it right.
Everything was always right. everything… right?
Now I know it will be. I know youll never leave.
a gentle thrust, a warm wet gush.
your life no more than a crimson river.
Down your chest, onto the floor.
everything you ever were is mine.
your lips part. and that look in your eyes.
pure. nothing. hopeless. love and everything.
the same as on the side of the road that drunken night.
cold steel, tender flesh. surrender to nothingness.
Youll always be my first and last.
My one and only. your love was mine.
and my life was yours.
Ill hold you in my arms. love you till your gone.
I never lied.
I can still taste you on my lips.
cold and crimson… our last kiss.
something is missing.
I looked in the mirror today. There was a stranger standing there, with familiar bone structure. I almost recognized him. He waved. He didnt say whether it was a hello or good bye. I wasnt sure. He wouldnt make eye contact, though I was looking right at him. I dont think he was from around here. He felt as though he belonged to another galaxy. There was nothing I could do. I turned… and walked away. No matter where you go, you take yourself with you. and I closed the door. and no one has heard from me since.
1 Truth
the voice is an actor, and the eyes... they can hide. but the heart is honest. we can feel it inside. it feels for all things, all things that we do. all things that we feel can only be true. true cause you felt it, nobody but you. ashamed or embarrassed. its all kept inside.Just to ourselves, to ourselves we cant lie. no matter how hard. and oh how hard we can try. we only know truth in its feeling . no need for words. no room for lies. ...Just love. If you know what that means youll have tears in your eyes. and it beats and it beats and it beats till it dies.
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Coming and Going
we’re alone. all by our selves in this unfair world no one cares. what we do or where we go so why should we? anger burning it comes and numbing it goes. its nothing new to us. driving down these one way roads no one told us where to go and i think this map we have is too old. all we can do now is hope. all alone. our faces blend into the crowd I guess no one hears us when we speak aloud. so why should we? love burning it comes and numbing it goes its nothing new to us. driving down these one way roads it doesnt matter where we go and I think this plan we had was old. all we do now is hope
highway dreams.
top down, Your long brown hair whipping behind you. v8 roaring down the highway. American muscle. no one around. Just you and the night. living day by day, mile by mile. wind in our hair. only stop moving long enough to fuck on the back seat. maybe the hood. cold nights we cling tight. no obligations. no destinations. no love. just life. just passion. Just freedom just the blood in our veins. Places we've never been. Things we''d never see. vacant of anything that might be construed as "our old lives" a free spirit and a broken heart, a filthy world. the smell of exhaust and leather and sex. we'll make our money as we can here or there. thrills around every corner. your next step might be your last. life and death in constant feud. the wild west, land pirates. drifters. So many names thatll never do justice. what are we runing away from? or are we running forward? Running at all? When things get too heavy we'll quiet eachothers mouths with our tounge. always longing but never for too long. we'll push it down. itll creep back up down the road.to suffer is to be holy. to be free is to be lonely. to understand is to expierience. Im sure we'll part just as we came. no warning no hello, no good bye. Theres no end to this story. There must be something to fill that void. theres only one way to find out. come on... lets go for a ride.
