I Wandered Into The Purple Mist

The words rattle

In my mind

Like chains

But somehow

They are

Freeing.

They sing a

Silent song

To me

Like whispers in

The autumn

And they are

More beautiful

Than the words

Could ever say

A rumble in the fog

Tells me I am not alone.

Quickened breaths

Faster steps

I try to flee

What stalks me in the dark

But when the fog clears

I see an empty field

Where the weeds have grown

Unkempt

And i wonder how i am meant

To trust others

When i can barely trust

Myself

Bye, Deciever

Listen close

Carefully

I have to say something

But you wont want to hear it

Anymore than i want to say it.

I want to be more

Than you will let me be.

So please

Give me time

This time

Wait- are you listening?

This is what i mean

I need you to understand

I need you to see

I am small,

You've made me this way

I am meant to be invincible

But you got in the way.

I know you've been hur- are you joking?

This is my point!

You ignore me

You restrain me

Then you slaughter my pride.

Do you understa- LISTEN!

It takes more courage

Then i have to say this

But i will

Because i must

So if you ever loved me

Listen now

To my final words

That is, for you

Goodbye

Maybe Icarus had the right idea

That it's okay to burn

For temporary bliss

All I need is a kiss

Cause we're already a match

And I'm soaked to the bone

With kerosene

Thoughts on Beauty #5

Have you ever stopped to understand words?

There is so much that is beautiful about language. In every piece of writing, there is emotion. There is nothing more human than the love, hate, greed, forgiveness, sadness, and joy that is in every word you read. We can therefore know that words are in fact beautiful, not just becuause of their own complexity, but also because of the complexity of human nature which they express

Everyone loves the fall, it seems

But nobody ever thinks

About the tragedy befalls

Every fallen leaf

Their blood has been sucked out of them

Like a vampire with it's prey

And their bodies tumble helplessly

Like rain on a chilly day

And that crunching noise you love so much

When you tread upon the leaves?

You're stomping on their skeletons

And crushing skulls beneath your feet.

You can only know

The phoenix

From the ash

It leaves behind

Being with you

I felt human agin

But in that moment

There was foreign blood

Pumping in my veins

So I scream out

Feeling raw inside

“I deserve to be loved!”

And listen for the echo

To return from the empty 

So it can remind me

That I am

Alone

Thoughts on Love #11

You were a silent storm. Looming until finally you broke and I was washed out by downpours and blinded by lightning. Although it wasn't the thunder that rocked my world, only when I reached the eye of the storm did I see the peace and stillness of your true self- the one that I fell in love with. That was the part that shook my world, creating a new storm inside myself

Let me stain your face

With kisses

And your heart with my love

So that my color

Will blend with yours

To become a painted sky