Accident-prone yet bulletproof, resilience courses through my veins. After plucking out the shrapnel from my own Hell-Bent self-destruction, all I was left with was me. Through embracing my darkness, I found the light. Here lie a sordid collection of POETRY, PROSE, AND REFLECTIONS on the traumas & triumphs along the way.
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
Earth Angel.
Take a Bow.
Fall.
The Streets are on Fire.
Star.
Antiseptic.
Vagabond.
Hollow.
Revival.
Runaway Love.
Love's Elite.
Dervish.
I am especially demure. However, I will remain mature to ensure. That my vision is blurred, and my heartbeat races. And that I still only sense you, in crowded places. I am still getting lost in your embraces. You will be the one my heart chases.
The Story of Us.
Awakening.
Love's Fool.
Untitled V.
You nourished me and fed me, yet I still hid my sword. It pierced me with its deceit, its sharp conceit. Its hardness aligned with its streets of concrete. II have abandoned my belief that I will be saved, Highly ashamed of the ways I have behaved. We have drifted apart, no longer moving as one. I weep for my dignity; once again it’s been outdone
Body & Soul.
Untitled IV.
My sorrows have taken flight and my fears have disappeared. I have seen so much pain, but for you I solely shed joy's tears. I have not much to offer, but a promise to your soul. Now that I have found you, together we'll grow old. My arms will give you shelter, they will never fail to console. I will always love you, for my heart your eyes have stole.
Hopelessness Prevails.
A Thousand Splendid Suns.
An Ode to Lost Love.
Sleep Deprived.
Untitled III.
Untitled II.
Untitled.
A true display of valiance as our hearts binded, creating an alliance,
and all of your effulgence has brought about a radiance, that lights up my skies.
For lack of a better word, I am now hypnotized.
What do I need of these fools who can not see, how do I show you all you mean to me?
The beauty I sought is now present in your eyes; tangible and real, nobody else has ever made me feel, all that you do.
Love seemed like an emotion I had only experienced secondhand, now I've finally found what my heart desired - and all who conspired, now cower in shame.
I'm inside your clutch, always longing for your touch as I'm no longer afraid. I now see all the love I give is being returned to me.
Separation Anxiety.
had started to subside,
caught up in memories of a love
you were unable to provide.
The light in my eyes flickered,
and went out without a fight,
causing me to self-destruct;
how do I survive devoid of sight?
My blackened heart refuses
to pick up and resume.
The guilt you've burdened
me with continues to consume
the remnants of my sanity,
refused to spare my dignity.
Swallowed in a sea of pity,
taught a lesson in humility.
Many years had passed;
assumed I had regained control;
seemed like it'd been so long
since I'd been granted parole.
Not a promise, or a lesson;
just a disdainful release.
Content for the longest time,
I thought I was at peace.
Yet, you've returned, once again,
to wreak havoc on my soul.
Falling apart, scattered in pieces.
Broken again, love has paid its toll
on my life devastated,
by the knife you concealed in your spine,
and because of your endless torment.
Our bodies have separated; no longer entwined.