Stalker


I know she’s bad for me
That she’ll bring me nothing but pain.
But I want to be adored.
Have someone wild for me,
Just for a little while.

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Addictions

I sit on the floor surrounded
By the detritus of my life.
Laughing my ass off
As I dissolve into tears.

Writing in a journal
Of all my secret fears.
Adding to the growing list
Of my evils, my mortal foes.

Counting off all my disasters
’til I run out of fingers and toes.
Building a fortress composed
Out of scars and excuses.

Frozen within memory, praying
To the god of petty abuses.
I sit on the floor surrounded
By the detritus of my life.

Juggling the future with
All the needles and the knife.
Laughing my ass off
As I dissolve into tears.

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Landmark

You hug my shoreline,
Waves gently lapping my soul
Until I give in.

Waters rushing over me
I suffer deluge’s touch.

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As Fatal As the Night

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When it comes to leaving
I’m like the tide
Full of good intentions
But returning by and by.

When it comes to changing
I’m like the butterfly
Finally finding a form I like
Only to give it up and die.

When it comes to emotions
I’m as fickle as a kite
Battling the demon wind
Only to lose the fight.

I’m as seductive as the shadows
Dispersed by the liar’s shine.
Illuminated by the truth wishing
That everything will work out fine.

When it comes to hoping
I’m like the pain
That makes it feel like I’m dying
When I get caught out in the rain.

When it comes to trying
I’m like the stone
Unmoved by storms and snows
But dreaming of a home.

When it comes to shadows
I’m like the night,
Full of unseen terrors
Hiding from the light.

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Relic

Someday I will remember everything,
But until that day I will try to forget.
I will try to make the memory of your face
Disappear from the forefront of my mind.
Your image will no longer haunt my every waking moment.

I will force you to consist of only shadow and mists.
I will consign you to the sleepless hours, night terrors
And those unsatisfactory fragments of dreams.
I will take the mementos of our life together
And burn them within the bonfire of my soul.

Yet before they bury these fragile bones
Before the end of this unhappy season
I will remember everything.
Because you’ll always be the pulse
Beating within this remnant of a heart.

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Aeromancy

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Sweet jasmine blossom
falls gently to the cold ground,
A fortune teller
Of the winter snows that will
Follow in its footsteps, soon.

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Keeping Faith

photo credit: Fan.D & Dav.C Photgraphy The stars are best seen in the darkest moments. via photopin (license)

Reach out, touch the chill void –
Holding out and hoping
For some kind of sign.
That will stop me from falling
Further into the dark
Between the future and the past.

To the place where the silence hesitates
And all my misdemeanours wait
For memory to recall.
For the sins and sacraments
Of my fragile belief in this reality
To begin again, to believe in me.

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