isolation
Lay Me Bare
There's something in the moon tonight. I feel it in the air. The dew is shining bright tonight. I notice something there. In the distance people sleep tonight. My mind is never scared. The shadows are my friends tonight. Alone in the dark I stare. Under street lamps I stand alone tonight. Cool wind blowing through my hair. Over here the secrets lay tonight. Leave me, they won't dare. My thoughts paint the trees tonight. They stand tall and fair. Cement below my feet tonight. These streets, they lay me bare.
i used to think
I used to think no one like me
a forest of a single tree
i stood alone head held high
thinking truly they know why
In my mind they was confusion
i was under an illusion
untill after much debate
i had to go back and translate
Everything again all anew
angles seemingly all askew
I had glimpsted me through your eyes
and oh boy! was i surprized
So thank you for prooving me wrong
a delusion of pain i had for so long
it only took just that one soul
to take a wreck and make them whole.
To be embraced
To be embraced
By jfarrell
To be embraced…
For another’s arms to envelope me,
Hold me close,
Hold me tight;
To feel another’s warmth;
Not just the physical closeness, the physical heat;
But… the acceptance..
People wanting to hug me.
And I so want be hugged;
I dare not….
What if people knew how desperately I wanted that…
How vulnerable, open to attack and mocking, would that make me?
In 3 hours I will be 50….
These past 49 years
Been severely lacking in embraces, hugs and all human contact…
Fingers crossed, they’re all saved up and coming my way now.
Otherwise…
What point is there?
To Paddle One's Canoe Over Still Waters (A Poem About Fictitious Love Stories)
To Paddle One's Canoe Over Still Waters
Seeming storylines are child's play
Appearing to you like 'tis
something funny
Out of our little trembling political
situation
If only stars are the silent majority
They must twinkle—endlessly, without a noise
No matter how far we are,
theoretically
The light year spanned space-time
to have brought
me to you
—wondering, now, if vice versa is
also
true
In a sense of delight that had made
young lovers swoon
'Tis a mother's loving caress to a
newborn
A perfect love of Astrological
compatibility
And forever they will
choose to share lovingkindness
—to each other & for others.
—
As well.
You Give In
It happens when
you're all alone....
No one answering your calls
No one answering your texts
No one there for you...
That's when you look over,
and you see your blade.
That faithful friend...
That friend who's always there
when no one else is around.
That friend that
can bring you comfort,
bring you freedom,
make you....
alive.
You don't dare
tell others that
this is how you feel...
That, even though it's wrong,
you actually....
enjoy the blade.
You keep that inside,
it's your little secret.
You slowly reach out,
knowing you shouldn't
but you're done resisting,
and ready for that comfort.
So that's when you
go ahead,
you hold it in your hand,
feeling the familiarity of it.
You place it to your skin,
you press it down,
you pull on it,
you drag it across your skin.
You give in and let it win.
You cut.....
You give in.
These Walls
Above
It is dark.
The old ones groan pierces the silence as his back is bent.
I knew he would, I could have expected this.
He surprised me although he didn’t.
A door opens.
The faint light of a single candle shines upon a grinning face.
I deny it, knowing that I know he knows.
It hurt, although it didn’t.
To deny the father
"I am your god...your father...I came from heaven to create you in my image, to bring light to this world!"
"He lies...you are aboninations...brought back from death to serve an unholy purpose, to exist as slaves, nothing more...no man under heaven was meant to wake from the grave, and he is no god!"
The right to play creator
"What manner of experiments are these...these are abominations, you don't have the right to play God!"
"I am God."