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Killing me softly 

 
 I never meant 

To hurt the princess
If anything 
I wanted to protect. 
How can you save 
Someone from your self 
Other than to subtract 
Yourself from said concept?
I’m far too selfish
For that,
In which this jagged pill
Is hard to swallow & accept. 
I reek my Havok in silence 
While fighting the wrongs 
exposed 
Until there’re all correct. 
But it seems like
We’ve come a little too far
And thus
We’re at a disconnect. 
Know 
that I love you,
My disease or sorrow 
I never meant to infect…

Bad timing

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To breathe…
(Just) to be…
I AM sure
That is all,
She is wanting…
But me…
Oh
selfish me…
Craves to keep her,
For me
& only
ME!…
Not in a cage,
But
More than likely
A very elegant leash…
My hands
Would never dare pull
Without her permission,
Since I prefer
To control
Not physically,
But mentally…
So
To be,
Speaking
Completely
And
Honestly…
I yearn
Like an innocent youth
With all of my might,
& All of my soul
Whole
heartedly…
To have it be,
Just her
and me.
Constantly,
Wrapped in one another
Deeply
Heavily breathing…
Unfortunately.
She’s been a slave
Far before
I started lusting
For her
So
passionately…
No matter
How badly
I would give
For she,
Only
Wishes,
To be
Free…

Mood Lighting

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There is
a light
That shines,
And
iT’s meant
To guide you,
& me…

At best,
iT causes
Us to fight,
Because
we can’t believe
What iT is
That
the other,
Can see…

I can’t rest
If iT’s too
bright,
What is iT
About the darkness,
That just
Allows me to be?…

I’d offer
My hand,
To have & to hold
with
All my might,
But at this time
My dear,
I’m not ready to leave…

That awkward silence

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Torn
From what,
“The word” states
And what,
I AM…

To be gentle
Is wise,
And yet
I have
Aggressively
Anxious
Hands…

I don’t want
To be a fool,
What i do
I create
A need to have…

So out of necessity
I hide away
I hope
You understand.

A monsters ransom

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-iT
Doesn’t care,
iT
Wants
To Be lost
In iT self…

-with all iTs distractions
Peripheral visions
Collideoscope
The heart felt….

+ diluting
All that’s around
iT
Can’t comprehend
The ágape…

+ so iT
Crashes
Head on
In hopes
iT’s purpose
Properly translates…

– push
stampedes
To shove,
When the blind
Brush along the walls.

-Occasionally
Bursting off the ceiling
When
There’s nothing left
to stand on…

+Offense
Shouldn’t be taken,
For that in which
You know not
There of.

+sadness
The constant passenger,
iT
Continues to love…

Hungry Hungry Hugger

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More please.

More please.

Forgive
The annoyance
But I feel
right at home
When my heart
Feels The drum
Of another/similar Heart beat…

More please.

More please.

tantalizing
Is the power
Of your attention,
For It gives me
that boost,
I can only equate
To my favorite morning coffee…

More please.

More please.

I want,
I crave,
I need,
And if I can’t
Have
Then I ask
you cut me off swiftly…

Those who cling
Beg for more.

And I do so
Shamelessly.

Sour Grapes of the lonely

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I’d be lying
If I said;
Tonight I’ve
Only had
One sip…

Lying
Among the many things,
That pour out
From my
Curved lips…

Bitter
Inquisitions
Can wait
With rich tastes,
As sweet as this…

Now drunk
With
Eager “love”,
I demand an
Aggressive kiss…

But With no one
Around,
I laugh out loud
And just,
Hiss…