the curve of my daisy

grasping my neck with your invisible hold,
you walk away – forcing me to watch it unfold,
paralyzed – while your teeth begin to dig deeper,
sinking into the ground as I call you my reaper.
The degradation of one’s heart,
leads me to writing poetry in the dark,
wishing for the end – as I fall to the floor,
discovering death is not serene – its a rapping at the door.
Monstrous fancies and misshapen dreams,
love and passion are nothing but short-lived extremes,
our moment in the sun came at a devastating cost,
realizing the brutality of a love now and forever lost

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Everlasting Permanence

 

You were the one that saved me from complacency,
revised the tide of an everlasting insurgency,
you gave me the hope which all should aspire,
to lose you now – dooms me to a life much more dire.

As I would take – you would give,
when you would love – I would live,
there was nothing your presence could misgive.

Now – without you – my life – I attempt – to retake,
but how – when I envision you – all I do it ache?

Forced to walk this path alone,
all I think of is you – through this journey of the unknown,
no more regard for my own well-being,
wonder if there’s more to you I will be seeing

Perception

Preach to the scene,
take a snap,
insurance – ensuring your humanity’s intact,
are you truly at peace – if everything is on screen?
Privacy of the day,
equals – conveying everything to be relayed,
you are not yourself,
you are the puppet – with strings leading into an Insta frame.
A stolen moment,
and you choose to create an opponent,
not within yourself but to those who choose to scroll it.
This happiness is yours,
but you allow to share,
prying eyes,
creates nothing but a moment lasting nowhere

Consumption

My heart is a singular thing,
fortifying its purpose,
consuming all beneath the surface,
discovering if this life is more than just a fling.
No control in what this heart brings,
allowing all hurt between its seems,
great love or great fear,
no control – absorbing all into its fragile sphere.
I take your hurt and make it my own,
the curse of this heart I gladly invoke,
my heart – the bringer,
my mind – following its procedure,
my journey contorted into this sentimental creature

Wilted

Over the horizon,
I see the life I hope to come alive in,
if it truly gets darkest before dawn,
what transformation will I have undergone?
Plucking a flower to admire its beauty,
it stuns then dies as its destined duty,
leave it where it may and it’ll live until gray,
selfish to assume that with you it must stay.
The latter occurred that led you withered from view,
sobbing as you left my front door,
you said with tears – I thought you ignored,
I loved you, too

Dial Tone

Listen on the rain,
last words you said to me,
this before you led me to decay.
Tears stream down my face,
you hung up – leaving me in disgrace,
daunting final words dwell in deafening ears,
your voice left me swallowed in all my fears.
Broken pieces of my heart,
left in shambles without my counterpart,
she was the one keeping me together,
now without her I’ve lost – my reason – my treasure

Wake up!!!

Work, eat, sleep, repeat,
work, eat, sleep, repeat,
this is the formula to your impending defeat.

It’s no grand mystery to this lifelong servitude,
we are bred into believing this is all we must do,
to skim across time as this must be our only attitude.

Fuck this mass production of a deepening narcosis,
leaving each other at arms length is a state of residual hypnosis,
shock your mind into becoming an individual,
connected we must become against these waves of the tyrannical

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