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Tuesday, July 31, 2012

Anonymous


Anonymous

Anonymous faces keep life the same
And keep the soul and mind more sane
Knowing none makes the self unique
And rids the heart of all that’s weak
Others make the mind think thoughts
And offer hope that make the heart go soft
Offering life that seems more bright
Which lengthens shadows beneath their light
Dragging smiles from uncracked eyes
And clearing clouds from the high blue skies
Makes a world of rust and lime
It’s just hidden beneath a velvet shine.
Whereupon when resting in peace
And unexpected, the torrent unleashed.
So stay the same and remain alone
For without the heart you shall not moan
Life will ease as you let time unfold
And given space you’ll soon grow old
Death will come a welcome release
And only then can you find true peace.

Warrior Princess

Hell in a Heartbeat


Hell in a Heartbeat

The dark cold wind rots my soul;
A steady beat I can nay control,
It blows slow and strong from deep within,
Howling out through eyes so dim,
Blackening beasts and all I see,
Ripping life from all I breathe.
I clutch the beat of a heart long dead,
Scattering ashes of death instead,
Grey and dull they choke the skies,
Blinding hot they burn my eyes,
Beat around the world they flow,
To the depths of hell my soul they throw.
A long closed throat that fails to feed,
Air itself would make it bleed,
The twists and turns as life seeps out,
Tightly muting all I shout,
Ever repressed and held within,
The death of life lets love begin.

Warrior Princess

Wednesday, July 4, 2012

Twatitis...AKA Verbal Constipation


Twatitis...AKA Verbal Constipation

My tongues in a mess and I really can’t talk
It’s taking all of my brain power just to remember to walk
I can’t hear what you’re saying, it’s all just a ramble
And I so respond, with the words I just gamble
I hope for the best and that I’m not a total tool
But I know for a fact that I sound like a fool
I hear as you laugh, the mirth in your voice
As I run from the room, it’s not even a choice
I can’t even breath all I can hear is the thunder
As the blood through my brain is running asunder
If only the ground would swallow me whole
But I doubt even that, would offer me console

Warrior Princess