Gotta Break the Cycle

Just when I thought I was over you,
you jump up, grab me, and pull me back under.
It is here I will die, in this shallow hole carved
into your heart.

The Greatest Treasure

Back to black
stars explode
here in the ocean it's all I see
suspended in time
defying gravity
the stars have come out to play with me
Light my world for a while
take up all this empty space
that divides our world in two
invisible yet compelling.
A force to be wreckened with
the barrier between reality
and me
nails rake back and forth
my hands will find a gap and tear it open.
To overflow with light
would be the greatest treasure in the world.

Heads Will Roll

Sleeping glacier sunrise
height of light
glitter coats the mouth
of the dormant demon
laying down horizon
swallowing shadows
spiting up sky

Scattered Shelves

In my abandonment I realized some not so pleasant truths.
The fish I was staring at will probably die within a week,
and the gears in my mind were about to shatter. A million
and one thoughts raced through my head, each making me more
vulnerable than the last, so soon I was unable to hide from
them. Eventually I was overwhelmed by these emotions and forced
to succomb. A wave of rage and torment flooded the fissures in
my body and misery blinded me. I was no longer in control, my
own emotions were getting the best of me.

It came to my attention that I was holding a bag of tiny
chocolate morsels in each hand, how they got there I didn't know,
but I had the sudden urge to rip them open and scatter their contents across the floor.

In my mind I could see the scene unfold, the people in the isle
would probably stare and me and give me dirty looks, or perhaps
yell at me. I would probably have to pay for the bags, and worst
case scenario security would come and stomp my actions out.

At that moment in time I wanted to take my arms or maybe a broom,
and sweep every single can in the isle off the shelves.
Plick! Plank! Plunk!
The cans hit the floor.
Some exploded, some tripped people, and some bounced into carts.
Cans were everywhere, but I didn't stop there.
I continued to do the same with the next isle and the next.
By now, people were freaking out, and I was sure I'd make headlines.
I could see it now "Pyscho Girl Rages in Wal-Mart" across the
top of every newspaper. Videos of this episode will be leaked
onto youtube, and everyone that knows me would point me out
saying, 'Hey I know that girl!'" Imagine the riot that would
start though, if I managed to push the actual shelves over.
A domino affect would be created, and soon everything the store
had to offer would be left in ruins.


These thoughts amused me, but of course this never happened,
and will never happen.

Of the Hoard

when I find the words I will start this...

Cackle and Vines

the twilight dawn,
the castle steeps,

to be continued...

The Vomitting Revolver

sigh
sweaty palms
feeling of calm
know what you gotta do.
pick it up.

click
click
click
...
click...

anticipation..

clickclickclick

nervous, on edge
sweat drips off your face
...



bang.
nothing.


to be revised

Plunge

The water tenses up my muscles,
my teeth are sent chattering.
Struggling,
flailing,
failing.
I try to keep a float.
The current is raging, it pulls me under.
Too long I have been caught in this spin cycle.
I break the surface.
Water cuts into my throught and fills my lungs.
Now I'm choking, and the water is stinging my eyes.
Cold has made my body numb, feeling has become a thing of the past.
A hand pushes me under and holds me there,
presses me against the murky muddy bottom,
waiting for me to relent, until the time for a normal person
to drown laspes.
It retreat.

I wash up on shore downriver.
My breath returns, and along with it, my strength.
Mobile I become, traveling away from the sandy banks and torrenting currents.
It will take more than that to get rid of me.

Pull Me Apart

pull me apart
cut me in two
divide me in half
you know you want too

It will make you feel good
it will make you feel grand
to squash me like bugs
underneath your hand

go on, you can do it
you're almost there
hesitate, you won't
because you never did care

try it, don't deny it
it's more fun than it sounds,
there is nothing like taking
an old friend down.

Cracked

Traces of pain are stained in spiderwebs across my face.
I don't know why you did it... Or how you could forget.
I don't know how it happened... Or why you lied to me.
I know this was not your intention, but you were careless.
Careless enough to cause me to drown
in this swamping fathomless ocean of tears.

The Hungry-eyed Beast Song

Chains chains chains
They tie me down
(they tie me down)
Down on the ground
(down on the ground)
Down to the ground
(down to the ground)
And I writh and I pull and I knaw at
These shackles.
Oh, these burdening shackles...
Inanattempt to be free-ED.
To be able to taste the sea and smell the flowers
and touch the sky and hear the birds sing
and watch the world revolve around me.....
But they won't budge
(but they won't budge)
Oh no they won't budge... 

We Looked Like Giants

I bet we looked like giants,
to those from far away.
So big and so mighty,
we blocked out the sun.
The shadows we cast were endless,
enveloping everything in their path.
The sky rolled off our shoulders,
the clouds bounced from our skin.
Up here we were untouchable,
made of stone,
we were invincible.

It's About Time

For 5 hours last night,
I finally suceeded in casting off all my worries and doubts.