Tag Archive: Soul

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Sometimes I feel                            

if I could just bleed,                          

It would take away this hurt                        

this need,                                    

Life is a bunch                                      

of tiny thread,                                

And when they all break                        

you end up dead,                    

Choosing the way                                    

with so many mistakes,                              

I push and push                            

until it all breaks,                                        

Holding the knife                                

against my skin,                                

Then the pain slips out                      

and I’m better within,                                    

Lying on a towel                                

on the floor,                                    

I gaze at the window I                                            

see outside the door,                            

The pain makes me realize                                          

this is me I’m real,                                              

And gives the warm fuzzy feeling                                    

I long to feel,                                

This is a happiness                        

that I can keep,                                                  

At last I smile                                  

as I find peaceful sleep….

The title of this was originally called ~ To Late ~


~ Dope and Music…. ~


“The room was dark  hardly 6 o’clock charcoal light a fine sight….” (a song)

The music thumping

feel that rhythm deep,

Bodies grinding closer

feel the electric heat,

So hard to see with the smoke

from purple haze,

The people dance erotically

eyes half closed and glazed,

All these souls

lost in melody,

Their spirits chase musical colors

so wild untamed and free….




~ I guess I just lost faith ~

If every time                  

an angel cried,                        

Their teardrops killed                                

a star,                         

Until only the brightest                                

 one was left,                                                      

It would show me                                    

where you are,                            

But I don’t believe                                  

 in angels no more,                                

And along time ago                              

I showed them the door,                                        

With a lot of things                              

I’ve lost the faith,                                        

So I just keep walking                                        

keep the pace,                                                  

 Had enough of my life                                  

don’t wanna play this game,                                              

I’m gonna build it again                                                  

 and it won’t be the same….

~ Finally they get together ~

Empty wine bottle

on the floor,

His shirt hangs precariously 

on the door,

Never dreamed of

doing this before,

Now her body’s screaming

more more more,

Slowly fingers

caress her hips,

Long deep kisses

seductive lips,

Slowly clothes on the floor

they fall,

He takes control pushes her

against the wall,

He stops and looks

see’s what hes searching for,

In her eyes he can see

she just loves him more,

He leads her over

to the bed,

He wants her so much

it don’t need to bed said,

Oh so slowly 

they entwine,

Hearts beat faster

their lost to time,

And so we leave them

on this dark night,

The only person to see them

the moon and his light….


~ For you all…. ~

Well hello, thanks for taking the time to read this…. I wanted to ask you all to help me with some inspiration….

I’ve noticed everything I write just lately is on the dark side and I want to add a bit of light to it.

So here goes….

Will as many people as possible answer this question for me in the comment section….

What makes you happy?

Thank you for reading and I look forward to any comments you leave.

A special thank you to all the people who are following me and who like my poems.

Happy hugs your way.x.x.

Walking down                    

this lonely lane,                                    

Standing in                  

the pouring rain,                    

 My mind in turmoil                          

just wanna be free,                            

Feel the cold bitter rain                                    

wash over me,                    

Each drop ice fire                                

burns my skin,                                    

Stokes my confusion                                      

pricks my anger within,                            

Hear the voices                                

in my head,                            

They make me wish                          

that I was dead,                            

Again they scream                                

just run away,                            

Just can’t take the pain                  

the thoughts today,                          

And so I’m walking                

in the rain,                        

Can’t seem to shake                      

this oppressive pain,                                

I need to live life                            

on the edge,                                

Balance on                            

 normality’s ledge,                        

Got to push it                        

way to hard,                  

Death leaves me                    

his calling card,                                    

From everyone I                              

run away,                                    

Just can’t live life                                    

like this today,                                          

Leads me back                              

to this gray lane,                                  

So desolate and empty                            

in the rain,                                              

 Can it ever wash away                              

my pain,                                  

Think I’m gonna                                

go running again…. 

Bathed in sweat and moonlight

back arched up against these pains,

Wrists split cut and bleed

can’t break free of these tight reins,

My heart it just beats faster

like a steady beating drum,

My skin it starts to tingle

a real strange rhythm starts to hum,

and then I hear the creaking

foot steps coming up the stair,

On my constraints I pull much harder

my eyes fill with despair,

Slowly the door opens

a shadow fills the room,

He closes the door and stands there

a heavy weight in the gloom,

I tried to plead and plead with him

but my throat closes like a vice,

My minds raging body’s burning

but I shiver like I’m ice,

I hear him sighing deeply

as he walks across the room,

My heart reaches a crescendo

with the knowledge of impending doom,

As he moves across the floor

something glints quite brightly,

Something silver in his hand

that he grips so tightly,

I feel I’ve been plunged

down a hole,

Want to beg be swift

release my soul,

He reaches for my binds

not making a sound,

The policeman my rescuer

I have finally been found….

Got you all didn’t I!!!!

~ 3 Questions ~

3 Questions….

What annoys you?

What makes you happy?

What would make you argue?

~ Temptress ~

Softly in the shadows

her footsteps wonder by,

In darkness she doesn’t wear her mask

in darkness her life don’t lie,

She weaves a tale

on softest song,

It hits you heavy

hard and long,

Spinning in circles

she spins you around,

Like a thunderclap she stuns you

with her melodious sound,

It leaves you weak

to weak to leave,

The feelings she invokes

can hurt just to breathe,

Your feelings they spin

in tormented pleasure and pain,

Your body succumbs

in a shower of rain,

And that’s when she leaves you

lying there on the floor,

She goes back to the shadows

and stays there once more….



Pour mind onto jagged  paper

ripped off at the edge,

No longer standing where it’s safely

I’m stepping off the edge,

Down deep down in the abyss

the words all spin around,

Gasp for breath and try to scream

but utter not a sound,

Abyss is not all

that it seems,

Shards of white light

break these dreams,

I’m woken up to

my own screams,

My nightmare

it fades but not away,

It terrorizes at night

hides menacingly during the day….



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