I Live For ThisI Live For Thisblank/free10-6-118 stanzasi already know who she is.it was simple, actually.you forget i am the masterof all things omniscient.you rejected me.it was like another amputation.i was prepared to sacrificeeverything and anything.did you deserve my crawlingback into a life i'd loathed?no. you didn't deserve my beggingbut i crawled, screamed for your help.but hey, i live for this.sleeplessness, absence of self.my purpose is to document it allright here in somber verses.i want to give it all i have.i want to burn off my frayed ends.for this i'd drag my old life away:dump off the past and embrace you.your excuse sliced me open.you want your chance to explore.well when it fails you'd best returnor i'll steal you with gluttonous hands.do i deserve to hurt for months afterand to be pressed flatter than i was?no. i did nothing to earn this for myselfbut i'll take it and i'll fill my heart up.and hey, i live for this.restlessness, compulsion i
HourglassHourglassblank/free9-28-11 [edited on 10-1-11]9 stanzaseveryone had seen it, you know.they all saw how i was sufferingunder your barrage of thumbs.no, i will not pity you, so justdon't make it seem like i'm at fault.you pushed yourself into exile.you see, i do miss you dearly,Red Bird with so many red flags,but your angst phases me not.i refuse to believe that i failed!i did not do one fucking thingthat was worth losing us over.and now i am gazed uponby eyes that are quick to adore.he offers, and i stand in limbo.the way your hand fits like it doesand how routine had etched itselfholds me here in this no-man's-land.but even he, the patient Shadow,had seen how i'd hung my headlow at your side every. single. day.come grovel at my feet if you can.banish your pride for our sake!oh, how i wish you would soften.frustration remains like a disease.i am an hourglass; i am overturned.my direction is forever shifting.
Gift HorsesGift Horsesblank/free9-26-119 stanzasknees beaten to the floori called out in desperation"i can't do this on my own"and so i was sent a saviori am burdened by a privilegeand i wonder if i should runwhile this alien hand claspsmy unsure, trembling consciencedeep behind my withheld truthsmy dependence rests with the other:the red bird: the Cardinal Kingone i'd also took for grantedkindness beckons from new skiesbut i'm a billion miles from therefloating in space, i'm screamingcaught between two planetspossibility of retry damns mesets my temples aflame nowas my obsessive head machinepicks at the details of my sufferingi am handed gift-wrapped solacetime and time and Time againi regress and wish for familiarnow that i'm freed of my chainsi had complained to the worldsaid i'd been burned by miserytold everyone how i wanted to fleeand now i beg for a hero's welcome?unappreciative, i sob inside this sorrowknowing how i can't be satisfiedthe hole in my
IdealismIdealismblank/free9-25-119 stanzashe'll have to love my poetryand read it like i love to write ithis eyes aglow with determinationand brain's wires sparking miracleshe'll have to own those eyesthat dip into a universe of intelligenceand dreams and insight and wisdomeyes that could captivate me foreverhe'll have to bear a touch so fierythat its intimidation will excite my soulwith solace to sedate my warring thoughtsand force that will awaken my secret demonshe'll have to understand my boutsof awakened memory as i tell him allabout how it used to be and how it's changedand of the many characters i met on my journeyshe'll have to watch as i wield micewith wire tails to make my masterpiecesand he'll be baffled by the love i willingly injectdeep into pixels that illustrate my entire young lifehe'll have to safely coax down my wallsso we could intertwine without any regretsand so we could effortlessly bare with open heartsthe dark and hidden corners of our