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My fingertips bleed with every impulse I seize
As emotion spills over the black and white keys.
For the music paints a picture and gives it breath,
Plays my soundtrack through life to death.
I dare you to laugh, I dare you to scream,
Let the melody run through you like a ripple in a stream.
Without expression, what would we be?
If I hid it all inside, I know I would not be free.
So I'll write a verse of love tied with strings from the heart,
Set to rhyme with the piano, it'll be my work of art.
When loneliness sleeps in your bones and darkens the soul,
You better play it out before it swallows you whole.
Cross Country Running
I don't run for a prize.
Or against anyone except me, myself and I.
It's the yearning inside my body and soul
That wills me to take stride after stride
And set my limits aside.
I will keep running until I reach my goal
At the end of this winding road.
I have run through hell and back again,
Fighting the wind and hills that mockingly grin.
Fast or slow doesn't matter as long as I go.
I face the pain that may come my way because
I know strength is hidden in my aching bones.
Through the sweat that I have shed,
I will rise up stronger and shine brighter than the sun.
Running is my escape.
It sends my mind to a quiet place.
Fresh air fills my lungs as my heart beats like a drum.
It echoes through my veins and warms my soul.
I just strap on my favorite shoes and my spirit can soar.
I am not running towards a finish line,
I am running for the freedom of feeling alive.
hyenas make the best lovers.i need to stop looking
for death in every body
my fingers touch.
i have been force fed
old lovers, & slices
of the moons lying dust
i am messy poems;
i am fractured confessions.
i am laughter
my jaws ache
with the taste of
i am still hungry.
give me your sugar;
I will share my breath.
you are still made of starstuff,
& i am no longer caged.
PretendingYou, full and complete you, you have become my strength and my talisman for all times...
You, and again you, you let I wrecked just in you…
You, my madness is you, you tie me to your body and do not let me go...
You, inside me, between every atom, between every cell you live among...
I say all the time: fear not, there are songs that will never know who sings...
Those kisses never know who prints them on your lovely lips...
You nail down your dreamy eyes and tenderly ask me: Are you crying?
No, I answer. Dried my eyes are... to the bottom you can look into them.
If you get lost, breathe me and you will find you.
The truth is that I beg you to remember that this that born in my mouth, this awakening in my eyes, will sleep latency in your soul.
Undoubtedly you will become the most beautiful and sad fisherwoman of Stars.
I'm hiding my will to live, of my desire to live for you.
Maybe I can lose myself in the eyes of the person asking for a miracle, but it is certain that, I want to
StockholmBut my heart beats for you alone
You are not
You are ever watchful
Hoping for devotion
My wandering heart
Beating for you
Can I?I told him
I loved him,
And that I
To be happy.
But can I
When he looks
In his eyes?
HowlHe’s a dancer in the dark
With unearthly rhythm
She’s the moon he left to sleep
In a sky without her stars
Like a poem led by lust
In a world of not to happen
Like a symphony of phoenix flights
On a December night
Singing for the ones they laid to rest
On their holy ground
Without an Earth
He’s the wolf
Howling with regrets
In a world of his own madness
She’s the moon
Without a sky to hold her high
In the night
Like the odds are not in favor
Like the sun that conquers
And the moon on someone else's sky
Like the legends we used to fear
Children by the fire’s flames
We used to be believers
In a world without its hope
Dream, boy, dream of wonder
In a world without sparkle
Like stormy days
In a September goodbye story
Of sleepless nights and awaken dreamers
Stars that pierce the sky
Are just children of regrets
Of a love that never happened
But always echoed in the night
Puppet String SymphonyHere come the snares,
wrenching at my heart;
like my tongue can’t find the words to say.
I've been resurrecting your skeletons,
just to place broken flesh over it and watch it all decay…
…scratching at freshly picked scars and rose petals,
while digging up old habits and hatchets;
just so I can whistle a tune so tragic.
Here comes the wind,
stomping at my lungs;
like my emotions are gasping to be released.
I've been coughing up your cover-ups,
just to place my index finger over it and watch it all cease…
…living in this darkness, sulfur-tipped match tossed in the breeze,
while thinking it’s just not worth the candle;
just so I can hum a song you can’t handle.
Here come the keys,
playing at my mind;
like all eighty-eight demons and angels serving one star.
I've been worshipping my self-inflicted headache,
two times twelve and that’s how many bars…
…I've got to show you the color I feel.
When the puppet string symphony beg
About ArtA sweet poem,
All but a
For the true art called
You Just KnowWhen you’re in love with someone, you just know
There’s no arrows, no signs leading you to them
It’s not a fairytale or romance novel
This is real
When you wake up and they’re there
Not in “the morning after” kind of way
When you wake up from a night of talking
A night of laughing together and talking about everything and nothing
You don’t need the memory of lust to smile when you see them sound asleep right next to you
It’s the little things that cause the smile
The way their nose crinkles when they laugh
The way they look when they’re busy and you notice
And honestly, you really don’t remember exactly how you met
You don’t remember when you “officially” got together
All you remember is that beautiful smile, the perfect lips you long to kiss
The softness and heat of their skin
The sincerity in their voice when they say, “I love you.”
Their eyes give you a feeling of safety
When they hug you, you
For Your Eyes Only...For your eyes only, I bare my soul.
For your eyes only, I bare my heart.
For your eyes only, I bare my body.
For your eyes only, I bare my mind.
For your eyes only.
For your ears only, I share my dreams.
For your ears only, I share my fears.
For your ears only, I share my sorrow.
For your ears only, I share my joy.
For your ears only.
For your heart only, I give my love.
For your heart only, I give my strength.
For your heart only, I give my passion.
For your heart only, I give my life.
For your heart only.
All of these and more...
are for you--only for you.
You left me out in the cold to freeze
After you stole my heart and nearly shattered me.
I will not go back down this road again,
But it is a long way that leads back home.
I refuse to lie down in this grave you have dug for me
While I still have some of my love to give.
But nobody wants you when you're broken,
Nobody wants you when you're black and blue.
Mr. Doctor can you fix me?
Or is it too risky?
Please Mr. Doctor, I will take any risk.
I want to come in from the cold,
And feel the warmth of joy within my soul.
Can you put back the light in my eyes,
So I can see the way home?
I think I am going to need a second opinion
Because the pills do not take me high enough.
All these stitches cannot mend a smile,
Or put the pieces of my heart back together.
Please Mr. Doctor can your fix me?
Or am I unfixable?
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