FYI: My account is in memory of Jesebelle. Maybe someday I'll spring for a subscription so I can go back in the archives and dig up her stuff. She was here long, long, looooooooooong ago.


Price Too HighI dug deep into my pockets I thought I had this covered I really did Bounced that check Damn, that's not how I roll You know that You knew that Now you know nothing Except I'm a pauper Unworthy of a castle Too poor for a crown Mentally Emotionally Morally Bankrupt Covered in your red ink Spiritually I'm counting my pennies Not a single one worth trading For a gilded promise Not even at bargain basement pricesPrice Too High


StarwishThey made a real boy out of you today Warm flesh and blood Has replaced uncaring artificial skin That's no Tin Man's heart Which beats in your strong chest Welcome to the club of humanity Here are your foibles And here are your feelings Manage them the best you can And I know when things get tough You'll power through Like you always have Some habits are hard to break They made a real boy out of you today Now no one can tell When you're lyingStarwish


BurnedYou're in her veins like sweet fire Burning all the way to her heart The problem is in the flame All she wants to feel is her blood She's everything you ever wanted You learned in the wisdom of your mistakes Too brief a touch, shorter than a breath You're afraid she'll just blow away It pains her to say those words Those ones you so want to hear She's aware of your rising hope The only hope she wanted to offer Was to herself for a better life Yes, she knows you want that too The past makes the future untrustworthy The future makes the present all too reaBurned


TrappedJust a symbol You were so much more I can't even whisper it now In this silence of redux Doing all the right things For all the wrong reasons Where's my script I forgot my lines But no It's all improv now I never was good at this Stumbling across this stage Blind from the lights Spotlight's on me I just wanted to watch I just wanted to see What my life could become If I slipped these bonds Said goodbye to all that was old Welcomed in the unknown Tried to stay firm in the new Then the old slipped in And I got scarTrapped


A SUSTAINED oAt certain times I imagine that you saw me again In my best (dressed to the nines) You'd fallen in love But who believes in love at first sight anyway These days?A SUSTAINED o
I do.
Sometimes I can't help but want to bump into you Years after and feel the sparks fly Believe me
I do.
Do you imagine I regret You never said anything to my face? Do you? Well
I do.
Do you think I still look For a piece of my heart That snapped and flew off As I sat in the moving van? &nbs


The Question of InfinityOver and under, into your ocean Inward and outward, into your stairway Flowering, floating, creating emotion Flickering, watching as we move to their wayThe Question of Infinity
Flaming and naming the stars all around me Unmoving, unspeaking as I slowly float higher White light and spirals all quickly surround me Quick buzzing sounds move along down the wire
I can speak volumes by laying here, thinking Quickly ahead and yet soon left behind Breathing a quick-numbing mixture, unblinking Going through universes in my mind
Sands all around, but theres nothing to say here
| I'm here to have a place to gather my writings, mostly my poetry. I have a blog that contains my thoughts-turned-prose, but I feel like my poetry deserves its own special place. I've been writing poetry off and on for over half of my life, and I will post most of what I've written. I won't lie, a lot of it is sad and yearning. |
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~End Nestea Bottle Abuse~
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