Saturday, April 8, 2017

3 Rounds And A Sound

it's just a temporary moment of insanity
that leap out the window you never took
the divider you never rammed into on the highway
the punch you threw at the door instead of a person

that split second
when anger, sadness, hate and helplessness
join forces to bring you to your knees
and make you want to give up

but you move on, hoping it doesn't come back
knowing that it's nothing that will last forever
but also knowing that it will be
and being aware of what scares you the most — it lasts longer each time


Tuesday, December 13, 2016

Thursday, October 27, 2016

When the walls come down

she's walking around the room
but her eyes are on you
watching your every hesitant move
as you inch closer, she's running towards you

you realise there's nothing left
that could come in the way of this
nothing to stop this burning train
that's hurtling towards a death drop

she whispers your name
and it's everything you've wanted
you say you'll love her 'til the end
forgetting that you're only dreaming

and it's only a matter of time
before you realise that she's gone
just another wisp of smoke
that filled up your diseased lungs

never real, never yours
and the only thing that's left
that's there to keep you company
is guilt, shame and misery


Wednesday, July 6, 2016

Poison Rain

there's no way in hell you can't feel this
feel the way I fell for you
feel the way that you turned me into
this mess of a being with no one to
guide me through this crowded room
that's full of people just waiting to
pounce and grab on anything that moves
devour the very life that makes you, you
hoping and begging, it makes them

just as mesmerising
just as hypnotising
just as petrifying
as you make me feel
that no one else will ever be

for never will they know
just how perfectly you fit into me
into my deepest, darkest chasms
how I fill you up
with nothing but ecstasy

so take me in
let me be
the way we were meant to exist
as one


Sunday, July 3, 2016

With or without you

let's just stay here
and never leave this place
where we don't have to worry
about the things we do
when we're not here
when it's not just us
when it's not just you and me

here, where the chaos of the ocean
feel more like home
than the riveted streets of filth
where we were born

here, where the lights don't exist
yet it's still brighter than the sun
and where the beautiful sound of silence
is louder than a 77,000 piece orchestra set

you and me, we've written
words of prose and words of poetry
pages filled with joy, sorrow, and everything in between
and still not enough to capture what we had, what we are
and what we could be

here, in this moment
in this place
is where we will die
and this is where we will live