Waiting on alters,
Why do you insist on eternally
Turning yourself into
This sacrificial lamb?
Waiting patiently for the knife
At your throat
In exchange for that which
You desire most,
But do you really believe your
Suffering brings you closer to God?
The scars on your heart
Tally the times you’ve reached the end
And still, here you are again-
Does this ever get tiring to you?
How are you not tired of this?
Because I’m so-
And there i stood
In that same yellow wood
On the trail
On which we all walk-
One path was well versed
And yet somehow I knew
That the one less traveled
Had been taken before too
So I set in between
Yes I had a plan
Half in the clear
Half in no man’s land.
But the paths, they diverged
And the forest got deep
But my heart remained firm
And my way I did keep.
So onward I pushed
As I set wayward bound
And wouldn’t you know
All the wonders I found?
I am not a saint
Sage, poet, pagan, hippy bitch
Frolicking through forests
With flowers in my hair
Waiting to ease your pain
Heathen, hipster, flower child-
I walk in storms to wash my sins away,
But the kiss of the raindrops
Makes my shirt stick to my skin
Igniting any onlooking eyes
In such a way,
And of course it’s all my fault-
I was born free without a fuck
To give or two,
So take me with a grain of salt
And a shot of tequila,
If I’m just a little too much for you-
You are not one, but two,
As I lay here forgotten
Six feet under the weeping ash,
Can’t you see?
Man made me this some sort of way-
Suddenly I blink and there are three of you-
One for each dirty part of me-
I’m afraid there will be more to come
So I dare not close my eyes,
But I can’t bear to watch any longer.
When she’s starving for love
She hands it our freely,
He needs it a little bit more-
And for days
And all the hours in between-
She dreams of him
And his touch
In a time that is not-
And may never be-
Still, she smiles-
And still she waits
And what’s left
Of his breath in her lungs
And maybe that’s enough.
Maybe it always has been.
Heaven to my right,
And Hell to my left.
I walk a fine line
Somewhere in between.
Side by side
We walk in silence.
I’ve never heard your heart
Beat louder than in the now.
Blackbirds sing their songs
As the end of the world rolls in
Baptizing us with its icy waters
Into life anew.
It is not all together unpleasant.
I’ve walked on clouds
And found my wings,
All the while watching them
Be painted with the colours
Of the earth I’ve claimed as my own.
I wonder what kind of woman I’ll be?
With nettle scars on my knees
And a crown of flowers in my hair?
Young, here and now
We roam far and wide
Hearts never ending
As we stand side by side
This is our time to live and to feel
To learn, and to love and to simply just be
You and me, we’re not so different deep down
Blazing like fire in the heat of the night
How could this bond be so wrong yet so right?
We burn infinitely brighter than all the rest
And so our scars set deeper too
The pain of the past haunting us
So we fake our smiles
And pretend we give fewer fucks than we actually do
Because we can’t risk getting hurt just one more time
Shards of shattered hearts still stuck in our minds
But isn’t that an awful way to live?
So bitter, cold and alone?
We play it safe and not sorry
Because we’re afraid of the unknown
Well, what if this is the one?
Well, I guess we’ll never know.
Because the risk is too great,
So we just let the love go.
Can you feel it?
How, at moments like these,
Our hearts beat as one?
We are young-
And the night is ours to take.
But why stop at the night?
We’ll take the day too-
And the evening-
And all the time in between.
We’ll get behind the wheel and go-
Because there are no limits to us-
We can go anywhere-
Because we have nowhere to be.
When you’re not looking for anything
You’ll find the most amazing things.
So come on-
Come with me-
And together we’ll go.
I hope you never tire of
Imagining the city lights shining in the distance
To be stars, each one with a wish
Just waiting to come true-
Ad so I hope you wish away as the train rocks
The worries in your troubled mind to rest-
I hope moments like these are enough
To keep your heart light and happy
Until we find ourselves in each other’s arms again.
When it’s genuine, it’s the force that makes life worth living-
In a way that is so primal and heartfelt it can only be true-
Take big risks-
Challenge the ethos-
Because one word of truth sounds like a pistol shot-
Living close to the edge- call it what you will-
You catch a brief, tantalizing glimpse
Of the way life could be.
You catch a brief, tantalizing glimpse
Of the way life should be.
A moral, poetic, erotic, and almost spiritual refusal
To be anything but you
When you hold your own hand to the fire-
Only then do the real gains come.
Sometimes shock is what the system needs.
My own empty cup lies forgotten-
As I sit and remember the feint taste of
Espresso on your lips.
I’m not sure if it’s the caffeine or what,
But something tells me
I won’t be sleeping again tonight