Submissions by BlissInMadness (Blisxs)

To my memories

Remind me of pleasures and spoils please but no more of the ones I once loved and yes no more of the wounds and how they felt.
I understand you want me to survive and I love you for that but please it's hard to dance without remembering that one fall and it is hard to love without remembering the sensation of heartbreak.
I sometimes fear you do more harm then good with your ways.
If you must remind me a dog bites and that jumping off waterfalls can hurt then do but please have mercy on my mind when I try to sleep and you remind me of what it's like...

Perhaps it's just my thoughts that poison me.
Is it possible to shut them off.. if only without morbid death it could be so easy
Is it normal to feel so pointless yet tenaciously search for reason.
How I've lost for this
How many I've left for this
How far I would go for this
Chasing thoughts of perhaps others
Not thoughts of my own?
Alas even whith this thought being my own I cannot follow it for it would be gravely too late.
The soars that burn as I think of the past
Perhaps a laps of memory could find a cure.

One day it will...

Dont tell your secrets not even in poems
Tie them in knots and maybe even chains...
Ahh the sensation now hard to explain low breaths and short visions of past soars, mistakes and flames.
Cold and coarse can wrap itself almost like a snake around your chest then to your thought
Yes just like a snake if snakes where so cruel so restless.
I would pray for a snake if the Gods would hear

Dont hear, it will just tighten closer and only let out low breaths.
Dont cry you'll only encourage it yet again maybe it will have its fill and leave
And...

Am I mean?
Perhaps
How so?
Why ask a question you dont know the answers to? So frail a mind mink and ill willed why learn at all if time can stand still
It Can oh it can. And it does for the stupid and unsure.

For them they are safe.

In horror they are at ease
For they know no better.
And in passion they enjoy even if lust involves itself and leaches itself into there nerves they'll beg for more and not even flinch
They can enjoy the sin we hide from for they can not punish themselves for no crime
Alas are we not a dump for...

Should I say hi or bye
We've never met and never will.
I dont think I'd care for it much if we did

Ahh yes a poem I forgot so eager to write and now all i have are my thought

Back to you.. no US.  I'll pretend maybe I'll keep this up but primarily I won't.

What a small shard of glass in my skin is it to need to give attention to post. It was ghastly reading through drone like crop cooked up my numbskulls and wanna be poes.

I'm not this mean I swear. Just annoyed and unfair.
What a waist... oh well enjoy