Submissions by peace_seeker
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Meditation
I empty the cup that bears my soul
Let fall the liquid lucidity therein
Dare I to peer at what I bear the earth?
Nay for all that was is gone.
I am empty
I am balanced
Cut free the binds that chain me
To reasoned thoughts and restrained tongue.
Let pass the neccesity for communion.
Exist.
Breath in
And release that most unfairly captured air.
Renew.
Selfishly devour the life-force flowing through me
Feel the pulsations of my heart
Unrelenting
Unceasable
Repent for no sin or trespass
Forget every good deed
Every...
Let fall the liquid lucidity therein
Dare I to peer at what I bear the earth?
Nay for all that was is gone.
I am empty
I am balanced
Cut free the binds that chain me
To reasoned thoughts and restrained tongue.
Let pass the neccesity for communion.
Exist.
Breath in
And release that most unfairly captured air.
Renew.
Selfishly devour the life-force flowing through me
Feel the pulsations of my heart
Unrelenting
Unceasable
Repent for no sin or trespass
Forget every good deed
Every...
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I talk to myself with morse code and a hammer
So you think I'm fucking crazy? Well...
Actually
I don't mind cause honestly I believe you're most likely right.
When every day I watch myself go one step further insane
I suppose my serenades are sometimes somewhat deranged.
Stop worrying! I've always known how it looks:
One irredeemable deadbeat already dropped by the fight
I must be clairvoyant because
when I close my eyes there's one image that's always on my mind
A million microscopic machetes comprised of ice carving lines
Across every face I ever had to make to catalog my resign...
Actually
I don't mind cause honestly I believe you're most likely right.
When every day I watch myself go one step further insane
I suppose my serenades are sometimes somewhat deranged.
Stop worrying! I've always known how it looks:
One irredeemable deadbeat already dropped by the fight
I must be clairvoyant because
when I close my eyes there's one image that's always on my mind
A million microscopic machetes comprised of ice carving lines
Across every face I ever had to make to catalog my resign...
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