Category: poem

with gold around your neck,

you might not notice yet
but there’s a way things get done
won’t be easy or fun
look around your surroundings
see if you had ever found me
just hiding in plain sight
in broken quarries at night
shimmer away all of my fears
reveal my spectral flaws
carat’s on your skin
become even more pure
spiking in value
when i’m at an all time low
receive my recollection
memories of yesteryear
silver is outdated
tarnished and faded
throw it away
stop being frustrated
with how it has to go
if your fingers find a new way
into my heart
leave my blood diamonds alone
let your emerald eyes blind me
your beauty has a strangling hold
i just might melt to white gold

behind your blue eyes
your blonde hair
is there still that
beautiful girl
who made winters warm
with a shining prescence
shaking off cold winds
like rumours of malice
or ill intent
when you showed up
out of thin air
dressed head to toe
in cheap despair
only caring about
apperances and entrances
instead of book reports
or run on sentences
do you still shine on
with the winter gone
your lips redder
than the burning sun
has your facade
finally faded
have your dreams crashed
burnt and jaded
you are
still you
just spring sickness
for summer lights
dead in autumn rot
for the winter solstice
come back to revive
what was left
i see you now
filled with regret
but hiding behind blues
that fill me up
never distraught
you set off
never seen again

most days
im sick to my stomach
most nights
i cant fall asleep
im still
mad about it
but you could say
im putting on a show
no ones pouring over
its just some
chemical imbalance
in my brain
if i go
on and on about it
forgive me
its just a phase
this funk
im in will soon
go away
ill be left
to my own devices
figuring out
the role you played
with my feet
stuck in cement 
leaving me
time to think
about it
ill see
how to live with it
until it goes away

the guilt i would feel
taking such a soul
entraping them
in my possesion

the lies i would tell
them and myself
we’re new friends
you and i

the anxiety i would place
upon our minds
what is my purpose
to be here with you

the sadness i would fall upon
with your death
after years together
taking care daily

i have trouble putting spirits
in cages of my bidding
words can keep my company
you can remain free
– until i have a free soul unto me.

a mistake i keep repeating
falling in love with the moment
confusing it as something greater
so when the moment stops
an afterlife starts
in someone elses eyes
till the night ends
till the morning comes
when the love is gone
when it was never there
to begin with
so i keep looking
for other moments to hold on to
but nothing will transpire
unless i learn
to correct my mistake
to look in other places
for others eyes
to take me to truth
to longevity