A Few Words

So there is a story, a book even. And although it’s not yet whole, the journey has created a few extra words. Maybe in this place these words will find a home.

[dragons4thesoul]

Sometimes,

All that is needed,

(to be said).

I’m thinking of you.

Dragons4thesoul

[verrlorenpoet]

WITHOUT APOLOGY

[dragons4thesoul]

7 minutes before I sleep.

7 minutes before I sleep.

Cocooned, and quiet.

The peaceful calm of darkness,

(of) possibilities, desires, dreams, and madness.

Tomorrow will be a better day,

tomorrow is always a better day.

But isn’t the trick

to be content today?

Dragons4thesoul

[dragons4thesoul]

[vodkakilledtheteen]

“Your soulmate is not someone that comes into your life peacefully. It is someone who comes to make you question things, who changes your reality, somebody that marks a before and after in your life. It is not the human being everyone has idealized but an ordinary person, who manages to revolutionize your world in a second.”

— Unknown (via thoughtkick)

[dragons4thesoul]

_parts_

parts

you do not see

parts

I steal and save

wrap them tight

in cotton wool

tidy them away

parts

deliciously delicate

parts

I can not face

missing parts

I must seem broken

parts

make me fake

parts

so hungry for existence

parts

that want embrace

parts

that want to fuck you up

parts

that shy away

parts

that hold you when you slumber

parts

that kiss your face

parts

if I stitched myself together

Would you see me?

By Dragons4thesoul

[dragons4thesoul]

But you can’t steal her smile.

Even the photo I hold is under siege

faded, creased, browned at the folds.

But you can’t steal her smile.

Not the curve of her face,

not the flow of her hair,

not the look in her eyes.

That smile was gifted to me

if only for the briefest of moments.

You think I stare at this photo

out of longing?

You are wrong.

I stare so it becomes imprinted

burnt into my soul

etched into my mind.

You won’t take these memories from me.

So go on

take my mind

and let me dream.

— From The Chameleon by Dragons4thesoul

[dragons4thesoul]

Take A Deep Breath In

Take a deep breath in,

hold it for six,

and breathe out for eight.

Good.

And now,

a deep breath in:

all the stress of the day,

all the love and the heartache,

all the loss and the pain.

All the jibes and the vanity,

the capitalism, the greed,

the purity, the innocence,

the hatred, the grief.

All the words you can’t speak

to the ones that you love,

all the flutters of anxiety,

from the thoughts you should shun.

All the work that consumes you,

the friends you don’t see,

the passions that lift you

but can’t find space to be free.

All the alcohol to numb you,

banish dreams far away,

all the hope that you send her

so she might find her place.

All your ignorance and cruelty,

your desires, your disgrace,

all your softness, your empathy,

your warmth and your faith.

All your masks and resentment,

your longing for calm,

your recklessness, your hubris,

your tenderness, your charm.

Now focus on the ways to fake it,

the ways we can pretend:

the yoga mat, the polished car,

the picture-perfect friend.

And hold it for six.

and breathe out…

- dragons4thesoul

[dragons4thesoul]

Charlie

Charlie was murdered today.

And I think

the world is better.

From those two sentences

an ugliness,

grows.

It roots in me.

Permission

not to understand.

But I am no God.

How dare I,

judge.

I am the silent

observer,

petrified

(of being seen).

He had children.

He had,

a family.

He was wrong.

So fucking wrong.

we can love,

WE CAN LOVE!

      I hope

        he had love.

- dragons4thesoul

[oldwinesoul]

[heidigloom]

Longing

We all believe longing is what kills us

but that is the very thing keeping us alive

it is only when we finally catch what we've been chasing

that we hear the screams of rusty hinges

as the coffin begins to close

[wordx]

[dragons4thesoul]

The Slow Night

The slow night

passes by.

Leaves me

guessing

aching.

Time has passed.

I know.

But still

I wish to gently touch

your face

and kiss my ghosts goodbye.

I tried

to give

my best to you

(to) leave you

loved.

But this night

is not

for you.

This night

I feed

the grief.

- dragons4thesoul

[dragons4thesoul]

Sometime words are no good

I’ve always felt I had to be perfect to be seen, heard, or loved. Where that belief comes from doesn’t matter, but it haunts me on a daily basis. Writing lets me chase that illusion, I can refine endlessly until I feel safe.

But music won’t let me hide…

When I perform, the mistakes creep in. Hesitations, misplaced emotion, a phrase that collapses. And then the voice: you’re not good enough whispers in my ear. My frustration grows, my anxiety climbs, and the recordings end up in the trash. The very thing that gives me life, music, the gateway to my soul, becomes a source of pain.

But if I can’t share my imperfections, how can I ever be genuine?

This is me bearing my soul. Bear McCreary – Elegy. Not perfect, but honest. Warts and all.

[dragons4thesoul]

Soul to a Soul

It forms in the darkness as I begin to drift.

The gentlest thought, the softest wish,

like a kiss on a forehead,

or fingers brushing skin.

As I sink deeper, it grows lighter, unbound.

It carries the yearning of my heart,

my hope, my love, my strength, my ground.

When calm gathers over, its journey begins.

Unseen yet certain,

a beauty so deep,

a soul to a soul,

the sweetest belief.

And when it finds her,

in the quiet of her grief,

it leans close and whispers:

I’m here. Be calm. Be at peace.

- dragons4thesoul

[hi-avathisside]

favourite poem ever.

[dragons4thesoul]

It returns

A little numb to it all,

a burden too great to strain against.

So numb it down, numb it down,

dumb it down,

press your face into the sand, and pray.

But prayer is lost on you.

Time will never heal this.

Silence leaves you gasping for breath.

It returns.

Burning through your dreams,

still bound by caveats,

shackled by wisdom

I will never understand.

So I suffocate it

not for myself,

but for her peace.

- dragons4thesoul