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Drain my bottle to fill your cup.
Without my wits your out of luck .
I’m not a wall to hold you up .
My house is glass and you’re a rock.
So cast your stones to other plots .
Once wounds are torn they aren’t forgot.
I will not play the captive moth
So from your hands I will float off .
Revelizations 2012
The Storm
last night was a wet one
the black cloud rolled in
it purged from it's heart every unbridled sin
and rained with a force that i thought might begin
to flood out my mind,
then with briefest of whim
there unleashed a thunder that was living within
a place that i hunt for to capture the wind.
The gust that inspires my pen once again
To float like a kite, lifting higher to send
me into the cloud where I can make amends
with the distance I've come
since I thought all should end.
*dust 2011
The Light
I long for enticement
I yearn for a sight that
just strikes, and excites,
sparks a light and it’s like
Im shining all over for a chance that it might
illuminate something I can feel from inside
deep beneath these blue eyes
I want more than just fine
want to grab onto life and reclaim what was mine.
that will to just ride
get up, go, stay alive
thinking quick for the thrill on my toes just to thrive.
and as time passes by through my fingers i find
it’s not slipping but falling into a nice little line
I can graph like the slope of a rising incline.
starting where x meets with y
from point zero ive climbed
farther than I thought I would ever arrive.
So right now is no time to plateau into fine
and I’ll search for that light till the day that it’s mine,
or the day that i die.
whichever comes first
on my search for that light.
*dust 2011
Wake Up
Wake up! Smell that coffee brewing Like the tensions feuding And open your eyes Raise your head from that pillow That your using to suffocate your voice By keeping the light out
Get up! Stretch your arms extending yourself to the day Straighten your back And breathe in that air of change That warm, sweet scent That remind me of a man that once told me "Peace, love, and pancakes" Now those are words I think i could eat If your voice was your breakfast do you think it'd be sweet? Cause I think it'd be neat To only expel what you want to receive If I served you your words would you continue to speak? It's these answers I seek The speed to my beat The step of my feet The reasons I weep Why we can't all just see That we need to wake up?
Because the alarm has already gone off And it's time to make this Our Day
Revelizations 2012
Pt. 2
A complete omission from anything tangible.
The spaces around her,
and of her,
become one in the same.
The vast darkness that enveloped her
was warm and comforting
but cold and confining.
Secure in it's grasp
but unsure of the potential depth of it's reach.
Tucked away inside of herself
behind a door that she had locked long ago.
Left untouched and unnoticed for so long,
the room itself even forgot about its own existence.
But something had changed within her
and it unlatched the opening.
Only unhinging a small crack at first
that sliver of light was just enough
for the space to slowly become aware of itself.
The more reality that poured in,
the more it could hear the contents of itself echoing within the walls,
bouncing into corners
and being somehow absorbed by their crook.
With every ricochet the walls shook a little
And she felt it too.
Revelizations 2012
Spread too thin
That is so perfectly ambiguous in all the wrong ways.
Pt. 1
She reached her tired arm
From her slender sides
Grasping into the air
At the soft, white fluff
Of a traveling seed
As it danced along
With the song of the wind
Hoping to catch
What she truly believed
For that moment
Was ultimate freedom.
Just as her index finger extended
and she was about to achieve her bliss
The ringing began
The white flash between her ears
That consumes her everything
Into black nothingness
©Revelizations 2011
Stop and just breathe.
There's this thing that I see
Just beyond your deep eyes
And it wants to be free
Afraid to be broken
But I'm asking it "Please,
take my hand, but be careful, and try to not squeeze.
My skin is quite thin and I don't want to bleed.
Held so tight there's no need to support
When you're wits at it's end and you need to resort
To a stab in retort
With your tongue as your sword
Your words are like daggers
But I come back for more
And each hit you implore
wounds a spot I ignore
That I checked at the door
When my eyes locked with yours.
The Autumn breeze cuts deep beneath
My jacket that you always tease
What’s underneath is where the squeeze
Takes hold, my chest too tight to breathe
We spin with the room, we roll til we bleed.
Your eyes clouded by instinct
As you unleash the beast
It locks its sight it needs to eat
And it’s on my flesh
that you’re going to feed.
©Revelizations 2011