no one

i write poetry & stuff

[terracemuse]

[soulreserve]

Wolf song

Moan your song softly into my ears, darling I can hear your heartbeat,

I glow and the moon shines balmy outside the window,

cradled in clouds concealed in mist half-hidden in shadows,

your eyes are blue like crystal And I wait  with my eyes closed.

© SoulReserve 2019

[whowrites]

the full moon

illuminates my wounds

no wish to live

will death come soon?

feeling so alone

in a rotting cocoon

just let me rest

deep in a pitch black tomb

i swear i do not care

if i live or die

if you want to help

give me a noose to tie

i do not want your pity

so please don’t cry

i am a wasted space

despair is always near

although i cry at night

there is no one to hear

i might be alone

but i have no fear

[whowrites]

i exist within someone else’s imagination

who is the real me?

pieces of my consciousness

like particles of a galaxy

slowly drifting into the past

becoming a distant memory

what purpose is there in life?

ready to give it up completely

feeling as though i am insane

my mind in need of remedy

these thoughts don’t let me rest

plaguing me with severe anxiety

i pray that i may find my peace

a sweet escape from this reality

[whowrites]

i’m soft spoken

don’t have a lot to say

even if i spoke my mind

who would care anyway

the sunlight don’t feel right

when you inside all day

it’s far fetched to think

one day i will be okay

barely keeping myself afloat

trying so hard not to drown

all i need is a way out of

this shitty fucking town

but if you needed me

i just might stick around

until then you can bury me

beneath a quiet dirt mound

burn the oak wood casket

return my corpse to the earth

this is my final resting place

my ancestral home and hearth

i doubt you will even care but

i still love you for what it’s worth

[whowrites]

the silence is deafening

the distance between us grows

i shudder in the cold loneliness

it’s all my fault, this i know

confinement within four walls

i find it hard to leave this room

the sunlight doesn’t feel right

rather decay in dark gloom

a failed expedition for purpose

confusing reality with dreams

caught in delusions of grandeur

realizing nothing is as it seems

i try to swim but i’m only wading

waiting for it all to make sense

life is but a jigsaw puzzle

and i am living in past tense

[whowrites]

who am i supposed to be?

is the answer up to me?

i find it impossible to decide

only searching for peace of mind

but my mind doesn’t feel like my own

i do not wish to be known

i am but an unwanted ghost

somewhat lonelier than most

searching for a place to belong

try to do right but i feel wrong

i have no choice but to go on

floating away, a bittersweet song

[whowrites]

the sun & the moon

were once one

they split into two

who is who?

look up at the stars

they smile upon us

dancing in the dark

what a beautiful art

a cool autumn breeze

drifts through the night

whispering in the ear

of those who can hear

secrets of the universe

impossible to imagine

a sweet lucid dream

or so it would seem

wake up to the dawn

a new day approaches

the sun rises soon

as it kisses the moon