Thursday, April 21, 2011

Soul-tied

"A Soul Tie is when you create a connection or share yourself with someone, you give them a piece of your soul and your spirit and they give you a piece of theirs. It becomes a strong almost unbreakable bond that can hold you trapped until you decide to let it go." Prof. Hazel Edny

It’s pulling me, our tether, drawing me to you.
I want to leave, but I don’t want to be free.
You haunt every dream, Freud says it’s my subconscious.
Are you what my mind wants? No, you’re what my soul craves.
You’re like my breath, constantly reminding me to live.
You’re like my heart, silently continuing my existence.
I can fight my wants, but I can’t resist my desires.
I can suppress my thoughts, but I can’t restrict my feelings.

Who knew that one moment could change everything?
Whose fault was it? Who can I blame? Who should I hate?
In seconds you took from me, in a blink you gave to me.
It was nothing. How can so little mean so much, totally capture me?
Only a bit longer til’ I’m free. Til’ I can chalk it up to a slip in sanity.
Out of site out of mind. You’ll be gone and the cord will wither and die.
It will hurt, it already does, but I can do it.
 I can go on as if nothing happened.

Fall for Your Type

I swear I always fall for your type.
Tell me why I always fall your type.
I just can’t explain it at all.
I believe in people like you.

You never get to choose, that’s life.
You do all you can to hold back and it doesn’t work.
You throw up wall after wall, you fight, you lie to yourself.
I knew the truth the moment it happened. You had me.

But I didn’t want you to,
You’re so perfectly flawed;
So perfectly wrong for me,
But that’s what I love most.

I love that I should hate you.
I love that you think you know everything.
I love that you think I’m immature and dumb.
I love how you have no control over yourself.

I have a new appreciation for moths in a flame.
I watched myself get closer to you. I knew the risk.
I knew the end of our story before it started.
I can’t even say it took me by surprise.

I never want to see you again, and I won’t.
You’re leaving and taking a part of my soul with you.
I’m clutching at it, trying to hold on, but its water in my hands.
The more I try the faster it leaves. I hate this feeling.
There’s a hole where the piece belongs.
It’ll heal, eventually, with time and distance.
 But I’ll always know where it was, and who has it.

Wednesday, April 20, 2011

Why I Write.

I‘m trapped in my mind,
A padded cell that I share with my emotions.
Hell, they seem as crazy as I am…
Happiness is crying, and Sadness is laughing,
Anger is apologizing to the mistakes that keep crowding in,
Anxiety and worry huddle together like twins in a corner.
Ambition reaches for success, but she is always out of reach.

I move over to make room for my heart.
It’s an old companion, it comes and goes.
When it loses control, they put it in here.
It’s spinning around the room screaming,
Hurling its’ dark desires and relentless needs
My mind can’t hold it; the walls burst.

They all escape and flee the psych ward that is my mind.
I have to think quickly, they can’t make it to the outside.
I force them to detour, they rage down my arms.
My hands shake as they storm through.
They race from my fingertips onto my keyboard.
I trap them in a poem and free myself.


Inspired by Say Yes, Floetry


In my dreams we’ve made love a hundred times
Had a thousand orgasms in a million places
Said nothing and felt everything
Disappeared into each others’ arms
 Reappeared as the same being
Burned and drowned, floated and sank.
Created, destroyed, made and remade
We invented worlds and demolished galaxies

Your form makes me quiver.
 Your smile keeps me still.
Your touch steals my gravity.
Your kiss makes me fly.

In my mind I’ve had you, been you, loved you.
Undressed and caressed, always impressed
My thoughts delve deep into your skin
Your soul floats on the surface of my consciousness.
My eyes embrace the lies that are your clothes
And drink the truth that is your body.
My hands search the secrets of your flesh
Your lips find the hidden desire of mine.

Face to face, nothing left,
All you have to do is say yes.