In My Mind

I've been thinking,
I've been thinking about blood,
Pouring blood.
What would it look like with no oxygen?
It would be blue,
Sad blood,
Bad blood.
What if I made it be free?
Could i watch it pool
Like kids do at their school
To protect themselves from the outsiders?

What would happen if I got with a guy,
And he cheated on me with another guy?
What would happen if I tried to ask out someone,
Would I be turned down?
If I was,
Would I cry?
Would I bleed?
Would I die?

What if we were all clouds?
I would fly away,
Far away.
Could I be with you?
If I would cry, everyone would see.
They would cover their tears with the rain.
Could we be happy?

It's a sheltered home,
This cross I bear.
Alone again,
I bid farewell.
I'll see one day.

My Jar Of Fungus

Can you see?
This is the heart.
The one that I had kept in a box,
On the highest shelf.
But everything you've done broke it.

A jar filled with everything inside that eats.
The blood filled jar of a part of me.
The key is lost, and the door unlocked.
Emotions over-flow from the years.
I can't consintrate in anything anymore.
But they tell me I'm a better person.
I want to become what I was.
I was better before I grew.

The pain won't stop,
The blood spweing from my wounds.
I'm covered in my lies, now coming to light
But I still need the shelter.
It wasn't time to break through.
But it seems destiny had other plans.
Why had you changed me?

You made me see the brightened life.
But you left me here to die,
A new way, but the same ending.
With my jar that eats away the dead parts.
It eats away at the old, cold, me
But this new one, it isn't ready.
Newly born from the ashes.
My new path already chosen.
Will you be waiting at the end?
Or has this ending, and the last, been known?

You left me here to die,
A new way, but the same ending,
With my jar that eats away the dead.

His Look Was Puzzled

He stared at me;
Golden eyes.
He smirked at me;
No meaning to find.
I stared at his cold look,
Not wanting to find what made this.
He never spoke,
Not a word-
From lips so pale.
He never blinked
His eyes fixated on me.
We closed the door.
Behind it, a world,
And yet none to find.
A puzzled look-
On one so blind.

Hello Says She Whom Cannot Speak

Hello, says she whom cannot hear,
But a meer whisper in my ear;
The sound so sheer,
And yet so meer,
Says she whom cannot hear.

Hello, says she whom cannot see,
The beloved bird away from it's tree;
The sight so free,
Oh, woe is me,
Says she whom cannot see.

Hello, says she whom cannot smell,
What a wretched scent from the bowels of hell;
The child had fell,
The blood not yet to quell,
Says she who cannot smell.

Hello, says she whom cannot savor,
The air of a different flavor;
And yet is quick to favor,
None left to waver,
Says she whom cannot savor.

Hello, says she whom cannot feel,
The slightest touch of a wound yet to heal;
The pain seems unreal,
The blood waiting to congeal,
Says she whom cannot feel.

Hello, says she whom cannot speak,
And in this poem is so meek;
The views of worlds so bleak,
The people so fragile, so weak,
Says she whom cannot speak.

Untitled

A lonely road, limping alone is where I go.
But the point of going is never known.
Everything I see is what no one else can think of,
But still, in this place I dream,
Think,
Live,
I can’t imagine anything else.
No other life is for me.
But still,
I live here,
Alone,
Thinking,
Dreaming,
A new day rising,
But still, all I can live in is the dark.
Hopeless rooms is what I see,
But still I live here,
Alone, dreaming and thinking
In the darkness once more.
Thinking about the stench of the air crossing my mind,
Blood thoughts drown out all things of hope, and light,
I can’t breath anymore.
Don’t think.
Don’t dream,
This is a hopeless life I lead.
And once again,
I’m left in the dark to think,
Dream,
Live.