murdermurdermurder by *Lostboysmee
oil slick shining
in talon claws.
the stillness broken,
by a melancholy caw.
. closure .. closure . by *Amanda-Graham
. closure . 2013.12.06
Do not bother with your 'sorry it ended this way' ... I accept no apologies from those who are behaving according to their natures.
I asked a friend for help when I needed it.
She could simply have said "no" in a kind manner, but instead went off like a bomb in my face. In that process of exploding she exposed how she had always thought of me and what her true nature is; a tirade of over eight pages in length when properly formatted.
She was, in her reality, never my friend.
She could just gently have said no.
It is as simple a story as that.
Do not bother sending me promises
God Works at Wal-MartYou won’t find God in this lowly place,God Works at Wal-Mart by ~Achille1996
with the savage citizens of the human race.
He’s better fitted for a golden throne
with angel songs and troubles unknown.
I dread and fear that God may be a liar.
A holy hypocrite or a wicked friar
who turns the wretched from His lair,
in turn for women He finds more fair.
But there are those born for grieving,
who must substitute breathing for believing.
And I have heard their voices cry for salvation,
have seen God turn His head on their damnation.
And if there is a God at all,
I hope not to find Him in a shopping mall
with my soul in His hand, and a card in the other
selling my deliverance for the sake of another.
................written in a frenzy and run-on................ by *prettyflour
and exclamation points
used in rapid succession
words all blurred
so bare bones it's bloody
strung out and on display
in a frightening combination
of paragraphs and stanzas
punctuation gone mad
ellipses my new black
used and abused
then spit out
in gratuitous repetition
there is no word count here
no hearts dotting the i's
just a string of letters
done up in cursive
but not very pretty at all
Version 2.Version 2. by *Amanda-Graham
... found spray painted in the femme forum of the Seventh Ring ...
"How to hav a lovli day"
Posted by Bad Boi Today 1:20 am | Post #1
Smile at Strangers
Say Thank you
Give lots of compliments
Observe and listen
Wish people a lovley day
Reply by Amanda_Fucking_Palmer Today 9:12 am | Post #2
Nicely done ... and now for ...
Get up before 'they' do
Scalding hot shower to wash the me loving me from last night off
Standard Street Battle Dress™ Doc Martens™ and Lip Service™ leather hoodie (no panties BITCH and i KNOW you'll miss that. HA!)
Miracle Forever™ to screen natural pheromones from ScentTracerz™ tracking (they'll think i'm some version of The Girl Desired™; like you she had so many upgrades and downgrades)
WeaponzPod™ array for mission specific anticipations (today's mission: photoarray and edgedweapons)
Stamp and s
Tout sans rien dire - Without a word(scroll down for English)Tout sans rien dire - Without a word by =Wordeea
Tout sans rien dire
Si jamais mon échine
se casse sous la tempête
Si jamais la feuille
finalement quitte son arbre
et si ma bouche un jour
sans aucun bruit s’exclame
le bleu du ciel restera
Without a word
If ever my spine
collapses under the storm
If ever the leaf
finally parts with its tree
and if one day my mouth
cries out without a sound
the blue of the sky still will remain
-Sophie, 31 octobre 2013
Nihilku 2 (fr/en)Dans les herbes rougesNihilku 2 (fr/en) by *lombregrise
monte une prière -
le chant des vaincus
Through the red grass
soars a prayer -
song of the vanquished
The Mad Mending The MadShedding the badThe Mad Mending The Mad by ~ConstantMirror
the mad mending the mad
our skins pink and new
from the bonds that grew
simply finding each other
one in a million chance, my love
. live .. live . by *Amanda-Graham
"I'd die for you."
“I think that dying is the easy part of life; for in waking each day and living in every moment, therein lies the challenge”
- Jeremy Aldana
"Dying is easy, it's living that scares me to death."
"All good is hard. All evil is easy. Dying, losing, cheating, and mediocrity are easy. Stay away from easy."
- Scott Alexander
"I'm different. I have a different constitution, I have a different brain, I have a different heart. I got tiger blood, man. Dying's for fools, dying's for amateurs."
- Charlie Sheen
"Yeah ... take the easy path ta gettin' away from me ... I'm gonna live forever for you."
Amanda © 2013
*blue ermin loop™ a singular corporal existence*
Image: "Scarred heart of a love junkie" by :iconKissTheSunrise: © 2013
PilgrimsPilgrimsPilgrims by *Lostboysmee
enduring the pain
of the journey.
At the crossroads
with our noblest
and deepest fears.
Emigres, we carry
our fragile light
to the darkest
of this reality.
EquilibriumIndignationEquilibrium by ~retr-o-bute
Forgiveness offers anonymity.
I will tame this
Spectrum of existence
I have come
That these artificial divides
Are an archaic,
Relic of apprehension
I refuse to live in.
Faith is the unity
Of heart and mind
That elevates the living from the alive.
Sore, tattered skin,
Torn, withered within,
Resentment is no longer my restraint.
Reborn with ambition,
Warm with animation,
Guilt will no longer be my love's blind.
Consumed all I could see
In my memories of you and I.
I struggled to understand
How I could love a soul
Yet clamour for natural consequences.
Affection and indignation
Are not to be divided,
As the sins from the sinner are.
I found the strength to love you,
And the strength to pardon myself
For your addictions.
Can you imagine a life
Beyond these bars that bind?
Can you find serenity
In this sobering, unfamiliar territory?
If you can, you aren't blind,
If you can't, I'll be your guide.
. y ."Winter is coming so fast ... cold ..." "umm hmm" I thrill in shelters of my memories. "Did you hear me?". y . by *Amanda-Graham
© Amanda 2013
Images: "Untitled" by :iconmenervaTau: © 2013
"dreams" by :iconphotoport: © 2013
"I am of the leaves which tremble II" by :iconRapidHeartMovement: © 2013
"My Bitter Half" by :iconStarsColdNight: © 2013
"Motherland Chronicles #38 - Dark Side of the Moon" by :iconzemotion: © 2013
AloneThe simplest things, I can no longer decide for myself.Alone by =GypsyMountainman
No longer am I whole.
I am tired, my spirit broken.
My fight is gone.
Nature beckons me to come,
deeper still, she whispers.
until her icy embrace holds me tight.
Come to me, she cries
I am broken, my spirit tired.
My fight lost.
What do I fear?What do I fear? Not death. I have that bastard's number on speed-dial. The grinning skull with maggots crawling about in its eye-sockets doesn't faze me. Not for myself, anyway. But I do fear intimacy.
Becoming close to someone, loving them dearly, and then having them taken away by that soulless son-of-a-bitch. So yes, I fear death in a roundabout way. It keeps me from loving the way I should be able to do. It keeps me apart from people who would love me if I'd let them. So maybe I do fear death.
It sucks all the joy out of life, knowing that your dear one could be suddenly gone. Tomorrow is never promised to anyone. I always thought there would be one more with her. No, I don't fear death.
I hate death, because it makes me fear intimacy.
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