traversing
internal pathways
there are blockages
unremembered
but no less powerful than those that are clearly visible
in memory
i'm seeking
some peace
and some freedom
revitalisation as well
these times
not the best not the worst
these are the key finding years
let the light shine on dark hidden
habits
self destructive, self sabotaging,
forged in an internal blast furnace
of pain and fear
the child who needed to grow old
and be strong
before her next birthday
to cope with all things without flinching
locking the fear away in the musculature
in the kidneys
the liver, the lungs...
locking the heart against the chance
of pain
sadly this inhibited spontaneity and joy
to understand
is not
to be
but all mountains
are climbed in the same slow way
clickety clack clickety clack....
Friday, November 16, 2012
Tuesday, November 6, 2012
liquid light
newly washed in white light
i venture into the grey murky shadows
they cling to me
and i attract the dark patches
they stick to my skin and
make me itch
sucked from the clutches of contentment
split from grace
dripped like hot wax onto my record are the
pains and sorrows
burnt into my flesh
i'm reaching towards the light
my hand is a silhouette
beyond it are the things to come
the taste of
perfect pitch
drink
liquid light
i venture into the grey murky shadows
they cling to me
and i attract the dark patches
they stick to my skin and
make me itch
sucked from the clutches of contentment
split from grace
dripped like hot wax onto my record are the
pains and sorrows
burnt into my flesh
i'm reaching towards the light
my hand is a silhouette
beyond it are the things to come
the taste of
perfect pitch
drink
liquid light
Wednesday, September 19, 2012
Friday, September 14, 2012
sing, sing
i've been learning to sing
it's quite a technical business
i feel toned each time i go to a class
loving it
concert coming up
this is a bit of a scare
trusting in the heavens that i
can do it
it's quite a technical business
i feel toned each time i go to a class
loving it
concert coming up
this is a bit of a scare
trusting in the heavens that i
can do it
Monday, September 10, 2012
bee tray all
betrayal
one of the most
deadly
of the dark destructive
arts
for those who
are
unaware
there are many traps
i vow to fall into them no more
i vow to cleanse the lair
that has left an open door
to my soul
or
more like
to my feelings
i felt burnt
a feel dirty
i am puzzled
and
tired
beyond
measure
goodnight
blog
keep me safe
and all those i love
xoxo
one of the most
deadly
of the dark destructive
arts
for those who
are
unaware
there are many traps
i vow to fall into them no more
i vow to cleanse the lair
that has left an open door
to my soul
or
more like
to my feelings
i felt burnt
a feel dirty
i am puzzled
and
tired
beyond
measure
goodnight
blog
keep me safe
and all those i love
xoxo
Wednesday, July 11, 2012
Saturday, May 19, 2012
lost and found again and again
reason
without reason
impression
platinum hair glows
even i can't care about this new development
invaluable
when the heart is home
and beating
keep it
give it
show it
it works better when its been broken and mended
oh for a simple sentence!
without reason
impression
platinum hair glows
even i can't care about this new development
invaluable
when the heart is home
and beating
keep it
give it
show it
it works better when its been broken and mended
oh for a simple sentence!
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