Poetry

It doesn't stop, this need to feel the sting.
The craving, raving for each wicked thing.
The urge to bleed with a desperate longing.
Hell to be paid by eternal burning.
Holding on tight, yet still falling.
Left alone, in pain, weak and quivering.
Embracing the slice, the blade caressing.
Still it does not quench this insane wanting.

Incased within a wall of glass.
Living sheltered from my past.
Trapped inside without a light.
Taught to feign a worthy life.
Tired of smiling through my pain.
Nothing lost and nothing gained.
Time to cut these chains of silk.
Place my trust upon this hilt.
Piercing feel of stainless steel.
Need to grow, want to feel.
Scarlet drops upon pale skin.
Slake my thirst, weep in sin.

need is crawling 'cross my skin
heat is building deep within
have to, want to, need to feel
mark my soul, make it real
cut me open, lay me bare
stop the tears yet make me care
clean the wounds with winter's rain
give me peace disguised as pain

a touch, a taste, a forbidden place.
tempting tears on a hidden face.
shackled firmly, skin pulled tight.
a willing canvas bared for You to write.
scarlet letters, etched in pain.
left to bleed, left to stain.
release this hatred, feed my need.
but beware the rage when You plant this seed.

I have not been active in a while but I still come and check everyone out once in a while. I am glad to see familar faces still posting and I hope everyone is well. As for me.. see below. I think I am still seeking... insanity.

Take care...



Who me?

*What was I thinking? What was I seeking?
I am not completely ignorant yet I acted like I had no consequence.

*Once a guest within my own sanity yet now I’m destined a prisoner to this litany.
Resonating from deep within, self-hate has turned into unforgiven sin.

*Oh, the price I will pay each remaining day, but not to worry, I accept my blame.
No escape, no other route, forced to stay because there's no way out.

*I did not want to release my haunted soul. I had it trained to stay as told, deep within so none could see; buried darkly this thing inside of me.

*Can you see this beast that now is free? Can you hear the silence from that part of me?
Listen lightly for now it will be broken, by mighty pain rent and greedily woken.

*My tortured moan and groans so bare of hope… stay back; beware, lest I turn provoked. It may let loose, this blackened hardness I know so well, this desperate truth.

*Oh God, no… now I have fallen on my knees, begging and crawling, I have lost all dignity.
Mewling and slithering across the floor, I sicken myself crying for more misery.

*Shut up whore, who asked for it all. Be a woman and stand up tall.
This is the price you pay when judged to be guilty. Remember your mind so sick and filthy?

*Embrace your punishment, bear it well and do not whine. No relief will be given to you from your hell this time.

*Wait! Oh no, please no. I don’t want to hear. Shhh… there may be some relief, my sweet, sweet dear.

*If you join the darkness and breathe your last breath, perhaps you ...