Dead Scrolls

You are the only one that makes me feel truly naked, I
burn and bleed and wink at these dead scrolls that
lie across my hood, strapped on with sinew twine.

Deepest truths are often hidden beneath pale lips and
not until something's said are they finally known
like black beetles; shining carapaces vibrating with pulse.

A life that you helped take, waste and wring out to dry
shriveled and whitened, bleached and boned,
gutted and hung
like crustacean pearls on a guitar string.

Gravity - A Perfect Circle

Lost again
Broken and weary
Unable to find my way
Tail in hand
Dizzy and clearly unable to
Just let this go

I am surrendering
to the gravity and the unknown
Catch me, heal me
lift me back up to the sun

I choose to live.

I fell again
Like a baby unable to stand on my own
Tail in hand
Dizzy and clearly, unable to just let this go
High and surrendering to the gravity and the unknown
Catch me, heal me
lift me back up to the sun

I choose to live.

Catch me, heal me
lift me back up to the sun
Help me survive the bottom

Calm these hands before they
Snare another pill and
Drive another nail down another
Needy hole
please release me

I am surrendering to the gravity and the unknown
Catch me, heal me
lift me back up to the sun

I choose to live.

Random Temptation

Tempted to just toss it all out
fill it up again
Check my watch to be sure
Something's sinking in
Wash it thoroughly
This memory's gonna fade
Take it through the heat
Let the edges fray
Tenderize it slowly
Push it to the edge
Eat it while it's still moving
And claw my way to my deathbed.

Sink and slow.
Ten and eight
Live it long
Procreate.

Take it back.

Take it back.

No Longer Angels

Suffer Well

I suffer well, though I am always alone
Terrified of the Midnight Highway
The burning-fire steeds trample me on their way home
I can't send a singular thought tonight
At a blazing pace of speed
Something akin to that of light.

I hold within, a dire need
A facade worth supervising to death
Simply wanting someone to want me
Without a last dash of breath

Every time I hold a thing so fragile and precious
I fall a little deeper into a trap
Sending my soul into a cycle tenacious
and ten-times worse than life.

Nightscape

I am hopelessly weak,
And can only struggle for my sanity.
I am pulled back to There,
Where I once dreamed;
Where I finally died.
Where I found life
Only after I escaped
Terrible skull-shattering screams
Echo inside me,
Then I realize
They are my own.
I tear myself from that dark corner,
Only to find myself submerged;
I can’t see where I am going.
It’s dark outside, up there
Wherever there really is
I don’t know
...I never reach the surface.

Trilogy of Sorrow

Seems so much time has passed
since I last looked down,
I've been too busy living
that I forgot where I lived.
Now as the day draws to an end
I must remember where my bed is.

To seek you would be an atrocity of my faith.
My fortitude compromised by
soft caresses,
flaying me open
leaving my true heart bleeding,
pumping red
all over the floor.
I held my heart close to me
so it wouldn't break,
and cracked it against my own hard head.
To be with you again,
would be a dream
but even dreams must end.

Ten more years and I'll forget you.
Five more years and I'll try.
I couldn't say it the last time I saw you,
in your arms, I die
I hold your memory with shaking fingers
Tempted to keep it that way
The day that I told you I love you
Has long since passed away
Now I walk alone
Footfalls in the freezing snow
A soft crunching in the wind
As I try my damnedest to let you go.
Keeping your company is not for me
And two more years would add up quick
In the night I'll still adore you
Standing in the rain and heartsick.

Unwanted.

I go by Carrie, but you can call me Shadows if you like. Without further ado...a poem for your enjoyment:

Unwanted

A brief span of mockery
thus defined their outlaw ways
tempted by love and lust, drained
through the hole at the bottom of their fading hearts
They held hands together every moment; clasping
fingers sensitive to learn
that the body is hopeful,
but the struggles of the soul
are intended to be lost.