A Game of Hearts

Come in

Sit down

Don’t leave

Roll up your sleeves

We’re going to play a game

Free of claim

Blunder and blame

We’ll have a blast

And some laughs

Share the lust and ease

While making our memories

A little affection

To alleviate the isolation

When it ends

We’ll remain friends

Now, here’s the fun part

So, listen up

The game continues on

For far too long

I’ll grow close to you

You’ll push away when I do

I’ll realize the way we are

Is exactly what I’m looking for

I’ll get lost in your eyes

Fixating on what you deny

I’ll speak openly

When your lips freeze

I’ll raise the stakes and strive

To make visible what you hide

Many talks of pulling the reigns

Giving into us time and time again

I will fall

While you stall

I will break

And make you quake

The sad part

I feel it in my heart

I see it in your eyes

Still you hide

The buzzing in my ears

They tell me your fears

They speak what you speak

But not to me

It was real and unrestricted

Variant and explicit

What a goddamn shame

It could have been great

You’ll never let it be

Never give into me

Forced to let it go

Can’t hold onto hope

Unclench my grip

And let you slip

I’m just so displaced

I try to replace your face

With his lips

And hers

With her hips

And his

Senseless kiss

After senseless kiss

It’s still your lips I miss

And so, you sit at the bottom

Of every last bottle

As I sip the last drip

Trying to forget

I need my fix

No saving grace

Lust to taste

Few words it takes

To shatter my strength

I can’t

I can’t be yours to break

Stay strong

Even if it’s wrong

Even if it feels fake

It will eventually dissipate

Stripped

Undertones are heavily weighted
Beneath every word so jaded
Can't quite pinpoint it
But there is a bit left implicit
Rethinking the feeling?
Misled or misreading?
Thought to be in tune
Not misconstrued
By the dispute
With confusion and repute
Stretched out and exposed
Nothing more to disclose
Left to decipher what little is shown
Underneath cloaks of the unknown
This is unjust
This is a must
Remove the sheaths
Reveal or release

Heroin Whore

Lovesick bitch
Always ready to split
Pure once, before she was broken and worn
Tattered and torn, she continues to transform
Swallowing the souls of those who care
Indulging in the drug the wicked ones bare
Stone cold safeguard, the illusion of strength
Take her and rape her but stay at arm's length.

 
The junkie
The junkie
The junkie is me.

 
Meth head
Alone in her bed
The world is sleeping, but
She's staring at the ceiling
Bleeding brain
Adrenaline veins
Fight or flight?
Fight it tonight.

 
The junkie
The junkie
The junkie is me.

 
Heroin whore
Looking to score
The drug is free
When the junkie's on its knees
Who will invest in the habit
When they already have it?
Scabbed needle stick scars
Do you know who you are?

 
The junkie
The junkie
The junkie is me.

Crossing Continuums

Every damn time
I feel it
Wish I could stop it.
My heart flying…
Fleeing…
Breaking out…
Shattering the ribs.
On the brink
Leaving a sick
Sinking…
Hollow feeling…
In the gut.


Every damn word
I see it
Wish I could block it.
My mind racing…
Fearing…
Falling…
Invading the ventricles.
In a daze
Leaving a sense
Of  seclusion…
Confusion…
And envy…
In the core.


An ill craving…
Feed the fiend
All the same
In different strides.
The parody…
I'm the junkie
I do it to myself
All the time.

Requisite

Soaking wet
With anticipation
Frustration
Admiration.
The desire
The need for
The thirst...
Complete intoxication.
The thrill
Is not
the penetration.
It is the temptation
And excitation.
The gratification
Is in that
Which leads to
The sensation.

Give me
The passion.  

The visions
And dreams.
The fever
And fantasies.
The theories
And beliefs.
The ambition
And motivation.
The  creativity
And spontaneity.

Give me
The crux
Of your soul.

Give yourself to me. 

Purged

Writing has always been an out...an art...my core.
Therefore, I pick up the pen once more.
Allow me the time to be caught up in this rhyme.
Unearth my passions, before I fully decline.
For, the daily grind is numbing and dumbing my mind.
Staying sharp is hard when the days are relentlessly outlined.
I've got a craving for something intellectual.
Dying to feast of those whom are full.
Lead me from devastation to salvation.
Propose a conversation to rid the starvation.
Give me controversy: politics, culture or religion.
Whatever it takes to reunite with my beliefs and opinions.
Psychology...philosophy...physiology?
I'm up for anything, so long as you challenge me.
Throw any topic out there for debate.
I need a theory to contemplate.
Illustrate something intricate and innovative.
Force me to remember that I am creative.
Inspire me; drag out my wisdom and wit.
I'm ready for it; I refuse to forfeit.

Desecration

Rubbed raw.
Badly bruised.
Covered in cuts.
Without a thought
And her eyes shut
She plunges her blade
Deep into his gut.
Rationality receding.
Dangerously distraught.
Fear...a fugitive.
With angst-ridden tears
She speeds round the bend
To dispose of his limbs.
Mangled mind.
Dirty and defiled.
Distended with disgust.
She sits in her cell
Realizing revenge
Dammed her to hell.
She lost her purity
Her sensitivity
Her sanity
...She lost her life.
For what?
Because some guy
On a power high
Wanted a fuck.

Moonstruck

Your touch is electric.
Love floods your skin
And charges into my body.
Passion is your kiss.
Each breath I draw
Hollows in your chest.
My flesh flaming
Yet chills fall across my body.
The emotion is so overwhelming
It tremors through each vein.
The numbing misery vanished
As the beating in my core returned.
I feel revived.
Appealing and alluring.
Lovable and capable of loving.
I am human again.
Undeserving, but fortunate.
To experience this
Indescribable, unadulterated,
Uninhibited...bliss.

Justice Prevails

Hmmm...do you feel it now?
Can you taste me on your lips?
Imagine my hair within your grip?
Dying to slip in between my hips?
Awe, what's the matter love?
Waiting ever so patiently
By the phone
Just for me?
Can't bare it?
Can't stand it?
Must pick up the phone
and dial my number?
Do your ears burn
When you hear my lack of concern?
Can't fathom the thought
Of my world being perfectly in order?
That I am capable of living
Without you?
Can't stand it?
Can't bare it any longer?
My attention
Affection
Avocations
Don't surround you.
Far too much time
Determination
And fortitude spent
Detaching from you.
I've reached the peak
Of my scale.
Waltzing in, you think
You can shake me down.
What is it you seek?
To always be sought?
I believe that may be.
For when your claws
Envelope and one
Begins to care
With flat palms and a blank stare
You dismiss what you hold dear.
To obtain the unobtainable.
The forbidden desire.
The closest you'll ever near me again.
Finally, I stick true to the
Proclamations I made.
Many people pine for
What they cannot have.
I was there.
Now you are.

Diseased

Rancid tastes overtake every inlet of my mouth.
The grotesque has a way of provoking saliva to thicken.
Dripping...dripping.
My god, I can taste him.
My throat dry; as if liquids haven't neared my lips in days.
Parasites infesting shrouds upon shrouds of flesh.
Absent.
Dormant.
Present...again.
Limbs grow numb.
My core begins to decay.
Cancerous kisses drink dry brittle bones.
Lying lips deliver deceit, curing qualms.
He it The Unforgiven.
He is the Devil's blood.
My feel-good scapegoat.
My deadliest sin.
It's time, this must end.
Grief stricken tears of insanity cloud my vision.
And scarlet droplets grace my face in his place.