nighttime
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Silence is deafening
The sound of empty souls
The quiet darkness cutting undesirable thoughts
The sound of a lullaby full of fraught
Silence in the darkness
The sound of empty words
I take drugs to feel good, boy.You lie like a liar should, boy.I don't trust, but who would, boy,after all I've been through?
At my window sit Heaven’s pearly gates,
Comprised of beaming starlight.
The only view of paradise I’ll ever obtain
Is the stars that dot the night.
Are these the winged angels of old,
Slowly, the sunlight vanishes without a trace
As night covers earth in her sweet embrace.
From the window I watch as the fireflies dance;
They’re radiant yellow stars but only for a glance.
hello night
I welcome you
your choir of crickets
chirping fondly
belting bedtime stories
your candles in the sky
like tiny campfires
dying in the distance
"Be yourself again." They say.I want to be all that and more.But how can I go back to being something,That I never even knew?And how can you find yourself,
Dear Blackberry,
When I first met you,
You were bigger than me.
A father's first gift to his newborn child.
In my earliest memories, you're right there with me:
Playing with you,
The hill in Hawthorn Park was notorious for attracting stoners ar night,
They linger at the top,
Out of breath from the hike,
And take a drag from death whilst sharing stories under the stars,
Our eyes met while the night was young,
as the champagne bubbles danced across my tongue.
Who knew this evening would decide our fate?
This is the moment in which I find my soulmate.
i tried to tell the moon goodnight,
but the words were stuck in the back of my mind
unable to escape from behind
Bright light, lovely pale flesh,
reflecting blue as the moonlight catches movement,
as fingertips dance across flesh,
hot and humid breath catching at the back of your throat,
I can’t sleep in complete darkness
I can’t sleep in total silence
Because bad things happen in places like that
When no one can see your tears
Or hear you breathing heavily
On shining lights in velvet nightsI hung my hopes with silver stringAs whispered words I overheardRebounded in my rotting brain.
I keep getting sad at night
instead of putting myself to sleep
but I always put up a fight
even though I know perfectly well
what it does to me
Sleepless night and a flickering light
the shadow glares, from above it snares
slow tunes fill this space with nostalgia
Far from reality
Toward God’s whispers
Over distant gray mountains
Beside azure lakes
Far from mint grasses
The world has turned its face from the Sun,
And I don't know if it will turn again.
In the dark black I stumbled over the Earth crying-confused
Roadburn on my knees, gravel imprints in my gray-pink palms
Dont we come across a wonder
Every now and then?
I mean shouldnt we just write them in a book
We should -
No we shouldnt
Thoughts are meant to be kept in mind
No where else than our mind
Here’s to you, here’s to me,
Here’s to us and all that means,
Here’s to the girl who is all alone,
Here is to the child newly grown,
Raise this one to all the teens crying,
At first, it was disconcerting;
The feeling of being unable to rest.
Now,
I am comforted by it.
My mind, it never sleeps--
Never quiets--
Never stops--
Never dies.
I can feel it;
Whene’er the lustrous moon and stars appear
My tiny world is filled with truth and bliss.
The nighttime and the dark I do not fear
For here is where I ponder life amiss.
Here all my sibling’s bickering subsides.
Scuffed shoes, light as smoke on life-bruised feet.
Alone with my reflections
And the moon
And the thump, thwap, scrape
Of soles on ground up asphalt.
The books never once opened on the shelf
crack their pages to reveal
thick-jawed beasts or
the few remaining craters of ghost-towns or
a sea of people shielding me from you and you from me
I am the moon
When the light fades
And the world turns a blind eye,
I become alive.
I show myself to only the darkness,
Ane become
The soul of the night.
The stars puncture the darkness
