Literary Cluster Pt .5

I. When you wish upon a star
no one tells you its a sham
makes no difference who you are
the whole thing is just a scam

II.
Just because I’m not heard
doesn’t mean I’ll resort to silence
There is always violence
But it spurs no results so I’ll
pursue the enlightened guidance
that I’m provided
Instructed to scream it all out
and without out a doubt
I’ll attract tons of nonsense
It’ll reign on my conscience
That I have to be honest
Only one road to obtain solace
promises
I’m not just a novice
experience has shown me your hand
revealed all your plans
and risked your demands

III.

And I’ll take them to the grave
Every secret that I’ve saved
Of all the hidden wrongs and rights
And hasty choices that I’ve made
The consequences made me brave

IV.
How do I let go if I didn’t know I was holding on in the first place?
How do I forget those chocolate brown eyes
if I didn’t notice I memorized your face?
How do I erase memories that changed who I am and everything I have become?
How do I live with pretending to know nothing of who you are or where you’re from?

V.

Hey there sour puss

What’s with the puckered face

Got your self a taste of bitter

In this wicked, wicked place

Tongue a little pinched and punched

Eyes squint, filled with wet despair

Mindless drones will send you home

But its no better there

VI.
I caught a flight down to Georgia
tried to get my bearings back
Stepped off the plane and felt the
heat trickle from my forehead to my collar bone
It was muggy
But it meant I felt something
Something other than the arrow to my
heart
because all I ever feel is pain
Its the easiest thing to feel
So there I was
standing in what I could only assume some
form of hell felt like
Dehydrating flames
Draining my moisture without movement
and all I could think to do was
get back on that plane and face everything
that I was running from

A Sea of Musings Pt. 4

1.
Away it sank into the ocean
words across the simple page
ink escaping from the edges

“no means no at every age”

2.
Quickly scribbled on the napkin
words with heavy meaning
thrown into the arms of the ocean

“You are the reason for my breathing”

3.
Bottled in
I exposed myself once more for the world to see
one drop at a time
I release the words that swam around in me

4.
I’ve got a little something
from me, to the Mother Sea
so she opens her naval ears wide
and I sing through her waves
my words surfing from crest to trough
of the journey I’ve encountered
she listened
her waves mirroring my highs with a thunderous clap
and my lows with a downpour
She brings my secrets

Again With the Literary Clique

A few unnamed pieces that needed a group home, so to speak.

[1].
I stuffed my life into three boxes,
changed the locks on all the doors,
emptied out the hallway closets,
tossed the lit match on the floor,
hurried to my packed car waiting,
looked back just in time to see,
flames exploding and creating
ash of all my history.

[2].
Whats the sense in running
when your legs are made of steel?
You’ll get no where fast, my dear
and tire out before your problems catch up,
You say you’ve no support
For the problems that exist
But I’ve been here all along, my dear
Waiting patiently, content, inside your mind
Reminding you that you haven’t been alone for a long time

[3].
Combed over in exhaustion,
his eyes burned from deprivation,
the rest he craved wouldn’t be found,
as the need to survive weighed more dire.
Late nights overdosed on caffeine
diluted with sugars and creams;
a shaky diet left him frail and sickly,
often attacked by the germs of the gents he came into contact with.
Unguided advice from strangers for options awakened an anger he hadn’t faced since he’d made his first bad choice.
Sun up,
Sun down,
he revisited the place he hated;
the only place that offered him a chance to survive long enough to let himself live.

[4].
It can’t be helped
The way she loves me
I’m all she’s got after all
She means well
And I hear others whisper
Telling her that one day I’m going to leave her
Telling her that I’m no good
Sneaking in the lies that I’ll betray her
blur her vision and skew her thoughts
in between each kiss we share
they stare
gawking in disbelief that its been years
In awe of our loyalty to one another
Down to every drop
I just hope she realizes more sooner than later
That I can be trusted much less than the percentage printed on my label