scars.
i like.
for they have meaning.
markers of past, reminders that last.
scars of birth; marks of light; mother's milk. progeny pride.
pristine slice, precious brand, stained skin, shrinking gangrene.
scars.
i loathe.
for they mean nothing.
signs of vileness, symbols of evilness.
shreds of mind, eyes of dread; tyrannous truth, damaging dread.
burning shrapnel, bullet tumbling, tearing tissue, ripping reason.
Showing posts with label pain. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pain. Show all posts
10.10.2007
9.20.2007
releasing the genie
back from the dead.
back from the land of the dead.
back from a land of death.
Back from death...
back from the land of the dead.
back from a land of death.
Back from death...
if not to life.
suns and moons took me away.
suns and moons imprisoned me.
suns and moons brought me back in the end.
if not by you given, i welcome myself...
or do i?
6.13.2007
wallow in loathe; bask in dread; thrive on disdain
loathe and dread,
i cannot contain.
my daily bread.
should i refrain?
i cannot contain.
my daily bread.
should i refrain?
life's common thread.
always the same.
is it inbred?
pleasure of pain.
fearful edge tread.
this feeling disdain.
a maddening threat.
fight in vain?
easy
'hate myself for the damage, but don't think twice about causing it.
it feels so good at the time, yet turns so regretable later.
always, so eager to inflict. when done, so easy to sulk over.
so difficult to say "won't" so easy to renege on the word.
how easy it is to loathe self; troubling this love with self-hate.
are we quick to fall down? why so diffident to embrace joy?
how different do you think it would be, if turned 180 around?
6.04.2007
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