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A love so brilliant
A gesture so common
Yet a touch so magnificent
A yearning for more
Desperation in a voice
Only sounds of the night
Weeping, crying then sleeping
A pulse so shallow
Blood runs thin
Motives similar; a game all the same
Forbidden pleasures
Hidden treasures
Salvation and inner peace
I found myself briefly
All other things lost
Alone, dazed and confused
Envious…hopeless
Wondering…pondering
Striving for perfection
Yet settling for less
I am stupid
My soul is bare but my brain full
My sense of humor lacking
My sense of self- deficient
I am low
Competing against me
I win, I lose
A desperate fight to stay alive
I use time as my guide though it leaves me astray at times
I follow- clueless…wandering aimlessly
I go through the motions only to be disappointed again
Distraught

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Published by: her mourning coffee

Walking a fine line between genius and insanity. My words are raw, sometimes visceral, and vulgar.  I write to settle my thoughts.  I have triggers that extract emotional immaturity, deep- rooted fears, anger, insecurity, vulnerability, yet I heal with every stroke of the pen.  I might be that monster.  I sometimes scare myself.  Please keep this in mind as you read.  I do not wish to provoke you, though stories need to be told. *not all posts are in real time

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