A journey into the depths of my heart, mind and soul. "From my heart a single tear hangs low..." {Pink Raven}
07/03/2015
06/03/2015
Fifteen 05.
Guilt full view
blinds
Sentiment hanging, threads
And she said
''Fifteen 05''.
Contrived and
Convicted
Convoluted.
Slaughtered
her very words that laid me bare.
© 2014 Michaela James.
Future Past.
engrave
every memory
cradle inevitability
detail vague
incomplete
soothsayer says.
© 2014 Aug 18th - Michaela James
Pink Raven 1221™
Anon ~ 1969-2013.
The alcoholic sip of air
immerses the pain,
rage ripples the iris
takes hold of my tears
rips apart the joy of life washed in sin
despair focused
prepares the stench of death
bathed in lust
the addiction that itches the skin
crawls beneath,
waiting
for the moment of uncontrolled fever
smirks in the corner
as I bite another piece of me.
The wax baked on limp dreams
that I was special
within the fire of hate
the circle of make believe
my lover goodbye,
my friend and confidant
my alter ego.
© 2015 Michaela James.
Self Addressed Envelope.
Because you loved me
you abandon me
dress fear
with fear itself
reflecting
immersing
every shadow quivering
every shadow quivering
snapping her hand writing wrongs
you taint me
shame me
hate me
When said and done
create me?
Because you loved me
you abandon me
redress truth
with the contempt I deserve
yet
she is still poetry
her poisoned pen
twelve years to spill spit
friendship dead.
All that's left
a letter to one's self.
© 2014 Aug 18th - Michaela James
Pink Raven 1221™
20/02/2015
Black Carnival.
Dreamscapes collide
blur the edges,
the canvass of carnage
a carnival
I sleep
one eye open,
watch death patiently pace
my shallow sanctuary
I fall thro' the keyhole
of indifference, maybe
it's better to go
than wake the wanton wanderings
of my vacant heart
The bed of nails aches
for my penance,
the genius of sorrow
embedded
being born
I cry
Madness made immortal
by the shatter of what was left behind
2015 Michaela James.
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