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On the Horizon

Posted by PrttyBrd on May 23, 2010 at 3:41pm

Cold sheets on warm skin
Embers smolder deep within
Contemplation, undecided
Ruminating unrequited
Marble swirls, icy glare
Reflections of a lonely stare
Perfection personified, lovely face
Flawed and human, full of grace
Lashes long, strong full lips
Elegant hands, soft fingertips
Glide across in satin touch
Electric shock, it proves too much

Journey to Nowhere

Posted by PrttyBrd on May 23, 2010 at 3:23pm

I can see a happy life
I can see you
The path is strewn with ancient wreckage
Scars of Hell burn here on Earth
Over/under, not through
Never through
Churning, churning
Unrecognizable
The plan
Was there one?
Is there one?
Don't have one
Opinions drizzled on like hot fudge
Melt my bones
Pictures run
Round and round they go
"Ashes, Ashes"....
Then Hell on Earth
Release, Release, Release
The cauldron bubbles in my brain
Clawing talons cleave the flesh
Flesh rendered from within
No one notices without
Burning skewers holes in the mind
Oozing memories of lies
And howls of fear
Maddening, deafening sounds of long passed
GET OUT OF HERE
It is etched in gray matter
Screaming out in pained silence
All is well
All is well
ALL IS WELL!
Off the track
Bumpy road less traveled
Forged alone
Wrong direction
Wrong choices
Wrong life?
No choice, did not choose
Pebbles of hope cause a landslide
The hear runs out the mind
Reflections of inadequacy
Searing blindness
NO NO NO
Surrounded by oblivious masses
To be loved, yet not known
To be heard, yet not understood
Life had lead me
No steering
No guides
No breaks
Extended beyond myself
Dependence
Did not aspire to that end
Aspire?
Aspire!
There was a plan...once
Brainfreeze
Anguish
Plight acknowledged

The Thought Alone

Posted by PrttyBrd on October 21, 2009 at 6:06pm

Cool breezes in blowing hairFeeling your skin growing cold in the airKnowing more than you thought you knewThinking of all you should never doIs it really that easy to do what you wantWhen there is a chance that the guilt can hauntThe conscience is strong but the will is weakSitting alone with a tear stained cheekWorried about what ifs is no way to liveLetting things go, it's so hard to forgiveNothing has happened, no plans have been madeSitting here crying alone in the shade

Makes no sense

Posted by PrttyBrd on October 17, 2009 at 4:27am

Through the thunder nothing is heardA shadow of a voice imprinted on the mindThe wind howls and masks their screamsCan one's own mind be trusted?Not in search of, but finding odditiesThings that seem senselessThey fill the crevices left in dreamsThere is no help for the silentMind tricks and slight of handSay the words and life is lightenedOne load at a time

A Day at Home

Posted by PrttyBrd on October 9, 2009 at 2:34pm

In the middle of the afternoonDeeply entrenched in a rutSurprised by the lingeringBy you hanging aroundTrudging through to the endProves difficult indeedNothing getting doneBeing watched in slow motionBeing pulled to other thingsYanked out of the rutJust to be thrown back in laterPlaying catch up is not funBut getting the eyeYes, it is a nice little surprise

Lingering

Posted by PrttyBrd on December 20, 2009 at 7:15am

The faded dreams roll in with the darknessLike a whisper in the nightTransported to another time, another youSurrounded by those who used to love youBy those you will always loveHeartbreak and odium upon awakeningLost in the midst of then and nowKnowing what was meant to be isMourning all that wasn'tPreoccupied with the past, days seem heavyRidiculous waste of resourcesYet, it ebbs and flows like the tidesCreeping in, unwanted and unwelcomeThankful always for innocent mistakesGrateful that no one can read your mindMissing bits of who you wereWhile trying to love who you are

There's Always Tomorrow

Posted by PrttyBrd on November 20, 2009 at 7:33am

Gray clouds block the sunIts rays struggle to shine through the cracksWill the sun reign and blue skies prevailOr will the black thunder bring lightning strikesTime takes foreverAnd the rain begins to fallThe sun sets unnoticedNo beauty reflected in the rainbow skyThe moon now hidden by the stormThe night is black and chills the soulWindburned cheeks hold on to tearsThough the wet is quickly driedThe salt lines remainRemnants of sadness and lingering painFor once the heartbreak is for othersTo see their losing battleTo watch it play out from the sidelinesHelpless to change their pathTheir journey is their ownYet the heart is still brokenThe laggard storm clouds slowly scatterThe moonlight shows through just before dawnThe sun unceremoniously begins to rise

Beautiful and Blinding

Posted by PrttyBrd on September 17, 2009 at 10:20am

Stepping outOn stepping stonesCracked and ready to crumbleThe slightest pressure or lightest weightBring the depths instantly closerPlummeting to the unknownFacing the unwantedThe sunny sky turns tunnelTurns pinhead, turns blackVertigo, no sign to guideNothing to lean onNo way to track the bubblesAs the drowning ensuesSearing pain, like lighteningBlinds or enlightensA flash of what's to comeFor an instant there is tomorrowIn that instant hope renewsA hint of up or downA choice of directionA path to gloryA way of lifeAnd the sun will never be lost again

Walk into a roomThere lies the new oneThere lies the one who has your heartBlink and all's forgottenNo scars to hint of painNothing left but happiness to gainAnd so you hold on and you're heldEffortlessly there is more room in your soulDays so readily wastedJust looking in those eyesMelting the outer shellThat took a lifetime to buildIt is so easy to love you

Voice of an Angel

Posted by PrttyBrd on September 29, 2009 at 7:00pm

Chasing time results in immense frustration
Frustration that culminates in pain
The sweet sound of an angels voice
Such release to be had
Eyes closed as the music hums
Melting stress on its path to the soul
It crosses all barriers
It comforts the lonely
And it soothes the sad
It reaches through the core of emotions
Grabbing what happens to exist there
Holding fast for a ride to wherever the music will land
Accompanying melancholy through to brighter days
Smiling within
Absorbing the pain
And leaving things better than when it began

I suppose this is my little thank you to Mr. Thom.

What Have I Done?

Posted by PrttyBrd on September 2, 2009 at 1:35am

Reflections of self in othersPainfully, reality slapsRealization of needed changeMore patience, more patience,MORE PATIENCEThe residue of stinging words lingersMaking it hard to breatheThere is no escaping self-induced consequences

A Gift

Posted by PrttyBrd on September 1, 2009 at 7:08pm

I give to you a gardenComplete in every wayA mixture for the sensesTo ease the pain awayI give you all the flowersThat grow throughout the yearA blanket that is petal softTo wipe away the tearsI give to you a rainbowColors so brilliant and brightTo brighten up your spiritThrough the darkest of the nightsA world of wonder awaitsThough it is not mine to giveI promise I will always tryAs long as I shall live

Yesterday, Today, and Tomorrow

Posted by PrttyBrd on October 23, 2009 at 5:26pm

Tracing the thoughts with a fingertipLining the clouds with silverPresent feelings from past mistakesProof that change is goodPerspicuity from a lazy dreamThoughts like jumping beansBouncing off of shady cornersWaking what lies in quiescenceScratching light into the darknessWith a stretch and a yawnFolding what was into what isForming what will be

Remembering Evil

Posted by PrttyBrd on November 15, 2009 at 6:30am

Tiny pieces of youLinger in my very beingBurning embers of brimstoneSulfur fills each breathI stop to smell the rosesThey turn to ash at my touchAt you within meParticles spread as I cough you upMultiplying in the airDancing with joyAt their new-found freedomTiny pieces of youRotting my soul and eating my gutsBurning pinholes in my brainMemories burned awayShadow of pain still sore, still rawLingering, lingering, lingering

Freedom in Raindrops

Posted by PrttyBrd on November 15, 2009 at 6:35am

Two feet in front of you Is all you can seeSheets of rain and distant thunderLightning cracksPelting raindrops sting the skinHead down walking fasterFreezing waterHot airSteaming sidewalksCan’t breatheEyes burning with salty tearsThe perfect camouflageNo questions askedNo explanation neededThere is freedom in raindrops

Broken and Beautiful

Posted by PrttyBrd on October 23, 2009 at 4:45am

I know youI know you because I am youI see myself in your eyesI wish I was who you believe me to beI wish I knew me like you know meYou trust because I have proven to be trustworthyYou believe in me because I have yet to let you downYou love because you perceive the good in meI am not evil, but I am not perfectFlawed and broken, am I still beautiful?

At 18

Posted by PrttyBrd on September 23, 2009 at 4:49am

At 18 you are not who your parents perceive you to beAt 18 the mistakes you make are yours aloneAt 18 you learn life's lessons can be brutalAt 18 you think a broken heart is a mortal woundAt 18 you don't know who areAt 18 you have dreamsAt 18 the world is yoursAt 18 you CAN do anythingAt 18 you can be who you want to beAt 18 you can make your own choicesAt 18 set backs do not defeat youAt 18 you are freeAt 18 there is always time

Alternate Reality

Posted by PrttyBrd on June 4, 2009 at 9:28pm

Open eyes can see as it all floats far awayThough denial runs deep even in the face of self-realizationStanding still in hopes that a small part will lingerVisions of yesterday's happiness shade today's shameDifferent hues can tighten the squeezeSmall bits of who you thought you were run outLost in the vast nothingness that has taken holdTwisted views of reality skew the mind against youIn a good moment there is peaceToo quickly forgotten, too quickly lostSearching to find a shortcut back to who you want to beRealizing in darkness that maybe, that never existedWondering if in this so-called truth lies the reality of othersIs this who you are?Is this who they see?You can choose to live in the worst thoughts of you,Or believe in the best version of yourself

Escape

Posted by PrttyBrd on June 4, 2009 at 5:20pm

Tie-dyed psychedelic swirling thoughtsMid-day nightmares tied in knotsJagged edges of broken mindsUntamed beauty so unkindHoney sweet and sappy placesCharcoal eyes on empty facesInside ugly seeps through perfectionBlocking daylights warm reflectionChasing nothing standing stillRaining brimstone breaks the willHeld fast in place by testimonyIndecipherable real or phonyUndependable instincts and cloudy visionInhibits any and all decisionsHand-mixed daydreams light and creamyCandy coated happiness, all is dreamy

Weightless Longing

Posted by PrttyBrd on June 4, 2009 at 4:56pm

Weight of the worldBroken shoulders and cracked spinesLong run consequencesShort run blissWhat's right for nowOr what's right for laterGood for oneOr good for othersRubber arms cannot balance the sidesToday's frustration swallows tomorrowDelinquent youthIntolerant with ageRules or freedomIs there freedom within the rulesIs tomorrow forever tainted by mistakes from todayPerhaps tomorrow is tainted by things further in the pastThen again, could that be where true liberty liesLetting go of bad choicesLiving with the bed you made by accidentDo accidents really existIs there even a pathMistakes that matter need not be ones ownBuried under a world of nothingnessIt matters to no one but you

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