In Memoriam of You
Remember when we were younger, when we thought we were immortal? That we could fly? That we'd stay kids forever? How, when our parents told us that life wasn't "all fun and games" we couldn't believe it?
I do.
And I remember how when the harsh realities of high school and the disapointments of life closed in around us...it was you who lightened the load. You could make anyone laugh, and, in return, life smiled down on you.
You were the link that held my weakened chain together, my lifesaver in deep waters. I can't honestly say where I'd be if it weren't for you. I don't think you ever realized the impact you had on me, our schoolmates, our teachers...even the world.
Please don't be upset, but when they close the lid to your coffin, when they lower you into the hole...I won't be watching. I can't bear to see your eyes closed and your mouth sewn shut with invisible thread in an unsmiling line. I don't want my last memory of you to be that casket disappearing from my sight.
I want it to be of you, doing what you did best--making me smile.
"My God, my God,
Why hast thou forsaken me?"
The world is crumbling down
Around your ears, and it
Seems He is not there.
And as you doubt His prescence,
Sometimes you doubt His existence.
I can tell you now,
And save you pain,
God does not forsake His own,
And even though you can't see Him,
He is there, watching over us all.
He isn't "the big man upstairs,"
And He's not waiting
For you to mess up
So He can punish you
from above...
Because He's a God of love
And He wanted you to love Him,
He gave you a free will
Even knowing that you
Would forsake Him.
And yet with open arms He stands,
Waiting for you to
Return to the one
Who gave His all
For you.
Collection of Dead Facebook Friends
Growing list
Some often forgotten
Some deeply missed
Poetically reflective
Mortician--psychiatrist...
Scratch off one...two, three...
No avoiding life’s off-line inevitability
Even with 5G Wi-Fi capability...
By now, most have at least one
Car wreck--cancer--overdose--gun
Whatever the cause may be
Their cyber fingers still poke at me...
...I listen closely now
Where no voices should be heard...
Sugestively in tune
Vaguely infered
The wind just picked up & sturd
As I text goosepimpled
’Neath a quiet moon
Beneath a dancing tree
Good bud, ear buds & sonic tunes
Resting wrist & device
Down upon my knee
Midnight--light shimmering-
Cascading over frail, fallen leaves
Thoughts ’a forming now
Thier darkest Hallow’s Eve...
...So where now
Shall this go?
---Here I know---
That I die & may decree...
Let my words here-
There spawn
For those future, digital faces
Yet to be booked, let alone born
...O’ social searchers of centuries
Sifting thru exponential misery
Via thy internet, binary divinity...
Witness today’s heresy
Thru timeless philo-poesy...
Nietzsche’s thoughts now
Drill ever deeper into me
What we’ve argued
What I’ve learned
All those I’ve loved
Who got burned...
Lol...
That should read
My cyber gravestone
In a cover photo
Showcasing cobwebs & bones...
Delightfully cryptic!
And beneath it, with it...
A little something
Here---I guess---left to see
Reduced to a meme
Rotten & decomposed
No longer can this fallen zombie post...
However
I reach out my brittle, skeletal hand
With a feathered postscript
Etched into timeless kinetic sand...
Can you appreciate your
Shadowed, media host?
Please pour some down
On thy polutted, but holy ground
In a tributary, honoured toast...
And study this generation
Where no one agreed
Understand a time when
Slaves believed they were free
Sugar--Mountain &
All buried below
A-mass collection
That continues to grow...
!...NOTIFICATION REMINDER...!
Ambiguous emojis &
All kinda ghastly faces
Profiled with crested traces
From desolate remains &
Paranormal, creeping, online spaces
Past memorials I morosely
Thumb back upon
These cyber ghosts & me...
Never to be unfriended
Amid catchy advertisements
So cleverly intended...
...Collection of Dead Facebook Friends
Eerily haunting our feed
Technology decides our needs
Tagged ghouls from
Our dead-ended history
Anual recurrences we so
Obediently scroll back upon
Condemned algorithms
Long after we’re gone...
Trying
We cut and feel in our gut that's wrong.
Oh dear, why aren't we strong?
We fought every though,
failed and veiled our feelings.
We hide them with bracelets,
because no one cares that our faces don't lit.
With all this pain,
there's no life to gain.
Please, we beg
stop the scarring on our leg
Scars cover our bodies and we hover between life and death.
Control
All those words running through my mind,
All the pain seeping through the welts in my skin;
Control? Something taken away long ago.
Me, just a numb body.
But I feel,
I feel when the blade touches my skin
Oh, that beautiful adrenalin.
A slash,
I can control scars.
And another,
Cause i deserve every bit of hurt
Just one more
For I can't stop now
Maybe another will end this all.
Digging Holes
My face might be blank, but I'm screaming on the inside
I haven't seen these fires
I've never felt this numb
It's so hard to accept anything when you know the painting you want to create, but the colors you have just aren't right
Life plays jokes, but nothing is funny when the weight presses down on your shoulders
When your elbows dig into the tables like kitchen knives
When your legs feel a ton each
Tell me everything is okay when my jaw is fastened shut
I walk fine because I don't want any attention, but inside I'm crawling
Enter my pipe dream and you'll feel the wrath of the flames
Volcanos of doubt effervesce
My face feels like it's melting, and I'm dreading the day the rest of me goes too
