You are not

meaningful to me.

Leave my life quietly

on the next train.

Don’t leave

your card.

#Redundant #Anchor #FeelBetterAlready #WeightLifted

It’s not a word.

It’s in...his pressing, passionate kisses,

he never forgets before every

single time we part.

.....In the conversations

with long descriptions of his long days,

even when he’s oh so so tired.

....in the amount of hearts and placements of them he puts in his emoji texts.

....in the attention to what I like.

......in how he works so hard for so little. Just to keep the life he has, the life he thinks is worth it all.

It moves my mountains,

with just a little thing done, to prove it is alive, not a ghost of a word.

It’s not a word. ....So easily and often mistakenly, clumsily fallen from the tongue, to its death.

It’s hardly spoken, but so often proved.

I’m just a visitor to life -

I’ll pack up my mind

and go elsewhere.

Too many parts of me

have spilled on the ground.

I have scraped and taped

and whitewashed my past,

but it’s all been so fast

and my sins are too vast.

I wish I weren’t

the one to blame,

but all the same -

I wish to cloak myself

in a new name

and start all over again.

I will pry open my mind

like a blossoming flower

and let all the color

seep into my head.

I won’t have to go far

slinging my mind

in my backpack of life

but why can’t I take

just a few more things?

#PackMyBag #DontForgetYourMind #IWantToTakeMore

the sunset painted the sky

so delicately, it brought warmth

to his restless soul

when it touched the ocean

he ambled along the shore

as the gentle breeze brushed against his skin

he took a deep breath

filled his lungs with salty air

and let it touched all the wounds

others cannot see

he stretched out his arms

toward the water

the waves broke

as he gave in to the whirlwind of emotions

and dragged him out

to the vast ocean

he stared at the lilac sky

with barely stars visible;

stayed afloat

silently thanked the water

for soothing his soul

for reminding him

of the passion he once had

for letting his mind

wanders freely

for all the feelings

he never felt before

he slowly lost sight of the shore

when the water kept pulling him further away

from what once was an illusive haven;

he found himself again

as he closed his eyes

for the very last time

and took the ocean with him.

#solitude #peace #death #lifeanddeath #ocean

Here I share my favorite pieces from Atticus..

“Dare to believe,

the whisper in your ears,

that you might be special,

that you might be meaningful,

that one day,

you might change the world.

It’s us, you see,

the ones who listen

who will change the everything.”

“We are all earth’s beasts,

living short rebellions of death,

together defying it.”

“We leave behind our unicorns -

the ones that get away -

but they’re never fully gone,

they will always be there,

roaming

in the grassy fields of our soul.”

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The hour of midnight...

Bells chime and ring..

Most people are asleep...

Except for one soul.

Ready to find his soulmate...

Not even the Grim..

Or sleep will stop him...

He’ll win this battle.

A fight against Mr. Reaper

Will he be willing

to accept Pierre’s request?

He shall soon find out.

From a flaming opening.

Coming from one of-

The open graves,

Here comes death himself.

With eyes gray, dark-

And full of screaming..

Souls in agonizing pain

Pierre is not afraid..

He walks faces his enemy-

Begs that he releases Astrida.

Near the same red-hot grave

A young woman steps out..

Pierre takes her place,

She cries and screams..

Not knowing if-

Her love’s forever gone.

The Grim gives a wink,

Smiles that he still..

In a way got a new soul-

One that was brave.

#TheGrimReaper #UndyingLove

#Farewell

I whisper my love

into curl

of translucent

conch shell,

twirling and whirling

like our love,

ankles embracing

the teal sea.

Conch beached

on powdered sands,

pink and foamy inside,

moist blushed lips,

love unseen but

hidden deep inside.

I listen to the warmth

and unearth

tenderness

of your echoing sea.

@Challenge #LoveInAConchShell

They linger here, my demons shady

sailing in storm in yawning mind.

“Come to me,” my mortal demons implore

nibbling on my brain, chewing my psyche.

I smile to hide malignant spirits hovering

thriving darkness commandeering my mind.

Beasts with human faces and coated red skins

dripping with blood, pouring poison on wounds,

smothering me with outstretched screams, as

freezing knife of terror plunges within

while monsters gaily play checkers on my soul.

I suppress these spirits but I can’t release them -

they torment, swimming backstrokes in my skull

I want to flee to the moon to escape their wrath

but they wear dreadful disguise of flaming madness

I cry for relief but no one hears my plaintive cries

Don’t navigate my mind, that’s where demons dwell.

#Challenge #demons @SkullBackstrokes

Tranquil dusk

Scent of musk

Fuse into smooth ballad

You sway

Back and forth

One step away

I question my worth

Here comes your nightly bloodlust

You gaze into the distance

In silence

I sense your enticing abstraction

As I slowly reach out a hand

To tear off your mask of sanity

I see no affection

But wonderland

Of inhumanity;

In constant flow of exquisite scarlet

No suffocating feeling of dread

Break it down

Oh, my loathsome psychopath

My handsome psychopath

Will you lead this masochist down

the primrose path?

So kiss me & hold me tight

No absolution

No witness

When chilly night

Scent of iron

Fuse into absolute stillness..

#challenge #love #killer #loveletter #poetry #poem #romantic #death