It will never end, this longing for true love
This longing for endless perfection
The more I think, the more I hurt, reading your letters
Feathers pouring like tears in harbours
The pretty ones never understand how I climb mountains
Looking for a peaceful mind, I look in the mirror
But I'm not sober in the undertow
On this old rollercoaster ride, this Ferris wheel of addiction
I hear the laughter of children
Gold sunshine, honey and oceans, mother's crying
The heart of Jesus is forsaken and I know you're exhausted
The years of back and forth, bird songs
Dew like snails on the window
Pile up like books, but no one there to listen
I slip like oil, just trying to remember
This heartache has left me like a ghost and I know
The prospect is far beyond
A wolf in the sun, Earth's taboo like a diamond
Sirens meet me halfway where the lucid darkness hangs
In the sanctuary of innocence, smoky days gone and forgotten
Like violent pleasures, violent wars, violent waves
Like soft thoughts, soft memories
Clouds floating away
I hear the pounding drum, the anchor, bells ringing out
Midnight blooming decay twinkling
No more regrets, no more doubts, no more silk
No more cults, no more eruptions
Just decadent brushstrokes, fingers lingering in mouths
Sparks like beanstalks sprouting
Heads hanging in shame, wanting to leave my skin
Stop keeping score, get over grudges
Piss stains and bitches, sucking dick in alleys
I pray for your tears, and paint towns with blueness
Washing the stains from my underwear
The spells you cast with a blazing glare
Eyelids painted with glitter
I wish I could live a little more
I wish I could live a little more.
- Author: Jordan Cash (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: December 10th, 2021 17:31
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 44
Comments1
beautifully hurtful, strong words x
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