The Day The Rain Stopped

Standing amongst the confounded rain drops of thoughts

I stood soaking praying for it to stop in the parking lot

Oft times my thoughts would melt my brain  so I'm drained 

So I would  sit for days to write with no light

Written stories and novels of one lines

Something to cause the pain to topple within time

At some point this rain, this pain has to stop

At some point this rain, this cut will clot

And then she appears, she steers through her fears

And the clouds leers, peers into my tears

A shadowed rainbow pierces through the rain

Standing before me she pushes aside my pain

An umbrella protecting me with just a smile

A heart worth waiting for through the denial

I feel like a hummingbird dancing tween the drops of rain

My Hearts Rainbow

Twas night and dark, darker than most nights

And something was wrapping at my hearts door.

I open my door but nothing is there so I close it again.

An orchestra of crickets and frogs play the Moonlight Sonata 

As I drift away from myself I hear the wrapping again

I open my door but nothing is there so I close it again.

I fall back into unison with my personal orchestra 

And feel as if someone is there listening with me

I open my eyes to a lost paradise which is seen only in my dreams

And the soft wrapping at my hearts door resumes

I slowly open the door as a brilliant light creeps in 

The door cannot stop this beautiful light, a cotton candy colored rainbow bursts in

My heart is flooded with a new feeling that is pure, replenishing my heart

From fears and pains past that with this moment drain away as I remain to stay

She brushes my shoulder with that intent gesture

A soft kiss memory like the orchestras melody.

Stained

Stained

 

is this to me.

 Torched heart scarred soul tortured mind.

 

 Weighted shoulders supporting jagged icebergs.

 

 Root balls of pain planted in my brain seeding new weeds waiting to be pulled.

 

This is Stained to me.

Split Mirror

Silence sleeping next to me.

Laying as two and the Raven flies dividing them.

Bounding chains chiming in the wind

Plotted predetermined walls splitting Forrest.

A jest to only be told to the future as a lost dream.

A dream possible yet an impossibility confined to a dream.

A legacy evolving from a realized fate. 

A destiny already spoken but unheard and unseen.

Blind until time has told the story that was to be unfolded.

Written as riddles, bold in code

like an emphatic child

like a reservoir spilling into its reserve

like a Raven soaked in oil

Because it believed and dreamed

Because it absorbed and refrained

Because it smiled over tears

Secretly reflecting while it is deflecting

Deflecting what it wants to see

Reflecting how it shall never be.

A dream oft silenced on a pillow shared.

So easy breath forgotten, so easy hunger misplaced.

Contextual emotions greyed by defined lines at our feet.

Walking through between the shadows casted at my feet

A glimpse of now and then, now and never when.

Oil binding  feathers of flight saturated in fear.

F*?*ear to what is to become

Fear what is to lived.

Sheep

Fingers stained with tainted blood poisoned buy dirty money

Hearts ripped out buy razors lashed from steel whips,

woven with wine and whiskey laced with skins of rats

Stomachs drawn through the navels of insanity

Leaching toxic words undigested by nubby soft incisors 

Bleeding gums ingested to coat the throat for the tongue to follow down

A downward spiral into the depths of an empty stomach

Organ donor card simply reads yes please

Prosthetic legs replace phantom pains from fire

Melting flesh, burning hair unable to curb the chill air that shoots ice subcutaneously into the soul

Glass egg shells tearing feet ceasing ambulatory progress

Infinite forks lay in the road speared with brain matter of sheep

Topless three armed unix enslaved drooling acid

Lipless toothless decayed walking matter

Praying for death their only real hope

Sam 4:15

Freedom

Enslave, Exhausted

Consuming, Spending, Taxes

Money, Cradle - Grave, Dying 

Uniting, Dividing, Killing

Red tape shackles 

Slavery

Raven's Ghost

Ghost of Darragh's past

Broken hearted, Suspicious

Dealing, Spiraling, Losing

Smirking witch, Raven - Raven Serene, Skeletons rested

Conquering, Fulfilling, Loving

Free thoughts, Determined

Darragh's ghost to come

The Punisher

Frustration and anger comes on thyself.

Spoon fed twisted tongues of fate.

Promises of forever and happiness to only rest once in each other.

Arms with empty truths, eyes full with spears.

Betrayed and broken from a daemon within once again.

Dreaming of a love that which shall not lie to this broken forsaken heart.

Scarred and tattered, bruised and numb.

The pain becomes tolerable.

A normal occurrence, a normal feeling never to change until the truth of one would free me from these chains.

Locked in an inevitable lust, impossible dream of love.

Smiles camouflaging tears with a raven on my shoulder.

Whispering never more while feasting on the bloody remains of a still beating canceress mass blackened by them. 

They feel themselves, they feel not me and no nay never could feel me.

A daily flight from shoulder to my bottomless stomach to feed and protect its claim behind walls of stone and iron.

Gates locked from the outside and keys laying in the moats surrounding me.

Water of fire, hail of blood, burning up hopes and dreams fading from tablets Etched with broken finger nails and teeth.

No need for sight so the raven gorges on my eyes.

No need to journey so he boils my feet.

No need for holding another so he splurges on my hands.

Leaving my ears as to hear my own cries of pain and loss running to nowhere for comfort 

Theoretically irrelevant.

Poison

 Rests in a plastic bottle 

 Spoils dreams and ambitions that never leave the tip of the tongue

 Kills digestion of reality

like

 A wildfire hopping a highway consuming estates of the elite

 A bee fleeing from its detached stinger

 A crucifix overlooking the unfaithful

Betraying

 The sense of security led upon by the first sip

Nameless

It Hung there 

Around my collar bones grasping my heart

Fused to my bones and rusted to my heart keeping it close to my chest

Jingles from my suffocating night terrors

Strengthens, enables my backbone while strangling my heart

Spine of stone and heart of gold waiting to be melted free from these shackles of ol 

No One Of Consequence

Running fast to nowhere

I stare into myself finding emptiness

Peppered holes in a soul begging to be filled

Silenced from envy and pain

My ears take that which my shoulders carry heavy

Words fall deep down buried from all that which matters

My Raven

 Perches atop my brain's mantle. For art thou all-knowing?

 Feeds on the knowledge that is to be. Digests the evil that is within me.

 Gross submissive to a life on scene

like

 A landfill collecting the lost, unwanted, and decomposing.

 A River washing away the leaves, the dirt, and contaminants.

 A star aging to his supernova

Guarding

 Me from there in justices

My Hell

My Hell

Common, Eternal

Consuming, Twisting, Revealing

Seeded Deep Down Within

My life

My Eyes

Eyes
 Truth, Vision
 Seeing, Knowing, Looking
 Ears, Hands - Photographs, negatives 

Dimming, Confusing, Creating
 Black, Lost
 Dark room