Tag Archive: fear


feminine flaw

For all those involved
you know what’s been done
you know of the dark
of the things we’ve become

If you hurt me
who is to blame
isn’t that the question
left in our way

The people before us
say it’s the feminine demise
like we draw out the poison
in an older man’s mind

Like are words are a candy
filled with a taint
and what they choose to do
we brought our way

But the people are saying
from ear to ear
in a movement of whispers
that we didn’t bring our selves here

That the shape of our body’s
or how the fabric plays at our skin
that your deeds should not be our damnation
because you forced yourself in

Because kindness most tender
because of our lack of battle field walls
 should not be considered a crime
it’s your turn to be made small

To feel the weakness
we feel each day
knowing no matter how hard we fight
were small and tender – but u shouldn’t be allowed to have your way

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They dance to stars no one sees
And whisper how they wish to breath
Always asked
How and why
They never really seemed to try
To be the same
Less or more
But isn’t that why
It’s been called war

It’s always asked by this shade of men
Why she couldn’t be
Who she was then
How her shades
Can so drastically change
How her soul could belong to the same
And then they sing the beating song
And never understand what is wrong

The bruises colour in different ways
purple to the skin
Red to the brain
Until the anger leaves
And she builds again
And why they ask her
About the wall
But with the wrong answer
They sing the song
Oh the children hum along
To the tune of the beating song

He dances on knives
He use to protect any child
Harmed by that shaded of men
He would go so far
He’d scream
Not to be like them
And then the tun would start again
And the shadows would sing along
As they sang the beating song

The streets were could
But with brothers love
He thought he could be
Mor then just another one
But the game is hard
And the fight grows old
And like his fathers touch
On it goes
To the rhythm
Of the hums and moans
On and on
The beating song goes

They ask me why
But no one know
But that is how the beating song goes

The ifs only I

If I were just a star

Life less in the sky
One in a billion
At least they would marvel at how I shine
And if I were a leaf
Predestined to fade
Or fall away early
They would still watch how the wind made me play
And what is this skin
This shell of meek flesh
These bones made to brake
These innards a mess
Made of a kind
Who make art out of war
Just a face in a crowd
Never much more
If my body could part
To let thunder in
Would I be more
Or still just a discarded remnant
Of the world of men

For the lady

Lady lady of the night
Who chose the black
Above the light
Who took your heart
Who tore your skin
Who left such scars
Till none could come in
As your hair – falls from your eyes
Could what we see
Be but shadows – left behind
The ones who made
Knives Out of your tongue
Is this what – the worlds done
For these streets – are cold and bare
We will not find
the answers here
As we look – to the past
A broken glass road – without a chance
For all you lost
Still fighting to gain
In the night
With blood read stars
you continue play

old lies

What are these things
inside my mind
within my ears
circling inside?

What are these thoughts
could they be mine
could they be trusted
could they be lies

What are these hopes
but the promise of tears
but the whispers that linger
of old untold fears?

What is this need
for the things deep within
that crawl under the surface
that twist in the skin?

Can I be human
or some other kin
made of destruction
and masochistic whims

Looking for happiness
anywhere but within
too afraid to see
for that’s where they sit

The voices that churn me
for this way or that
saying I can
saying I can’t

Tell me this turmoil
that I can leave it behind that my heart can be trusted
to tell more than just lies

our fears

what can i say for the week
but words a fool would seek

and what is there to be said
when the words that circle in our heads

only tell us of whats not left
for us any more
for the doors have all but closed

and its up to us to know
its up to us to show

why we’re still here
here my dear
for this place will expose our fears
all our fear

its how the gear
how they’ve made it,through the years

by  exposing us to our peers

our fears
our fears
our fears

of simply being alone