can someone please help me
I’m alone and lonely
lost and so disoriented,
I’m losing this battle; not slowly
my mind is a constant whirl;
a pool of disaster
spinning on and on
and ever faster!
my thoughts will not slow;
will not let me catch a single one.
they slip through my fingertips
so quick I don’t see that they’re gone
I’m tired and done in
I cannot fight forever;
if I cannot hold myself tonight
maybe I’ll just surrender….
What is wrong with me?
When did I learn
To lie so well,
Even professionals don’t turn…
When did I discover
How to please the judges
And pretend like I hold
Ordinary grudges?
The script I’ve been writing
For years on end
Finally came into play;
Have you a pen to lend?
Let me scribble
Words of meaning
With a silver lining
And a bitter twisted leaning!
Let me scribe
Stories of the sun,
Writings of love affairs
With the moon as the pun.
Let me rewrite myself
Into someone you can love,
Happy and caring;
Someone to be proud of.
I’ll decode my genetics;
Override my dna.
I’ll become who you want;
Shut down for the day.
You can’t cope
Seeing me be true,
Hopeless and lost;
I’ll hide away just for you…
I haven’t much fight
Left within my mind,
The darkness flooded back
As you turned out of sight.
I needed your support,
Dear God I needed help!
And you killed the light;
Laughing at your new sport…
How far will she fall?
How hard will she tumble?
How deep will she scar?
How many times will she call?
You thought yourself so -B-I-G-,
So fucking high and mighty!
You thought yourself an ego;
Fed it like a fat round pig!
I was falling apart
And you made it a game;
Pushing and pulling
And tearing up my heart…
How far can I cut
Before she bleeds out?
How many veins
Will need to be sewn shut?
My life was just a game;
Your twisted perception of fun!
I could have lost so much
Don’t come back again…
Someone please find me
I believe I’m lost again
Safe in the darkness…
After so long away, I’ve finally succumbed to the lure of blogging again. So, as soon as I have created some worthy material, I will be back on this site as a regular once again!! Back with the email address traesc910@gmail.com if you wish to contact me!
Ok, so, here goes.
This one isn’t a poem, it doesn’t even have a rhythm rhyme or form.
It’s just a simple post, to let anyone who cares know;
I’m tired of “wolfsong” and all it’s memories…
I don’t want to log in here and be reminded of the past few years of my life. Sure there’s been good, fun, sexy moments; moments of self-discovery and awareness, moments of wonder and love. But there’s also been the bad, sad and downright shit moments. And I’d sooner let myself forget as much of it as I can.
So, I’m leaving this site up, and I will definitely check back from time to time. But, I need a new beginning. A fresh start under a different name.
I won’t be posting my new blogs URL on here, or posting a link. If you wish to find out what it is, email me at lonelywolf910@gmail.com .
That’s all, and thank you for staying on this journey with me this long! I hope to hear from you, if not, then have a nice life!! 🙂
It’s been a while
Since I’ve felt the need
To have someone to hold;
To want to concede.
It’s been a while
Since I’ve felt the urge
To rip off someone’s clothes
And let two bodies merge.
It’s been a while
Since I’ve felt free
To say what I want
And not have to flee!
It’s been a while
Since I’ve felt the hunger
To have someone to touch;
To be lost in the thunder.
It’s been a while
Since I’ve felt the storm;
The churning in my mind
To feel someone else so soft and warm.
It’s been a while
Since I’ve wanted a thing,
This time is different;
I don’t want my own ass to sting…
Telekenisis
Seems such a great gift,
Able to move the world
With simply your minds drift.
No one
Could lay a hand
Anywhere near you,
Or your land.
No one
Could touch you
Or even look,
Unless you wanted them to.
The ability to make things
Fly across the room,
Blunt objects, flames or knives;
With no fingerprints set doom.
You could set the world alight
One huge and mighty blaze,
All whilst sat quite cozy
By your homes little fireplace.
You could throw away useless people
As easy as a garbage bag,
Wipe them out of your life
Without needing a cleaning rag.
No mess to clear
No blood to smear.
No people to sneer,
Only you could leer…
You may be called cursed
Or seen as a freak,
But who gives a damn
When their blood you could leak?
Maybe it could be used
For healing and for good?
Wouldn’t it be much more fun
To dump people down in the mud?
People keep asking
“Why don’t you drink?”
“You’re much more fun
When you can barely think!”
And my answer is simple
Short and sweet,
I don’t drink
Because I like to stand on my own two feet.
See I have a glass
Then another; a few,
More and more and more
Until I don’t have a clue.
Desperate need
To completely forget;
I am done with games
And always having to bet!
I’m no longer a child
I can drown my own sorrow,
I often choose not to;
Regret waits on the morrow.
So ask me again
Why don’t I drink?
I wish to forget;
But no good befalls being unable to think.
Tragic Escape 