oh! this heart, so full with the
fear of pain, it closes
behind the borders of a false
wall; pretending to be protected…
pretending that it’s unaffected
by the storm that only grows
outside and behind;
how illusion blankets false
hope for freedom-
leaving unresolved, troubled storms,
emotionally brewing;
hiding from your soul’s torment;
afraid of shadows that cross the room;
constant worry blocking, building, punishing
until death implodes
and steals away the freedom to decide
to hide-
and all that could have been disappears
again into the light
Category: Ode
Ode to Hate
Ode to Hate
Oh Boil and Bubble! Your black ooze,
It Covers me, troubles me,
Witches brew, smothers me;
Dark potion doubles my feelings for you-
This witch’s brew.
Green liquid, I drank you
I can no longer supplant you
Obey your dark orders, I do!
I have no other feelings but you-
This witch’s brew.
Cauldron of darkness! I worship
Your starkness, I hold nothing left
That is true;
Pain and lies and pesticide-
This horrible witch’s brew.
Oh! That I could return
To before, my covenant with you!
Ode to Guilt
ODE TO GUILT
Your melancholy song in my head
And on my soul, Of things
once said and truth untold;
Mournful tunes upon my breast
Haunt my waking day and nightly rest.
Since my youth, you’ve suckled me
Held me close, vampirically;
My dark sun! Old friend of none!
Mother of my sorrow–
You nurture the dusk of tomorrow.
Oh Guilt! Dark pleasure!
Black candle in the joy of life;
Your dark light runs thru my veins.
Dear friend, only you remain;
On the coldest days, the warmth you feign.
How close you hold my secret pain!
Constant are you who stay with me
And hold those bonds
That keep me from free;
Heavy shadow on my steps,
In your darkness, I reflect.
Longtime friend, your roots run deep
In your branches my secrets keep
In your leaves, my sorrow flows
In your bark my darkness grows
Trapped inside you, is my soul.
the SIBYL'S SONG 