I See You

I think I could see you falling

Mouth opened in silent scream

I think I could see you dropping

Heart beats faster with the dream

I think I could see you loving

Smiling tragically ‘fore she cleaves

I think I could see you giving

Dream gets better as she leaves

I think I could see you screaming

Pain erupts from every vein

I think I could see you weeping

Smile grows larger, synapse drain

I think I could see you running

Aching limbs to be sawn off

I think I could see you crawling

Touching, laughing ‘til a cough

I think I could see you losing

Empty as you drop the bet

I think I could see you dying

Eyes awaken, bed is wet

She's Trapped

She's trapped
In a loveless state, not even trying to get away
She's trapped
In a house with no love, or at least none that she knows of

She's sad
Says her prayers every night but always looks back
She's sad
Asked for help but kept on being so bad

She's trapped
She smiles at faces that don't matter
We're trapped
We're locked up away from each other

***

What's love?
When you'd rather be on a beach in the isles?
Teasing stars and drinking wine?
Holding hands and feeling fine?

What's love?
When you'd rather be smoking dope, sniffing coke?
Running away as you try your best to cope?

***

She's trapped
Reaching for fingers miles away
Smiling at people, pretending it's ok

She wants to slit her wrists and numb her eyes
rip her ears and bleed out dry
and she wants to stop fucking crying herself to sleep every night

- By Josh N

Who's To Blame?

She's hitting me with pillows
But why am I bleeding?
She opened up the windows
So why am I choking?

Fuck
I guess
it must be me

 - By Josh N




...Just because you're in love doesn't mean the relationship is healthy...

Comedy Of Errors

Here's our comedy of errors
She took a knife and split my fingers

Hapless fools we wet the sheets
make our love and rub our feet

Looking down upon the Earth
poised to jump but not with her

Kiss her body and her eyes
She tastes like honey mixed with lies

Heaven is a place down here
If I kill her she'll disappear

- By Josh N

[Love Sick by Lissie Kun]

Your Heart is Frozen

Maybe you're a lover, and maybe you're a poison.
One thing that's true is girl, your heart is frozen;
And we all know how everything you touch turns broken.

 - By Josh N

Poem about high school group projects

Start furies in the ocean that you are

Make fireworks go off inside your heart

And keep your cool to show respect once more

But shove your merciless complaints right up your arse.

For ones who've hurt for years of neglect 

The numbness turned into small-hearted hate

And now amidst the chances of revenge 

Your complaints I will calmly tolerate

Poem of the time #2: Small Fire

He didn't ask for more coffee

I didn't offer more either


Too small of a fire to keep warm

Between the daughter and her father

You and I

You and I
Falling through an angel's eye
Deeper, deeper, through the sky
The light reflects our true desires
Streams of passion till we die

You and I, perverse in fear
Close our eyes and say we're near
Further, always, to escape
Pulling hard, away from hate

You and I, the drowning two
Neither of us know what to do
A moan, a cry, from miles away
The stars declare our love, they say

You and I
Broken in our faithful death
Faster, faster, slips our grip
Looking back, I hear your breath
You tell me love's an ancient step

Away, away...
















Goodbye

Our Love Is A Dream

She took my hand

Have you ever seen a grown man smile

like that?

It started to slip

It fell into space and I asked if she could

keep looking at

the sunset

Whilst I layed out our picnic

The warm summer night

reminded me of bright stars and glowing clouds

from where I came

But everyone kept telling me 

that thoughts weren't safe

and words weren't sane

When I got back

I saw her sitting, head down, hugging tight

her own self. Tears running down her face

from her glowing eyes - 

they made me think of home, as well

I asked her, "What is it, love?"

She fell back through space

onto soft grass

Warm bread - its smell - wafted over

as she stared up, sadly smiling

She took my hand once more

I gulped, it's not my turn to cry

"I miss the world I wished for,"

she said.

"I lived there in my head."

I kissed her face

Lying down, grass scratching my neck,

love pouring down from scarlet clouds

She speaks again

about how beauty stopped

as soon as beauty was a thing that she desired

She means 

that she forgot to dream

Anyway, stealing chances

A tear falls out my own eye

I grip her hand

too tight, 

she, too, grips back

I love her

more than worlds beyond or books or songs

I tell her wishes still belong

And that our future's here

Hold on

- By Josh N

Poem of the time #1: Sacrifice

How much conviction does it take
To not doubt
Every step we take?

How much humanity, love trust
Have your ambitions
Turned to dust?

How much of sacrifice
Before your realize

That every minute spent
For merciless self pleasure

Were the dew of last night's fury
A miraculous treasure?

YOU LIVE UNDER A STAIRCASE

And governed by all types of perversion - a world ungrasped and incalculable.

Sexual gratification of murder

for ration;

a childish giggle for foreplay

and death of a nation

Tender fingers

rasped iron bars

The prisoner bled rust from his head

into jars

And he sold them to inmates

too afraid to accept

that it wasn't a juice from a café

He said:

The devil he lives in a stairwell

below you

Your steps will alert him

Your breaths

will arouse

his affections

You left him, you said,

but you held on to death

And The Earth is a finger:

directed a sun

to revolve around pride if you loved

then he won

Have you seen evil’s vile

A split tongue

and a smile

Who created your fear

but a complex denial

of self for a while?

Oh dear

You set fire to hearth

while the wood prospered on

Because go from your birth

a malignant confront

told you life is a treasure

but just what is won

in a dank bloody cellar

where your dad

kept his guns

So drained out

of fulfilment

they winked and they said

if you opened your mind

you’d find summer

is red

from the blood

of a devil

and his wife that you tortured right under his bed

Mother, dear

You tried only your best

to declare a resemblance

to a God

and you dressed up in dresses choked dry by the presses

pretending to care when we all know you left us

to deal with negligence

far out a prayer

for some hopeless repentance

yes better beware. So

pass bowls full of water and cups with entrails

to your Satan still under the staircase

 - By Josh N

Entropic - A Poem

Will it be better on the other side of tomorrow?

A haunted castle swings

Pushed by the mother's foot

Detached

A miracle

That it's still latched

To nature's Queen

A rickety wooden horse

On a spaceship

A new course

Set sail for greener pastures

Water the weeds

They're the right colours

Considering throwing you out

There's not air there

But there are smiles

And warm hearts

Too

You could hold your breath

While you made love

A litter box

Tossed out on the street

In an ancient city

Deserted last week

A play on words you'll never guess

Her litter's buried in her father's mess

Consider the fly, ye sluggard

If you can't eat the horse eat the buzzard

In conclusion we continue to hunger

We go on, considering it's stunning

Picture on the wall

Of a planet beyond our shack

Or a finite point for the universe' joint considering we're smaller than that --

It floats down from the pin

Where it was hooked for a while

Hits the floor, drowns there some more

Our memories lost and gone

- By Josh N