Sight

She drives in silence, finally able to think without the noise of persistent voices Listens to the music pouring from loud speakers into her mind, penetrating her heart Aware of the tears building momentum, unable to stop their needed release Feeling the melodic lull of loneliness no ending within her sight. Emily C. Poésie ©…

Justify

Opening her oldest wounds feelings of uncertainty always looming seeking confirmation of another leaving so she doesn’t have to take the blame; regardless of her deflecting underneath the pain and anxious worry she knows she is the the one that leaves justified by leavers that made her bleed. Emily C. Poésie © 2019

War

When will I believe he loves me? After each test is passed and new ones created to double check? When will I believe I love me? After doubt is a distant memory and the urge to self-harm is repressed? My war displayed in two living beings. Mirrored, dueling flames. Emily C. Poésie © 2019 Image:…

Journey

I opened them again the wounds of my past hovering in the present dictating the future as much as I wish I didn’t paint the picture of an abandoned lost girl I suppose I did See me clearly feel my warmth hope for new love that won’t stray at the sign of a scary thought…

Soul Sounds

been coloring the creations of others distracted from creating my own stuck in my mind afraid of the pen my greatest ally dearest friend feel the waves of breath give life to words unformed inside my mind free write free flow let it all go structure unneeded rules broken this is my soul it has…

Lesson

There’s a lesson I’ve been resistantto learning,thoughts turnedto burdensnew and old Do I overreactnot show enough mercycould I learn new patiencelet time unfold The depths insideeach living soul Be braveface distanceblistering cold Scale wallsbreak fencespatch the holes Upon the groundand in my bones Reach summitspreviously unknown; Time only tellsI steam along Reality facesme head-on I’ve…

Feel

I feel the hum of the city its chaotic lull people passing other people unaware of a pulse their own; a pressure gauge about to blow at a trigger honk the horn, throw the signs make themselves feel bigger I’ve been here long enough to be sucked on in survival of the fittest who’s gonna…

Unknown

Sex is a high in the moment as present as zen could inspire:a merging of bodies and delicate soulshope for transcendence from invisible wallsa mending of wounds from long agosubtle sounds and noises listened tofull trust in the one who has your careto be who you hope they really arebody easily gainedcalled for againthe soul forgotten…

Dogma Casualties

Originally posted on The Melancholy Spitfire:
I journeyed here to hide away from those I felt misunderstood, recent, renewed bravery now I stand in places I once stood interactions longed for, needed new outlook and healing balm, hearts open, peaceful dominion prospects now for future calm. Called my dad the other day, crying couldn’t be…

End

She offers love freely spills words on her lips a prayer to the one she would have love her back to scale the walls of doubt and shame his words are lies within a dream she doesn’t see the end coming her love, denied, killed in vain. Emily C. Poésie © 2018 TallVerse 10 Photo:…