Mind Shell Poems

You meant something to me once,

I remember I meant something,

To you once as well,

A long time ago,

Because I got sick,

I can’t remember,

What we meant to each other,

I remember the screams,

The yelling,

The bickering,

I remember I meant nothing to you,

One day I thought I knew,

That maybe I meant something,

Anything,

A tiny fracture of joy,

A window of sunny blue skies,

Maybe I did,

I can’t remember,

I got sick,

I’m foggy,

I have forgotten,

What you meant to me.

When you have dreams,

Of screaming wide,

And nothing comes out,

A snow storm,

Blowing for hours,

For miles,

Horrendous,

Dragged away by someone,

Who does not understand,

Warmth, safety, security,

Taking me away,

No harm to me anymore,

Give me a man of great handsome height,

With eyes so pretty,

Bleeding charisma, emotional-

Maturity,

Legs long, quick to walk over,

Sweep me off my feet-

My tired feet,

A smile of perfect fangs,

Hair silkened by years of expertise,

Kindness, above all,

Compassion, rising tall,

Patience, never to wear thin,

Love language, translated on our skin,

Bare and broken and put together,

Moonlight shining on nakedness,

He comes forth, from shadow,

Sings to me, kisses me,

Takes my hand,

But I am like a cat,

That nothing dims my shine,

And all the other colors in my head,

Split me up and against each other,

There’s no one around so why bother,

Putting the effort in,

Making sure I don’t have another spin,

Wasting time and wasting air,

I’m due to come up without any care,

Say, say, say,

Did you hear what happened today,

They said the president’s gone on holiday,

Here, here, here,

I’m not saying don’t shed tears,

But it’s possible we don’t have to fear,

The sunrise will kill the nightmare,

If you will it, if you want it,

We can all try again tomorrow,

Pick up your axe and your hoe,

Fight the battle and sing for the fallen,

Drink up, drink up, drink up,

A demon!

Born in Fire!

Screaming in the belly of ambers!

I will be clawing my way through your soul!

I am the argument of the GODS!

I was born to raise what you call Hell!

No more, no more quiet nights,

I am rage, I am a storm, I am more!

To bite you blindly,

Without purpose,

Without bother,