I know I have Been weak Crushed and bruised Under someone's thumb I know I have been low In deep caves of Subterranean depression I know I have done things To be loved, seen, wanted That made me feel Pathetic, dirty I know for years I no longer knew Who I truly was But I… Continue reading Deanna L. Raymond: I know this to be my deepest truth.
"Morning (In All Its) Glory" 'I am a drunken morning, curtains drawn so your denial can be firm. I am a drunken morning, a taste that lingers on both sets of your lips. I am a drunken morning, the regret that hasn't yet set in. I am a drunken morning, the shame of what you've… Continue reading B. Alan Hart: I am a drunken morning.
My heart has the skill To walk the high wire Tiptoed,dipping and Balancing this way And that But still falls From its height Just shy of the safety Of the opposite platform My heart can contort Tumble, bend and roll Into whatever form You need it to baby But it never seems enough To satisfy… Continue reading Deanna L. Raymond: I can acrobat my heart.
I Want To Tumble Out From The Seams Ben Never I am sewn in in this fabric, under a canvas, that society made. It spans over me like a dome, where your normal, this reality is projected onto, and I have to live underneath it. But I feel no longer alone. I am not alone.… Continue reading Ben Never: I want to tumble out from the seams.
Look in the mirror Have you counted your blemishes, your freckles, your wrinkles, your zits? Yes? You haven't found it. Not yet. At the end of the day when you lay down your head, are you awake reviewing all the ways you did wrong? Yes? You haven't found it. Not yet. As days become months,… Continue reading The Bedlam Papers: Redemption
Redemption Ben Never Looking in each other’s eyes. Coming closer, hearts pounding in their chests. Holding their breath. Another look, a smiling glimpse. Hesitation. Closing in, longing for each other’s hands. Fingers intertwining, a kiss, soft and easy... Pulling closer, holding each other tight, a deep breath. Sighing, whispers… … Redemption. Finally, one day. Writer… Continue reading Ben Never: Redemption
Dear soul of mine dear me, myself and I please forgive me for I have sinned I have given your body to the wolves I have given your heart to the vampires to suck dry I have cut you starved you let you be fucked when you definitely didn't want to for what? For what?… Continue reading Deanna L. Raymond: Redemption