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PaW #52: Gneiss (Grand Finale)Pay no attention to the leeches
Though they crawl up this protolith
Sucking blood through igneous exoskeleton
The beggars will not eat today
But their lights shall be on
And in time, you may find...
That while the park may be full
When you’re in there
Scopophobia will be all but obsolete
‘Till the choreography is forgotten
I saw the vultures today
How emaciated, they have become
Ribcages thru the rind – under duress
Mayhaps your escape was convenient
This path is long and winding
And it will contort further if you persist
Do not bend with it
And stay familiar and overwhelmingly warm
Chattering like magma in its wake
A puppet dancing free of his strings
You have come this far
The point of no return cannot be seen behind you
Now swallow the poison
And embrace the tidal wave...
White wallsThese four blank walls, reality condemned
Je n'en sors jamais indemne
Don't hold me in its grasp
Don't make me face the past
Ne me vois pas, je ne suis là
que pour faire passer le message
One, two, three, thousand visages
All of them bearing oxygen
Redemption
Attention à la marche avant
Sous une pluie de goudron et de sang
Mais au moins maintenant
Ces murs ne seront plus blancs.
2015-194 EvensongMy friend Rebecca Michelle TheEmptyChest asked if I were to write the story of my life, what I would title it. The title I was thinking of was 'Holding onto Hope' or something along those lines. But 'Evensong' would work well, too, or perhaps better.
Evensong, or Compline as my Roman Catholic sisters and brothers name it, is the closing prayer of the day before retiring. It is a time to reflect upon the day, what has gone well and what has not, what blessing I may give thanks for, and what misdeeds I need to confess to God so that I can sleep with conscience clear.
Psalm 91 is the psalm for Sunday evening. "The one who dwells in the shelter of the Most High and abides in the shade of the Almighty says to the Lord, 'My refuge, my stronghold, my God in whom I trust.'"
Psalm 91 used to bother me because, on the surface level, it is simply not true. God's people do suffer, and all too often they suffer specifically because they are God's people. Then I realized that those who suffer most
Help.No matter how hopeless you feel,
how alone,
or how invisible,
there is someone who is willing,
and waiting,
to help you tie every loose end,
repair every tear,
and help you through it all.
Sometimes it's a matter of finding them,
sometimes they have to find you,
and sometimes is just a matter,
of acknowledging that they exist,
and that you need their help.
So, no matter your circumstances,
no matter your mindset,
no matter how helpless you may feel,
please believe,
that you never have to go through anything alone.
In bothLife
Death
Neither
Can save
Us
Neither
Is appealing
But
In both
I'll be
With you
Brush Stroke Discoveriesthe sunset is not complete without tomorrow,
the flight of the bird is not complete without another flutter, and another;
a massage is not complete without enduring repeat strokes
the knots in your heart and the songbrush of your hands repeat and repeat:
a much deserved catharsis.
Honouring Christmas in a War ZoneHonouring Christmas in a War Zone
22-12-15
I don’t know you well, so all I can say
Is that I hope you stay well on this Christmas day.
I don’t know if you celebrate, or if memories will
Come with destruction and render you still.
I don’t know you much really, so all that I know
Is that you’ve been through hell ,and sometimes reached out to those
Around you for love, support and kind care;
Oh I wish I was like them, but I am not there.
I don’t know much about you, ‘cept your name and some ills
Like depression and others, those paying the bills
With memories and madness, with perversion and pain;
I do hope that for one moment in peace you’ll remain.
Christmas means a lot of things to each and every one,
For me it’s dulled and dented by the loss of James, my son.
I don’t know what memories haunt Christmas time for you,
But I hope you know we’re here whatever they may do
To remind you of your failures and remind you

Lost, but not forgotten 💔

☆ Miranda ☆ Amanda ☆ Deathora ☆ Crissy ☆ Will ☆

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Smaller one this time:
evanescence... by aloner777
The Therapists1
"Do you actually think there's a point to all this?"
Lydia didn't really notice that the question was directed to her at first. She blinked. Daniel's voice seemed garbled, as if spoken from underwater. She realized she'd not broken eye contact with him for a solid thirty-four seconds. She looked at her hand and clicked her pen. She gave a small, sad smile, full of empathy, lacking apathy. Empathy, empathy. Understand him. The pen clicked again.
"Of course there is, Daniel." Her voice was soothing, but it echoed in her head. Robotic. 
"Dr. Copeland," he was looking down, shifting in his seat. The pen clicked. "What could possibly be the point? We all die in the end, anyway."
"Why are you looking for an end purpose? You might not die for years." She scribbled a note on her clipboard as she talked, not breaking eye contact with him. Empathy. "What you need, Daniel, is to find something you have a passion for now. You need to live now and stop worrying abou
Pine BoxJust give me a pine box
I don't need nothin' fancy
I don't want a service or wake
I already know that you're grievin'
Just bury me six feet under the ground
And forget all about me
Don't dress me in white
Don't pray for my life
Don't give me no jewels 
I don't need them to outlast me
Just smile and be strong
You know someone has already damned me 
So just let me go
And let time erase me
~ (c)Iamburningfire

Luna Inspiration 1 by AStoKo
metamorphosisi fold the edges of the map to make our lines meet like somehow you can feel it,
like the miles between our streets will crinkle;
i will open my door onto your threshold,
twirl up the stairs,
wrap myself in a blanket cocoon-
maybe i will be a butterfly when you find me
i will write everything my trembling lips never let pass
a love letter across your full length mirror in Red Hot lipstick
that spills onto the walls and hangs draped from the ceiling and drips down onto our skin while we're asleep
i will dust your skin with promises like pixie dust,
bare my beating heart for you to carve out a home,
stitch our blankets from cobwebs and strands of hair and superstitions
let the ivy grow and twist our bones together-
as in life, so in death and forever on
LinesStaring through parallel alloy blades,
not the blinds, but the razor’s edge.
No stains.
We bleach away,
floors, carpets, skin, teeth,
where does it end?
I grit my teeth and pour
hydrogen-peroxide on open wounds,
weeping Epsom salts into the cracks.
Lines.
On our eyes, our lips, our hands.
Roadmaps to dead ends.
Each one tells a tale
of hard-won hardships
and broken hearts,
broken glasses.
Eye drops.
We’re always tired,
squinting at screens and
on-coming head-lights.
Maybe it will help me see your point of view?
Highways that intersect
and loop back on themselves,
ant-trails leading nowhere
fast.
Maybe I should go “somewhere”
where the lines never cross?
Crosses.
Hypocrites.
Martyrs.  
I light my candles anyway,
and wonder where we’ll end,
but it all comes down to
a blip on the screen
proverbial, I mean.
What’s your sign?
No, “glyph,” I mean,
your “sigil,” no… my age is showing again,
I mean, what’s your

Xanthe | Wire-work earrings with carnelian beads by Yeske-crafts
*She left my love hanging on a razor wire
but her name still bleeds from the tip of my quill.

A Friendly Message by Tilkie
^this one made me laugh

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Hey! Thanks for the fave on "Lines"
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Thanks so much for the fave, dear! :tighthug:
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Thanks for +faving my poem Poetry. I appreciate it. :) (Smile) 
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hey i noticed that your account was deactivated for a little while D:
if you need to talk, lemme know. :heart:
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Thank you for the favourite! It means a lot to me :)
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Reminder: don't be ashamed of the scars for each one of them tells a story :hug:
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