Found, And LostI have found, I am foundFound, And Lost by musicalsilent
I can breathe, I can see.
For the first time I'm not afraid,
Just comfortable, comfortable.
Dear Admonisher, don't bury
Face this enemy
in front of you, do you see?
I am your new agony
I feel everything, but
I feel nothing anymore..
I am so sorry
'Cause these eyes don't shine
Half as bright
As they used to do
But I wish they could for you
I'm a mess of fading lines,
With nothing in my hands.
Let me hold on to you
Because you're the only one I'll hold.
I DoLet us decay together.I Do by escritara
Let us grow soft, and papery, and wrinkled together.
I want to entangle my swollen, arthritic fingers in yours
I want to grip your forearm as I kiss your wormy lips
And feel the brittle bone beneath your tissue paper skin.
I’ll taste the death in your pungent saliva,
And know what it means to be living.
Love is purest on its deathbed
When it’s just you and me and the world
Sixty-five years older.
When we press our putty bodies together
We will feel our finite selves
We will feel each second left
As each second takes away a little sliver of who we are.
When wine is coursing through our veins
Pooling and throbbing in our hearts
I will smell its lovely stink on your breath.
Now, as we vow eternal love,
I can smell it faintly.
Marriage is waiting for the wine to ferment in the barrel of your ribcage.
As I lean in for The Kiss, I close my eyes.
I see your emaciated body tucked gently in bed,
And I see myself at your side.
You cough up beautiful pinot noir
As a PoetI tell you I'd give everythingAs a Poet by grumpyunicorn
For your happiness to be,
And I mean I'd give up anything
To show you love from me.
I know that it's not money,
Or a 20 karat ring,
But these are my thoughts and words,
And they are important things.
I'll share them with you always
Which is something new to me,
But this is just the best way
To show you love from me.
My thoughts and words are everything,
And I'm sending them to you,
I know it's close to nothing
But they show I do love you.
BrokenEmpty, though she smilesennailaughter
Broken, though she says she's fine
She sees the world
Through tear-filled eyes
And the clouded lens of a broken heart
Her arms are scarred
She's come so far
And yet she still is haunted
Her past laughs maniacally
As her skin wears thin
Insanity draws close
As her life seems to draw to an end
Because she still is weak
Even now, she has no control
Just a byproduct of a byproduct
Of a circumstance
Occurring just by chance
She is so small, so weak
So why do they care
They should stop
And move on
So it won't hurt when she's gone