candlelit dreams
when inspiration HITS, i hold still and take the blows as i settle into the sweet nest of pain until my skin is bruised blue and purple with poetic renditions of my heart.
my body swims in the throbbing echo of my own screams
and the world blurs in variations of sapphire and emerald tones.
serenaded by the thunderous crash of illusions and words,
my soul takes a beating from the muses
and trembles as the first verse bleeds into existence.
dearest inspiration, you have come armed and i have no need to fight you.
it's when you leave me wounded and broken
that my prose comes to life...that i create and drown
simultaneously.
because you love me, don't you inspiration?
because you'll never leave me alone in this world
that threatens me with empty embraces and
safe lies that taint emotions instead of painting them to life.
no, inspiration. i will not tell...just like i didn't run.
i have an excuse for every cut and a solution for every bruise...
i'll cover your beautiful mess with the veil of creation...
i'll keep your secret if you stay with me.
my body swims in the throbbing echo of my own screams
and the world blurs in variations of sapphire and emerald tones.
serenaded by the thunderous crash of illusions and words,
my soul takes a beating from the muses
and trembles as the first verse bleeds into existence.
dearest inspiration, you have come armed and i have no need to fight you.
it's when you leave me wounded and broken
that my prose comes to life...that i create and drown
simultaneously.
because you love me, don't you inspiration?
because you'll never leave me alone in this world
that threatens me with empty embraces and
safe lies that taint emotions instead of painting them to life.
no, inspiration. i will not tell...just like i didn't run.
i have an excuse for every cut and a solution for every bruise...
i'll cover your beautiful mess with the veil of creation...
i'll keep your secret if you stay with me.