CANCER OF THE MIND...THE WORDS THAT BLEED THEREIN - Blogithttps://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/angel_of_the_night3525/My poetry. Sometimes good,sometimes horrible.hourly12000-01-01T12:00+00:00STICKYhttps://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/angel_of_the_night3525/485604I'm stuck in between then and where I should be now. Dreaming forever of my discarded tears, The slashed wrists of wasted adolescent years. I forget every moment I'm not a child anymore, That these hands are that of a woman Of a mother. That each night I wake from sweat Having dreamt I was still...IF I COULD BLEEDhttps://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/angel_of_the_night3525/485440If I could bleed into your hands And take the day away If I could bleed into your hours, I'd make each smile stay. If I could trip through dreams of gold I'd hold your hand tight there I'd kiss your lips in moonlight awe And create a love filled fair. If I could flee this life right now And walk...UNTITLEDhttps://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/angel_of_the_night3525/485144It passed me away; These years, shattered pieces of my heart Fell from my hands today. They tore at my skin in sticky little shards Slicing scars for eternity, And took with them the smile at my lips. The dagger of forgotten seconds lingered, Threatened to slide inside and make itself at home....SPEAK NOT OF THE HEARTS FLEETING WARMTHhttps://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/angel_of_the_night3525/484993What I ate in midnight hours Sucked with vigorous odour I washed away with despair; I strangled so many moments of my day, A sword to the face...my own reflected patheticness And I fear that one day I will crave to walk a similar path. The trees begged me last night to purge the memories now They...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/angel_of_the_night3525/484417Trip me away silver horse Pull my graven carriage into the creeping night, Bury the bodies of hierarchy that lay strewn across its seats And plant me a manor in its disguise. Spread the legs of time Like a caterpillar engraved with hungry lice, Itch a need for blossoming compensation A payout of...ANOTHER DAYhttps://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/angel_of_the_night3525/484226Maybe sadly, I was never alive at all A baby to this day, a child in mid fall, Maybe too I was wrongly always here; And the joyous rapist gives a mighty cheer. Mummy was a rotten saviour, a bleeding scaly sore Daddy was a post man, he delivered sorrows score, Brother took a look away and fell...LICK OF THE FROZEN MOMENThttps://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/angel_of_the_night3525/483958She’s walking with the clip clap of blistered feet The ironic, moronic speed of a drug-induced beat, She’s bleeding on the bathroom floor, a slap upon her face And screaming in a foreign language to flee this hell-bound place. He’s whispering in another time, a line he used too well His baby...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/angel_of_the_night3525/483345You'd think time was an envelope of sealed promises... but open and the paper cut will scar for eternity. Empty empty gone. The wings of a touched moment salted with vigour upon my tongue, flitted away wasted and burnt. A velvet ocean of purple after thought... I believed that under your veil...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/angel_of_the_night3525/483119It washed away the secret in your eyes, just as my fading light vanished and I beg to be known a little more. The velvet of your breath whispered, unforgotten like the scent of your skin the taste of your lips. And could I have dreamed the air in your words the vulnerability and cascading...ARTIST SCULPTUREhttps://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/angel_of_the_night3525/482767THIS FOLLOWING POEM WAS WRITTEN WHEN I WAS 16. SO ABOUT 7 YEARS AGO. Flicker, flicker; the dots on the screen flash fast It’s just like my life, imprisoned within this cement cast, I can’t cry out and delve into panic I lost faith so many years ago to the satanic. It’s gone from me, this urge to...