Monthly Archives: January 2017

ON MY FINEST DAY

ON my finest day i learned how much you hate
ME
bruises with punch
orange pieces float
inside a sick heart
WHAT I ALWAYS KNEW
And you hit me upon my
head and broke my Soul
So i’m so drained
A meal-stone around my head while the crows
speak in empty fields:
“What the hell are you trying to say?”
Is it that time to make
myself clear? i love you
and myself but what should i do?
So i love blue and reds tied upon the rails
of a fiery track watching
the light grow: i won’t complain.

i have lived myself to the fullest!

:: 01-11-2017 ::


SO KILL ME

SO             kill  me.               HATE        ME.

say how much                 you love me
BEE cause i’m weak.

HATE me
and so you waste me
and my name // SO YOU
are the only One
are the only whore
who hates me \\

so don’t kiss me
or rave how you love
to hate me or love me
cause we’re dead.
And hell is full
and busy with lost
thoughts of the dying!

So   r  ape     m e.

:: 01-11-2017 ::


A SIMPLE MOMENT OF PERFECT LOVE

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TIC AND TALK

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ARCHAEOLOGICAL STELLAR FOOTPRINTS

AND like(drain my blood) are
fiery flames and what
do i GET for my own pain?
A PIECE OF the GAME?
EVEN IF I KNOW
THIS LIFE’S SO COLD
So the devil roams inside
fashionable shoes //
no one can Fake It \\
and what ARE YOU?
WHAT DO YOU GOT?
do you feel insane?
like butterflies
with broken wings?
So, I am just living
so, despite all rage
)all the little
tears and torn tissue
of my heart: i am still
living and so tired.
THIS IS THE YEAR
OF THE ROOSTER!

:: 01-05-2017 ::


WHEN THE THROAT REACHES LULLAlullBY

So many years so many centuries

love allowed me to fade so close

and when you say and when you do

it all comes down

to find out what you mean

and all this time

…and you and HIM //shame//

as He-in-her (and i hate comprise

when it concerns my own heart

and so many so many

little things both so hopped

ended) paintful

So, could have been so small

but died in weak arms (wishing/

it was you)   FRONT: SCRATCHING

away from you

“?” SUCH A LITTLE

THING TO KILL — guilt.  Boss,

it might have been me if the seasons

let (however) us ~ teased.

Walk quietly at midnight

sides: KILLED AND SIDELINED

(She fell with her mouth opened

and these thoughts may be

Memories not yet happened ~ but

they still kill me every inch

Of my Down. Honestly

AND now who goes (WEAK MINDS

Or PASSIONATE “I AM EVERYWHERE

And just wanna be myself;

So you say you want to

Love me and die some.  I am upon

A fish hook and love:  i kissed

every monster and evil

Spirit AND I am with EVERYONE

…i am everywhere with Love

Now who leaves (PAIN+BANG (IGNORANCE?

And a drink for the HORROR i am within!)

:: 01-05-2016 ::


WHEN THE BOUGH BREAKS

MEMORIES are so bitter sweet
  AND i don’t give a DAMN about tomorrows!
  But just for today, that yesterday was long
as memories are a longer passage of pain and time.
   To look at my arms and chest is to see
the turmoil of a sad soul~ one whom i love so much!
  Forgive yourself (the bruises and bites shall heal)
and i’m just fine save for a shadow upon my heart!
so am i standing upon the soil or 6 feet deep?
  Both.
His fists were furious
and his brain offline.
But there, still a beating
heart and a Soul to Save!
:: 01-05-2017 ::
   E.P. ROBLES (c)

TO USE ONE’S PAIN

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