Poem from “The Deep Dark Sweet Rantings of a Yeshua Freak” by Lady Frangelica Seraphica Zen.
SEX AND WAR TORN EMOTIONS
Pondering your emotions
Wanting to know yet afraid to ask
You give me the shivers
Sometimes I am enraptured
Other times I am frightened
By the weight of your emotions…your words
I follow you and then I hesitate
What is the buzz?
Natural or assisted?
I want to be there with you
Scary enough to run but strong enough to figure you out
Do I belong here between abyss and sanctuary?
I am rising and I am falling
Love is the most powerful force on this planet
It can change anything and anyone in its path
No one believes that but me
They fear for me
The martyr syndrome
I am no saint…am I a sister of mercy?
No but obviously someone loves me up there
Truth is I should be dead
Disillusioned
Drugged out in some alley but too high to feel anything but abuse
Oh the mental and psychological is far worse
I was too vain for the physical
There were threats of retribution from me
But karma free retribution comes from God
I trust you but what do I trust?
Fact…fiction…emulation…descension
Before the ascension
Heaven viewing hell
Love murdering hate
Don’t give in to the world
Intimidate…heartache…quake
Embracing you until you melt
Beneath your brawn lies what no one else has uncovered
Throne…threat…tears…rain…love undefined
Today’s definition is gray…vengeful…greedy…unforgiving
Jugular incision
We all like to watch each other bleed
Walking in a fog
Ignorant of death
We have given up on our conversations with the ghost
I screamed last night in a nightmare
My scream was choked
Unable to rise and come out
Did I have an orgasm in my sleep?
I woke up smiling
Pussy diary
Cock passage
Empty…shallow without love
Where’s the love?
Steal my soul…sex my mind
And notice how easy the legs open wide
How Venus gives the passenger the deep squeeze
Swimming towards the light
Freezing cold like Styx
Hades
Wishing you warm and safe
Cocooned within a womb
We would have never came out had they warned us
Male…female
I am the sacrifice
Angels and demons fighting right in front of us
The world is blind…short-sighted
Oblivious to anyone except themselves
I will kiss you without venom
Supernatural eyes
Love said it
I live it
Show it
Ghetto fabulous bullshit
Supremacist fallacy
Pure race bullshit
We are all mixed up
Mixed up in a haze of roles we choose to play
Opposite desire…my pale fascination
Dark daydreams
I used to like pain
Because I hated myself
The kill-me cries
The suicidal tendencies that never materialized
Angel holding the blade
Devil pushing it in
They fight I live
Black winged savior floating through the window
Frightened me with beauty
Once again the cry would not come out
Love you
Bridge this trouble
I am still so damn optimistic
Sweet sacrifice
Your personal cheerleader
Personal Yeshua freak
Radical yet tenderhearted
No brutality please
Where were you when I needed you?
You could have kicked some ass
Heal you
This distance sucks.
© Frangelica
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