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Posted by on May 23, 2015 in Paradise Drift

 

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River Dreams Pt.2

It is human nature…
to question our nature.
It is human emotion…
that has destroyed all emotion.
It therefore absolutely must be stated…
that our ability to think,
is what shall destroy us.
Or rather perhaps…
our ability to hate…
to murder…
to take…
take,
and fucking take…
that shall destroy us.
We collect trophies of the lost,
keeping them proudly displayed,
upon each of our sleeves.
What is it that drives us…
drives us to war?
What is it that takes us…
takes us to war?
Looking inward…
then outward…
then up…
then down…
finding little more than more questions.
For every question answered…
is but another found.
They keep piling,
and all the while the war machines,
they keep firing.
We are drowning in them,
answering and finding,
questions…
so very many questions.
More need to turn inward.
Remove the physical,
remove borders,
remove nations,
remove God,
remove yourself…
and see the river.
Watch it flow eternal…
watch it…
dance.
Feel the pain…
feel the loss…
but know love…
know happiness…
know yourself.
Find the center…
expand it…
till yours and mine…
collide.
Let us grow outward…
together…
please…
let us end this…
war…
together.
Jake Sellers 12
 
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Posted by on November 20, 2012 in Poems

 

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River Dreams

The smell…
has intoxicated me.
The smile…
has crushed me.
The draw…
the pull.
Blood…
life.
Blood…
death.
You’re bleeding…
he takes two steps and falls.
Fear…
blinds me.
Hate…
binds me.
Sweating…
screaming…
dreaming…
trailing…
caught up…
caught up in the current.
No way to fight…
no way to escape.
No way out…
no way down.
Free…
flee…
flee…
before the blood…
can hit the ground…
flee.
Jake Sellers 12
 
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Posted by on November 17, 2012 in Poems

 

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Planted in Stone

I am laying down and giving in,
to the mother of invention.
I have killed every motive,
as well as every intention.
I have tried so very hard,
for so very long.
I have grown weak,
and then grown strong.
I wish I could do this,
I wish I could save you.
But not much do I know,
but what I know is true.
I can’t lay down here,
and wait for you to awake.
I can’t watch you intently,
awaiting for something to break.
Just watch the war,
as it wages within.
Trying to reach through,
time and time again.
I cannot watch it destroy you,
cannot stand the pain.
Written plainly on your face,
watching your soul slowly drain.
Watching you weaken under them,
falling to the ground.
Watching you get lost,
caught up in the sound.
I have tried before,
will not try anymore.
For only you, the missing pieces,
may restore.
Goodbye,
when next we meet,
may you have rock,
beneath your feet.
Jake Sellers 12
 
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Posted by on November 12, 2012 in Poems

 

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Natural Grip

I’m a dying whisper,
a sad twist of fate.
I’m a soothing anger,
of mellow hate.
Open your heart,
let me in.
Open your mind,
please allow me to begin.
I’m a little off,
some say insane.
I’m slightly soft,
bringing chilling pain.
I am the fruits,
of their labor.
Every false prophet,
every real neighbor.
They have created in me,
a will to survive.
Little did they know,
I would find myself alive.
Stronger,
better than ever before.
Braver,
anger roiling in my core.
I have come,
I SCREAM TO THE SKY!
I tore a hole through it,
AND HAVE LOOKED GOD RIGHT IN THE EYE!
So do your worst,
do your best.
Beat me down,
and put me to the test.
But know this,
know one thing.
I have come,
WITH A WICKED STING!
Sent here to help,
help stoke the fire.
So give in,
give in to desire.
Do what you will,
what you will to each other.
Strike him down,
your own Goddamned brother.
Try to find it,
a little respect.
Each thrust only tightens,
THE NOOSE AROUND YOUR NECK!
Take her,
bring her to the ground.
But remember this,
for hearing it will be the last sound.
With primal scream,
and fluid grace.
I shall remove,
YOUR FUCKING FACE!
Expose you,
for what you really are.
A demon,
touched by the wish of a star.
A magical mask,
a villainous trick.
A broken neck,
and an exposed logic.
So before you go,
removing the head of a hydra.
Maybe think a bit,
and don’t go fucking with karma.
Jake Sellers 12
 
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Posted by on November 5, 2012 in Poems

 

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Liquid

Flowing through the space out of space,
and time.
A mote of dust in the wind,
a blade of grass.
I see everything,
clear as glass.
You have grown blind,
I try to convince myself.
The things I have seen,
I do not want to accept.
I should have died.
It should have been me.
I long for it.
Always have.
I don’t belong here,
cannot adapt.
A traveler out of his time,
completely out of his element.
This is not my home.
This is not my time.
Why am I here.
To see everything I love taken?
I still see blood,
all over my hands,
right where it belongs.
A left,
when I turned right,
and I would be able to see you smile again.
A right,
when I turned left,
and I would no longer hear this choking.
Struck down,
murdered,
for what?
Whatever God,
wherever you be,
let me trade.
Please.
Take my hand,
take my life,
let him live.
My life for my brothers.
But what life to take?
I have squandered these years.
They have blown away,
like sand.
So many grains.
Weathered from the rock.
Crumbling rock.
Just let me go.
Let me fade.
Let this go.
Let the suffering end.
Let me die.
Please,
Father,
let me die.
JUST LET ME FUCKING DIE!
Or reveal your design,
make it count.
Let me see the reason,
behind all of this.
Goodbye brother,
forgive me my failure.
I should have been at your side,
before the end,
not at it.
I should have been the one he stabbed,
for I would have lived.
God is far to cruel to offer me,
the sweet reward of death.
I would have lived,
you would have lived,
why didn’t I turn right?
Why must I always go the wrong way?
WHY DO I ALWAYS FAIL!
FAILURE!
I AM A FAILURE!
I FAIL THEM ALL!
I ALWAYS WILL!
TAKE ME!
FUCKING TAKE ME!
NOW!
Please,
let him live.
Jake Sellers 12
 
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Posted by on July 19, 2012 in Poems

 

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Nightmares

Awakening,
shaking,
another nightmare is taking,
another bit of my mind this time.
Trying,
to stop thinking of you dying,
lying,
when I say I’m fine,
your eyes no longer do they shine.
Struck down,
to the ground,
blood like a flood,
rushes the concrete,
I barely keep my feet.
My shirt,
for my brother in the dirt,
FIGHT,
don’t go to the light.
Red and blue,
flash around you,
eyes pour,
as you soar away from this place,
your face will never see the sun again.
Jake sellers 12
 
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Posted by on July 19, 2012 in Burned.

 

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