Pistachio Shell & me

Rainbow Ball

I see myself as a rainbow ball;                      A bright colored rainbow ball.                       I explode with life and excitement;      Feeling thorough with enlightenment.

Sometimes I’m just a trifle;                        Like part of a sherry trifle;                          Not the creamy sprinkely top,                    Not the sherry jelly pop;

But the wet biscuit base,                                Not a rainbow can I face;                                  I see myself as different things;                  Not sure what each new day brings.

But although my soul I cannot know;      With love and strength, I let it flow…            I am me….. a rainbow ball???

Ground: Swallow Me!

Let me stand in this forest forever.
Hide here, stay here; leave it never.
I am too weak for the world and it is too big for me.
Submissive to my heart, I can't find a way to be free.
Open trees, open please,
Wrap me in your branches; ground swallow me.
My mind won't leave me alone, I can't ever find a way to be free.
The birds are beautiful and that is enough; I can be satisfied with this.

Happiness

I eat you, I drink you; I try to swallow you
I read you, I listen to you; I try to embrace you
No change; empty. I will never really feel you.

The Prospect of It All

The prospect of it all,

Its just too late,

You are everything I’ve always wanted,

No time for a clean slate.

 

Settled for a life unsettled,

Complete now; whole, content.

Your life is well established,

Before me others went.

 

Sad about precedent choices,

Decisions set aside; delayed.

I see with touch what i want,

Though life is starting to fade.

 

Strength, acceptance, taken,

Weakness; my heart shatters.

Drenched, love, intense; inside,

Heart open; this matters.

 

The prospect of it all,

Anguished, bitter; its late.

You are everything i’ve always wanted,

No time for a clean slate.

Pistachio Shell & me

Shell: Pale, Empty, Silent, Broken,
Me: Aching, Anguish, Hurt, Unspoken.

Shell: Weak, Hollow, Still, Taken,
Me: Yearning, Craving, Heart Forsaken

From a Punnet

Thick, Sensitive; Bruise Potential,
Empty, Compulsive; Selection Made,
Mouthful, Juicy; All Sequential,
Stoned, Consumed; Colours Fade.