Unrelenting

“The basic thing nobody asks is why do people take drugs of any sort? Why do we have these accessories to normal living to live? I mean, is there something wrong with society that’s making us so pressurized, that we cannot live without guarding ourselves against it?” – John Lennon

pow-pow

Coming in a sudden burst, forcing itself, peace a detrimental casualty
Pressure from expectation, performance under intense scrutiny

Unrelenting, the pressure builds
Unforgiving, the anger burns
Undelivered, the solace capitulates

Closing my eyes makes me a target, can’t hide from the squeeze
speaking in halted phrases, tongue on fire with words that tease

Undeniable, the pain is exquisite
Unbreakable, the vice of lies
Unchanging, the facades of players

Praying for release, the knotted feeling in my stomach grows
a fist pushing its way up my throat, agony in my neck it shows

Unprovoked, the attacks keep coming
Unstable, love’s foundations destroyed
Unanswered, questions form opinions

Where is the breaking point of my brilliant mind and tenuous sanity?
What will happen when it all falls, without conscience, no lucidity?

Unrelenting acquisition of carefully sifted fantasies 

09182012

Prayers – Forgive Me For My Body

The following is a post by descendingascension, a young woman with exceptional talent. Enjoy.

Oh my God!
Forgive me for my body,
For it has been dealt sins of the flesh.
This child, with bright eyes,
A child no more,
But there, a woman
Teary eyes and full bosomed
Betrayed into womanhood,
Not by child
But by deceivers with sweet tongues and quick hands
Such motions to seduce a body

Forgive me Father!
This body can bear no more.
With its fullness
The wretchedness of flesh memories

Oh my Lord, I pray
Not for forgiveness,
For within myself it is scant,
But for penance.

Out of Heaven and Hell,
Love was created
And the demons unleashed unto me.
Fallen a soul
Once an angel with honest intent,
Yet I sacrificed the keys to the gates when I spoke his name
And tore off my wings with bodily shame

Now!
I am condemned a mortal
To wander and roam;
To be left to my devices
And vices
In purgatory;
Alone.

-R.S.L.S


First published in descendingascension