This ache
This constant, incessant ache
It gnaws
It bites
It rips
It burns
And yet I live
And yet I remember
This fucking ache
This fucking ache
This fucking ache!
I want more
I want less
I want this ache to end
I want the ravens to feast
I want the worm to turn
I don't want any of it
I want it all
Burn and burn and boil
Escape this fate?
No, too late
End this ache
End it
P.Frias
Thursday, January 23, 2014
Saturday, January 4, 2014
Be here
In this chaos
In this hurricane of us
Be steadfast
That I may cling to you
In this uproar
Be here
In this vastness
In this ocean of passion
Be an island
That I may wash ashore
In this typhoon
Be here
In this earthquake
In this trembling of the soul
Be a constant
That I may find cover
In this rumbling
Be a rock
A mountain
An eternal valley
Be the well
In which I cast my dreams
A book
In which I write my poems
Be the love I need
Be you
As you've always been
For me
P.Frias
Thursday, January 2, 2014
And so it was
That a tear had fallen
Without notice
That a life bloomed
Among the weeds
Unseen
A song in the silence
A star dimmed by darkness
And so it is
That a voice should call
And echo
Like a melody in the hall
A beckoning of the soul
Drawing her out
Raising her up
Making her whole
And so it will be
That a light will shine
Making known her secrets
Beautiful and terrifying
The heart of passion
Forged in pain
Tempered by Love
Unyielding
Unwavering
Eternal
P.Frias
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