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Jynical
08-31-12, 05:20 PM
I fell down
down
down
pointed nowhere in particular.
Nowhere.
Standing on your doorstep
I wondered if you’d touch me again
Would it matter if you did?
Your smile would stay the same.
Your eyes would still shine.
Your voice would never shake.
And I’d fall apart.

JCB12

Jynical
08-31-12, 05:21 PM
I have no reason to still
after all this time
be angry.
Trying to make peace
with all this pain.
You managed to be the burden
You never wanted to be.
Choking on your fear.
Crying into your things.
Coming full circle.
I look at you
Shattered shell.
I will never again mention
the hurt you caused.
We won’t have moments
where we hate each other.
You won’t be here to hear me.

JCB12

Jynical
08-31-12, 05:23 PM
You’ve lit a spark
inside my chest
and every time
I think of you
I burn.

JCB12

Jynical
08-31-12, 05:25 PM
to be missed.
to have your hands ache
for me.
to feel my skin tingle
pins and needles
phantom pains
missing your touch
like a limb removed
my body aches
with the amputation
that came when
I drove away.

JCB2012

Jynical
08-31-12, 05:27 PM
Skin.
Contact.
Wet.
Can’t make this trip.
Wouldn’t want to try.
End my suffering.
Take my breath.
I submit.
Willingly.
Endlessly.
Shamelessly.

JCB2012

Jynical
08-31-12, 08:30 PM
my insides lift off and fly away
all my organs vibrate beneath my bones
my blood races through veins and arteries
a race i'll never win

my brain electrifies my body
animating it in some wild display of desire
hands shake
breath comes quickly...sharply in my chest

my soul tries to escape the chaos inside this shell
this beautiful
wonderful
terrifying
chaos.

JCB2012

Jynical
08-31-12, 08:32 PM
shaking awake emotions
wake up Happy
rise and shine

thoughts trail off down the road
rocking down the way
touch lifts me
sustains me
quenches my thirst
soft gentle fingertips

hands enveloped
turning
twisting
wringing themselves inside

alone and on fire

JCB2012

Jynical
09-05-12, 04:48 PM
torture
waiting
does it ring?
doesn't it
just wear you down
just tie you up
in knots
tightly
so tightly
clinging to something
nothing
anything
wrap me
sculpt me
turn me over
in your mind
like a worn stone
worn from touch
from rubbing
still cool and hard
smooth and real
i crave
and it's torture.

JCB2012