I decided to redirect my frustration into a writing session. I hope you guys enjoy. Read between the lines By: DaRuddest Jones My pen slits through paper like swords Telling stories of my yesterdays Sadly I own my past I relive it daily in the form of daydreams I find myself lost in a bucket of endless memories And so my pen spills Giving you the deepest truths of me Mixing pain and pleasure Conjuring sililoquies Some how managing to tell you who I really am without you knowing me Telling the story of air being cut by leather Telling the story of my Niles being parted like seas Telling stories of lust consuming me I remind you of my tears like acid Im not afraid Or am I Afraid that you will for the first time read between the lines How confused are you? Once upon a time there was a girl who could not speak The pen grabbed her tongue and held it hostage Third person anologies seem to work for me He grabbed her Straddled her and demanded her to give up her gifts Gifts that he found in the rise and fall of her hips Gifts that he prayed he could return in the form of a kiss Her lips speaks of 1000 kids Kids that never got the chance to live They were dead on arrival Finger prints linger on her soul Read between the lines She closes her eyes and tries to redirect her heart Tick, tick Shes watching the clock and wondering when its all going to be over If ever Will her heart learn new things Or is it true? Can you really not teach a old dog new tricks? Read between the lines Never be like her he said Never be weak is what she heard The little brown girl with her pigtails curled in a ball on the sofa seat holding her feet and praying he would leave Red and blue lights with a thump at the door heightens her senses The sweat on the air is so thick she can taste it She suffocates from it Not from the sweat but from her fears Read between the lines Scratches on the back of her mate She digs Digs through flesh Flesh that she lustingly drools after late nights when her brain wanders Maybe if she leaves enough marks her territory will stop being tainted Perhaps 2am calls will be answered Read between the lines She was tired All she wanted was a deep slumber One that could not be interrupted by sunlight She wanted it more than anything She needed a break So much so that she tried to make it reality with ink But she woke and never tried to sleep again Read between the lines Screams Piercing through her dreams Clinging and banging A little boy on his knees She sees him In her mind She remembers the same bitter and brutal lines She cant break the ties The knots of blood is too thick DNA is too enchanting Read between the lines Love me Words that were too real Tainted by lies and overflowing cups of E&j Her serum to ease the pain away Days turned into nights while today seems a lot like yesterday She got tired of sipping so she began to pray Read between the lines She wanted to be new Not like shoes but like Nubian Like royalty She redesigned her crown with reason With promise With dedication Her crown is her reincarnation Read between the lines She cant understand She listens but fails to hear Her eyes are open but she fails to see Focus is sharp but her compression is lacking A million words are created of one And still the definition is unfounded Read between the lines How much do you know of me? How badly do you want to know? Do you ever wonder why I dont let my feelings show? You know more than you know you do You see more than youre willing to I answer the questions you dont ask But ask yourself this? How hard is it to... Read Between The lines Www.daruddestjones
Posted on: Sun, 23 Nov 2014 09:15:42 +0000
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