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Oct 2015 Eka Chollokava

Matt

You go to college
Then more school after that

You turn 30
And there is only part time employment

Wow, isn't this great
I can barely pay my bills

Maybe I'll have a small apartment of my own
One of these decades
Haha

I'm just sayin'
I'm not complaining
Happy to have food
And a roof over my head

Oct 2015 Eka Chollokava

Trust

Oct 2015 Eka Chollokava

Santiago

Trust

I don't trust no one
Including myself
I figured a little too late
How societies operate
I can't speak with strangers
Never know could be danger
Watching my back
For backstabbers
My back hurts everyday
My bones crack everyday
My neck is pain to the brain
My body posture is broken

Although my physical is weak
My spirit maintains strong

Oct 2015 Eka Chollokava

Rainbows and Butterflies

Oct 2015 Eka Chollokava

Crístál Válęntíná

Rainbows and Butterflies

Life is not all rainbows and butterflies.
Just ask the ones that lie inside,
Lifeless and dull.
Fluttering their wings inside my skull,
Torturing me until I have died.
Life is not all rainbows and butterflies.

Oct 2015 Eka Chollokava

Thoughts on a Ledge

Oct 2015 Eka Chollokava

Crístál Válęntíná

Thoughts on a Ledge

I walked along the bridge
Watching cars zooming past
On the corner of my eye
"Who would care if I died?" I ask
With warm tears, I cried

"You're not pretty enough
Skinny enough
Tall enough either!"
"Just end your life kid
It will benefit us."

If only they knew
What was going through my head.
I looked down at the ocean
From the narrow ledge

A man got out his car, and ran
He gave me his hand.
'"Don't do it!
Come with me
Everything will be fine...", but
It was too late
I jumped then changed my mind

Oct 2015 Eka Chollokava

Psyche

Oct 2015 Eka Chollokava

LycanTheThrope

Psyche

“On the edge again.”

Why would you hurt something so grand?
RipRip
Dynasties were never meant to last
“How did you love her?”
How do I love him?
“No, her.”
The sky is her hands
"Why?"

Scrreeechh
Halted down to taste
“Taste what?”
A bit of my soul
...
Savor the colour
"It has colour?"
Mine does.
"How?"
With time.
"Time?"
Silver ebbing off the corner
“Souls have corners?”
Well they’re not ‘round

I didn’t plan to stay
Electric
Happy happy happy
“What do you see?”
Glass.
“Glass?”
No, water.
Shining to the sun
It’s a bit *shiver.
“How?”
Because he said so.
Chilly

“What do you feel?”
How did I fall?
“No, what do you feel?”
With the stars.
“Hm?”
I feel with the stars
“What?”
Past the burning lake
And into lust.
“Lust?”
No,
Reckless

“What do you hear?”
No
“How-”
Dull
“What?”
Numb.
All I hear is empty.
“Why’s that?”
Don’t you hear your heart echo too?

*“End of session”

psy·che
ˈsīkē/
noun
noun: psyche; plural noun: psyches
the human soul, mind, or spirit.

#drugs

Oct 2015 Eka Chollokava

Abuse

Oct 2015 Eka Chollokava

LycanTheThrope

Abuse

These bruises don't change anything.
So why do you continue to hurt* me?

Oct 2015 Eka Chollokava

A Celestial Pair

Oct 2015 Eka Chollokava

A Dash of Red

A Celestial Pair

You two are sadly misunderstood.
From ancient lore to modern poetry and children's stories,
You are depicted as light and dark
Hot and cold
Life and death
But that's not it, is it?

You are not sworn enemies,
Fighting for our time, gratitude, and even worship.
You are not these polar opposites,
But lovers,
Attempting to get close to each other.
Going round and round in the wrong direction.

One is the light of the other's life,
And the peaceful, quiet love that the other needs.

You are the Sun and the *Moon

My dear star-crossed lovers, read this and know who you are.

Oct 2015 Eka Chollokava

Autumn Killings.

Oct 2015 Eka Chollokava

Skaidrum

Autumn Killings.

...
I've got a few visitors tonight;
they're all associated with the wolf under my eyes
I.
I've left loneliness to starve on a stone table,
while jealousy can bleed me a lake;
fear and I are equals,
on the battlefield of fate.
"Pay no mind to the rebel."
II.
Forked tongues recite wickedness; of all
the shadows gaining power as the sun was slain.
Black flames banish all that is golden,
as darkness bent my silent skeleton;
but it didn't break.
"I'm just some sin you committed...right?"
III.
A basilisk waited for me at my chambers,
it requested a lullaby, and a glass of iron wine.
Who knew poison would be my new best friend?
Who knew my company would be kept by
an oracle of silver'tongue?
Dead languages clutched my
lively secrets.
"Every wolf gets tired of the moon at some point."
IV.
And just like that;
We were splintering at your wolfsong
auburn poems at the feet of trees
waist deep in misery you sat,
head crowned in autumn's diseases.
Witnessing you tilt your head to plant a kiss
on the night's wings;
"Oh, it's ******* agony."
Watching your eyes harvest hurricanes
love sinking in tongues
of ebony sorrow.
they don't belong to me
you don't belong to me.
"I suppose I can't change the world
but I will leave it colder."
V.

And sometimes, love is just the aftermath
of a tragedy.
...

Oct 2015 Eka Chollokava

Where it all starts

Oct 2015 Eka Chollokava

r

Where it all starts

Listen, it's a beautiful thing
when distilled to its essence;
reduced to its purest form.
A paradox and a paradigm;
a paragon of perfection.
Epic in its arythmetic
progression; poetic.
Like Chinese arithmetic,
so hard it hurts. Yet soft
and exquisite, like a bubble
of love caught in a beating heart.
That place where poetry starts.