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Courtney O Sep 2019
You are the easy answer
You are a tinsel cilice
you are full of meaning
you are not the solution...
unless we take a resolution
You are the easy path
getting lost in my problems
writing poems
but it's a maze, leading nowhere
You light me up
What is this fuss about?

And I see you again,
and I know I will sin
but I know also right now
things are not what they seem.

The mind is wider than you and me
I will never forget you, but ah,
I see ****...
And I know other lips...
I want to kiss you, but dear
your tinsel cilice made them bleed.
I'm trapped between bodies.
I don't mind if I die like this.
Courtney O Sep 2019
This is the last day of the summer
Buses don't arrive on time.
I dance on the stop, thoughts going wild.
People are out and about.
You fan your hands to cool it off
Does that match your soul?
I can't help but feeling this day
has a meaning, a sense

My life didn't turn out so bad in the end
Here I am, can't believe I made it.
Last day of summer - a promise and a death
Something's filling, thickening the air
So light with anticipation, with peace, with
not knowing what comes next
yet knowing also it will indeed be great

We all have grown
The wheel moves, like it or not
And we celebrate our million aches
with milkshake and games
Am I in the right path? It all crosses my mind
The demons want me back
and I am still deciding how to cope with that

Last day of summer
because pool season might come to an end
but inside
the Sun will reign
a spare time not to forget
let's rush back but never ever
fail the shot again
Courtney O Aug 2019
Oh God
oh Ishtar whoever you are
why do you play games against me
why don't you let me stay here
nursed in love
around his arms
you plucked me, ripped me from him
and I needed it, I did
but now I see it, with clarity
and it shines brighter than my rationality

but now time for reorganizing
time to set up the pace
time to boil again
time to sew my broken limbs
who broke them? as usual I think it's me
this time has been crazy, the summer of loose morals
time to clean up, to see
never hold on too dearly to a vision because then it flees

I am trapped in somewhere
I am trapped in ourselves
in us
it's where I grew
you are my nurturing wind
and all the people with their reasons
and their good desires for me
their advice, their appreciation,
their ****
would not understand
what goes underneath
they would not accept us
as they never accepted me?
For I see for miles,
and I see further than they do
My nurturing wind...

Why can't we decide
I've been rotting slowly don't know why
now it's time to freshen up
to accept you in my mouth
communion from below and above
communion with the whole

And I am waving you goodbye - for now
but I am feeling close to you and I haven't even left
If I could be with you, again
All I need is you to care
My nurturing one, my man...
Alex. This is for you. I know you don't know, but I do. I am Psychotic Poetess. I am your girl. Your crazy schizotypal pornographic feverish girl. I will never forget you. I just want to be correct for you. All of this has been too much. Things are hard. But they will stop being one day, and then WE WILL FLOAT, not as in the song by PJ Harvey but on US.
Courtney O Aug 2019
She's stuck on a man
I could be her
that's why I sing
all of her torture and her pain

She fell in love with him
in an inner spring
He's a habit hard learnt
she just can't leave
Comfort in the shape of a kiss
A kind of deep hit
She's so used to him
So many beds she's known
but none of them overcomes
what she's felt in his arms
And he binds her hands and thoughts!

"This is a dysfunction",
she knows too well
She's rotting away slowly
while he never cared for her
He wanted her body
She harboured the world instead
Which was his body...and his eyes
and his glasses
and his beard
and his lips
and his voice
that will **** her in the end
Self destruction at the hands of a man
Oldest tale

It's bitter to taste
after all the sweet syrup
she fed herself via his hands
why he has snatched the bottle
nothing in return because
it was hers all the time!
I was not made of ashes, I was made of fire
How to recall the ****** rhyme?

Her therapist says she's stuck
oh she's locked
locked on a ******* ****
got stung on her heart!

Her ****** focus
the death of her
small death in the bed
death of all she could have been

Is the spring waning again?
Am I to cherish this as a *******?
I burnt well without him
Why can't he accept his place within me
Why he resists death
like the little imp he is

Am I to be locked
in his ****
the same way my fella
does now?
Courtney O Aug 2019
You are the cupcake from devil's lair.
Enticing, but carrying a curse within.
I want to bite you but you are no good for my health
You are a habit long acquired but not permanent
My health is decaying you will surely not help
Tired of your ghost howling around my pain

I got delivered from you!
Why can't I stay on that track
Why it always comes back
Why don't you become the soil
for new flowers, richer, taller,
to grow up?
It's a way to live forever - why is it not enough
for you?

My problems can't be an alibi
to break hearts and wreck havoc along
You are the one - who will do me wrong
You won't come back - why I can't stay on that track
Ishtar, where are you now?

There is a promise in the sky
I can feel it with my feet and my hands
It might become broken but I have to try
Even if this turns you on
It's breaking me down
You are my fears, and my hopes
all tied in a knot
You mean it all - but you shot yourself on the chest
I am not Sandra Dee - but I am not giving in
Courtney O Aug 2019
the guy of the thousand kisses
all over my skin, my body shivers
there's something missing -
there's something plus in the scene -
an old dead body, that haunts me

because he isn't dead
I wish he was
but everyday he decays
a bit, our growth is spayed
we lie on the bed
but a few days ago
I saw the other side of the game
now it flees from me
but I already got sold my soul to it

he killed himself in fact
to my hungry eyes
I am hungry for life
can't starve on your doubt

And the guy of the thousand kisses
comes along and burns me little by little
I love his touch, I love his slow burning
Maybe he holds  a secret I don't know
I am doing it all wrong – love love love
I've been trying hard to keep him at bay -
now it's time to let it blow, baby let's play
Show me the way - not to be a wooden girl again
Courtney O Aug 2019
It feels weird to say so
but I have to let you go.
Stop those frenzied hands
sweetly polluted by the memories
of yours all over my body...
Let them belong to someone else...
let them become other, let them grow further

The doors have been opened wide
They open when they wish, not at my whim!
A new world for me to taste
I've been delivered tonight
from your heavy spell
which meant nothing in the end!
It's just the meaning I want it to take

You were the fuel for my poems
but a fundamental change comes
Life is wider than a notebook.
Away, away from you. Always there too.
Nothing more than the soil for the new
I have to carry on. Can't be holding on to you,
breaking me down, making me grow fond
of your unattainable love!
and your promises, and your problems
which I do feel deep inside
but being troubled never stopped me
from trying to fly high
From eventually getting it
and joyously clap my hands

I feel lightheaded - but yesterday, I was
******* excited
I have to forget you, I saw it clear like water
Can't cling to your dream
a dream that is never fully fulfilled.
And his hand is below my skirt
and it gives me the chills
And his kiss, oh his kiss
Tonight I could die for this

I can't give up the habit!
You are deep ingrained in my circuits
But it's a thought for today
We can't spend eternity
begging for our love
I can't spend my whole life
waiting for you to come right
I just want to fly...but you are grounded
And I don't want to rot away
Flying - I just need to
And I have to, I tell you
Maybe you were just a part
of my chaotic life
Important, but not the core one
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