Where Dead Things Grow E-Book

Jade Davis-Brown

• Herausgeber: BooxAi
• Kategorie: Poesie und Drama
• Sprache: Englisch

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2022

Beschreibung

Exposed. I speak freely, spilling words, once kept, that I now share. Poets, we cannot be contained in what we share. Every emotion is magnified by our lives. Even ones that we have never lived. Yet we feel because we just know. That we are the some that dare to become.

Leseprobe

Where Dead Things Grow

Jade Davis-Brown

Where Dead Things Grow

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Copyright © 2022 by Jade Davis-Brown

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Published by BooxAi

ISBN: 978-965-577-970-7

Where Dead Things Grow

Jade Davis-Brown

To my father, for fiercely loving your darkness, my mother, I love the way you live for the light,

and my twin sister for finding our way through the grey…without her, this book wouldn’t exist.

Thank you to those special souls (you know who you are) that have always been there for me.

I hope my words can bring love to you who are holding this book in your hands.

Jade Davis-Brown

* * *

Blooming in the woes,

I have never stopped growing

where the dead things grow.

* * *

What is love,

but in thy heart which

shakes the freedom

from our veins.

* * *

What fate that I have crossed,

that fair existence gives,

forsaken had I lost,

the death that I once lived.

* * *

Follow me down the lane that fades,

like blossoms wilting, to learn my name.

You will not find the same path,

it scatters in many places,

homes without walls and men without faces.

I have found my way...never would have if I stayed.

* * *

The geese fly above

heading off with second chances

on their wings.

I want to be where they fly.

* * *

Sometimes, all I need is the air that I breathe

and to love you.

* * *

A hug shall find us.

And when it does.

I will embrace it.

* * *

You joined the winged,

protected by the cover of his night.

You shall not be forgotten oh marvelous one.

Hold on to my love and let your pain take flight.

* * *

* * *

I’ve lived thousands of lifetimes in this one life.

I cannot comprehend

the beginning to the end,

but I can contend,

that it will bring me back to you.

* * *

I never wanted

this world to accept me.

I just wanted

to be able to accept me in this world.

* * *

Let there be old souls,

leaping through time just to find,

my primeval heart.

* * *

With a thread of faith,

I will stitch you together,

patch you up again.

* * *

I’m sorry self

for putting you

through unnecessary hell,

so that I could walk through

fires even when I knew

it would burn.

* * *

Coming from a place of happiness

I never knew what freedom was,

what real living is

until I entered an inner sense

of not belonging to the world,

but belonging to myself.

Even if I rise and fall,

it is by the feet

that keep me moving.

This will be the

life that I lead.

As long as it is mine,

it is still worth choosing.

* * *

Beneath my surface,

you will not find a soul that claims to be whole.

An array of sorts combined with all the parts that have canvased in to one.

* * *

Why do I carry you up in my heart

and in my mind

when you let me down all the time.

* * *

I live in the light,

but came from the night.

* * *

I am most at

home in

the unknown.

* * *

There are some wounds that cannot heal.

Unsurfaced piles of lingering pain.

Those are the ones that will kill me.

* * *

Meet me above the covers

and I will show you how to love

with all of your senses.

A black heart parted my night sky

taking all of my pain with those golden eyes.

An extension of my soul,

that mended me whole.

Of earth and sky, this divine of mine.

* * *

I faced my demons head on.

They stand behind me now.

* * *

I have bled with wounded monsters,

who have sunk teeth for me,

for they know it is them that I see.

With eyes of unhallowed kindness.

* * *

In true form,

you are the

rarest of love.

* * *

I held him once,

his wild perfection,

but an untamed heart will always let go.

Evolving from darkness,

the only light I ever knew was you.

Though dust has taken its toll,

you’ve watered my soul

and are the reason that I grew…

* * *

Tiny fragments of you,

still cling to my mind,

closing over my heart,

like an overgrown vine.

They spark and they speck,

may ye never forget,

all the moments we lived,

as one in this life.

* * *

When your light goes down,

I’ll love you in ways

only darkness has found…

* * *

He wore the wild outside

that burned like an

Arabian sunset.

* * *

I once glowed with a certain kind of bright,

because I was in the presence of your star.

But that’s the thing about stars.

You cannot keep one for too long.

It belongs to the skies, and we are meant to love them,

forever from afar…

* * *

I can live

without you, but

I’d rather be

infinitely yours.

* * *

Into the darkness I go,

tempered by your bliss.

Unafraid to leave the light,

forever to be missed.

* * *

Lay with me music man

and I will let you play with

my heartstrings.

* * *

I want brown feathers,

how blessed the dull peaks

that blend together.

Humble, happy, full of bliss.

Strip this glitz upon my face.

Wipe away all glamour with haste.

I do not wish to stand out alone.

I want to blend in,

where the normal ones roam.

* * *

How far I’ve travelled through winters frost,

that’s bitten me with perils lost,

to keep me from knowing any warmth at all cost.

Yet still I welcome thy bitter cold winds,

for their outmatched by the sins I’ve lived in,

and they will not freeze me away from my win.

* * *

How can echoes stir a loudness that maddens any silence?

I search these empty halls,

hoping to find you occupying this space.

There are no remnants of your grander.

Only sadness in its place.

The danger of being in love

is being alive

and watching

our love die.

* * *

I can’t give you words that come from my head,

but I will give you the words of my soul.

* * *

Oh forgotten love, I want to burn in your arms so that you can feel my heat transcend.

Oh forgotten love, anything to singe in your skin, so that you will remember me once again.

Let me scar and stain all the pain you have left behind to be your keeper.

And as I burn deeper, let me remind you of what true love really is.

A place where two hearts live.

* * *

Bring me peace to this soul, bring me heroes all brave.

Let us offer them healing, it is our turn to save.

* * *

I have entered this earth to give

everything my soul will allow

until my time is done.

Of sky of earth, I will become.