Obsidian Words

Joined May 2021

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Mind the Mess. Honorable Mention in Somewhere Between Here and There Challenge.
My thoughts T U M B L E Washing machine mimicry with the bubbles foaming at the breaking point, rabid and chaotic.
By Obsidian Wordsabout a year ago in Poets
Fragments of the Former. Content Warning.
I sit here, fermenting and faded, my jaw slack and eyes milky-white with glazed detachment. My spirit lingers somewhere in my peripheral, mocking me in its fleeting existence between the physical and other. Occasionally I feel it dart from the stale air, through old damp wood and into fresh, foggy mornings. The low clouds sometimes roll through the gaps and cloak me, drifting to place small beads of water on my brow as if I sweat again despite the morning chill.
By Obsidian Wordsabout a year ago in Fiction
Tea
It's been six months, or something close, since you last walked out the door. And I've spent a lot of time in your room today.
By Obsidian Wordsabout a year ago in Poets
Intrusive Thoughts
Sometimes the thought strikes And my heart spikes I could make a work of art Limbs wrenched apart Fashion a patchwork
By Obsidian Wordsabout a year ago in Poets
Colour Coded
Red slash Blue splash Thoughts clash Fists crash A facade maintained Gutted by fire Desperation refrained
By Obsidian Wordsabout a year ago in Poets
Layered
Silence has layers—I like the first. It is the hushed din of a room and the Lack of loud voices churning whilst Everything else continues unmuted
By Obsidian Wordsabout a year ago in Poets
Serenade
Serenade me in silence Indoctrinate me into your place of peace and Let me embrace you without the need for Explanations and wasted words
By Obsidian Wordsabout a year ago in Poets
Where It Begins
Simplicity can be found in silence— It can also be lost to it. Like sand it is an irritant, but also an Exfoliant; we can guide it into its purpose.
By Obsidian Wordsabout a year ago in Poets
Rot
Subliminal—the silence settles Infesting the solace I sought Lecherous, it steals its way in Embalmed in pretense of peace
By Obsidian Wordsabout a year ago in Poets
Wisdom
Slipping into the peaceful embrace Isolated from the standard chaos we face Liaising with my internal discourse Eliminating distractions at its external source
By Obsidian Wordsabout a year ago in Poets
Finality
Some find peace In the silence Like a blanket Encasing the world Nurturing their Calm—some find it Excruciating in its finality.
By Obsidian Wordsabout a year ago in Poets
Counting Sheep
Sheep leap in sequence—one, two, three… Inhale and paint the farmyard on my eyelids as I Lay here listening to the e m p t i n e s s.
By Obsidian Wordsabout a year ago in Poets