Spill Ink

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and i found beauty in the dark
while riding the silence
and i did spill ink
watched it blend with the darkness
saw eye to eye with the storm
as the thunder raged on

walking with nightmares
in the daytime
and even when sun comes
it’s still nighttime
saw the corpse of my innocence
at the edge of my vision
yes, my sanity
needs some revision


© Eshe Kente 2017
Image Don’t Cry Over Spilt Ink by Zack Parka
‘BLUE RAPTURES’ AVAILABLE NOW

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Limbo

limbo (n): a place or state of imprisonment or confinement

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staring at my phone
when i miss calls
missed my train
stranded in limbo

can’t feel much
just the pain i import
got all these thoughts
to distort
and all these ties
to kill off
my sanity hovers
then lifts off
please don’t bother
my inner discord


© Eshe Kente 2017
Image by Unknown
‘BLUE RAPTURES’ AVAILABLE NOW

Relapse

relapse (v): a return to a former state, especially after apparent improvement.

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i wake up
it’s midnight
no need to draw curtains
i draw shapes with the dark
no need for lights
i see well in the dark
no need for wifi
i connect to the dark

i tried peace and balance
but i relapsed
told everyone i’m fine
i’m fine                  relax
i don’t slash my wrists
i slash my sanity
i can’t breathe
i’m panicking


© Eshe Kente 2017
Image by Unknown
‘BLUE RAPTURES’ AVAILABLE NOW

 

Bleeding Rain

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i’m in drought
yet it’s bleeding rain
half in/half sane
i rise and fall

fall then rise
like i’m on cocaine

i drew the joy
but soon enough
the darkness came
he tapped the door
i asked who is it
he said you know my name

 


© Eshe Kente 2017
Image ‘Rachel (Blood)’ by Leslie Shows
MY POETRY BOOK ‘BLUE RAPTURES’ IS AVAILABLE NOW

Drip Pt. II

Enjoy the original of this accidental part II here. This is an account of a head-space I find myself in too often. The same space that inspired ‘All The Same’, ‘Darkest Daughter’, ‘My Raptures Are Blue’ and the whole entire ‘BLUE RAPTURES’.

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Disconnected
From my soul
And my phone
Trapped in my mind
With no haven
Or home

Daytime
But it’s dark inside
In this blank space
There’s no air inside

Night-time’s creeping
Shadows seeping
Whispers, terrors
They broke the tap
My brain is leaking
That’s my sanity
Drip –
Dripping


© Eshe Kente 2017
Image by Unknown
My Poetry Book ‘BLUE RAPTURES’ Is AVAILABLE NOW

Self

self(n) : a person’s essential being that distinguishes them from others

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I’m tryna self-express
To death
Escape.
Find self
Beyond the grey waste
Lose my pain
Before I lose myself
My screws are loose
I’m tryna handyman myself

Don’t ever think to tame me
You’ll only hurt yourself
I can’t love you
I’m tryna love myself
Don’t call me selfish
I just am self
My head is broke
But I have wealth
I’m tryna goldmine myself.


© Eshe Kente 2017
Image by Casey Thornton
My Poetry Book ‘BLUE RAPTURES’ Is AVAILABLE NOW