Silenced Deep Down

"Deep Down"

One of these days

I’m going to explode

I don’t want to be here

When I battle against them

All of their chains upon me

All of their walls around me

They want to shun me now

Stuff me into a hole deep down

All of the illusionists there

They don’t happen to care

Where they spin their tales

Pervasive; hearts have failed

One of these days

I’m going to erupt

I don’t want to be here

When I wage war against them

All of their ropes upon me

And their fortress around me

They want to shut me out

Stuff me into a hole deep down

Saying I am an ailment in their side

Like a poison dart I’m opening wide

All of their false and wrong insides

Tell me why must we all hide?

Let it all out – I’m erupting

Time to call out this farce

Here I go now – exploding

Level them out; it’s sparse

Nothing left now that’s false

Bury ‘em down…

Or they will stuff me in hole deep down

1/9/15 

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“Silenced Songbird”

Am I diseased or crazy?

Perhaps I’m mad and touched

They never want to hear me

Tell me stand there and hush

They want to marvel at my beauty

But I mustn’t make a sound

When did it happen that the songbird

Cannot sing aloud?

Struck with envy

Struck with greed

They are yanking feathers off of me

And they want me – never freed

To be silent

Am I diseased or crazy?

Perhaps I’m a fool for all of them

They never want to hear me

They want me beautifully broken

I should like to sing so loud their ears bleed

They are sick with envy corrupted by greed

Plucking my feathers one by one

I am through with silence

I am done

1/14/15

By: Elizabeth Azpurua

A Book Called "Never"

Seven days in and it's a let down
like a battlefield I face ahead
I am giving up I think in the long run
I am accepting inside I shall be dead
Here's the height of the heat
and I'm melting
Here's my final defeat
and I'm breaking
Lord, I've given up on what I started
I'm waving away all the departed
and writing them off forever
in a book called "Never"

Seven days in and it's all a shame
like a wasteland I am left empty now
I am giving up on this road I set out on
I kept trying but I just don't know how
Here's the height of the heat
and I'm melting
Here's my final defeat
and I'm breaking
Lord, I've given up on what I started
I'm waving away all the departed
and writing them off forever
in a book called "Never"
in a book called "Never"

Seven days in and I can't sleep
I am dreaming all the things that won't come
They're all nightmares about "maybes"
and from them I can't ever run
Here's the height of the heat
and I'm melting
Here's my final defeat
and I'm breaking
Lord, I've given up on what I started
I'm waving away all the departed
and writing them off forever
in a book called "Never"
in a book called "Never"

Seven days down and it's a war zone
my emotions are raging war
Seven days down and it's helpless
tell me what I am fighting for?
Here's the height of the heat
and I'm melting
With my final defeat
I am breaking
Finally given up on what I started
gone are all the departed
gone, gone forever
labeled in a book called "Never"
in a book called "Never"
in a book called "Never"
written off in a book called "Never"

Falling In Love is Like War Raged by Dragons

It was caged, and barred and boarded up
and chained away
and you set it free
with your creation
and it burst into flames, vibrant and encompassing
and suddenly descending
from my home in those clouds
and like wars raged by dragons
spinning, downward like eagles
fiery and burning
in powder, ash, and the cosmic chemical that erases sense
this force inside flashes through skies of azure
delving deeper, seeping through my being
this endless, eternal flight spiralling down
like dragons coupling in the sky
the descent is fiery, like powder and ash
the remnants mark the fall of my heart
and the beginning of erasing my reason
in flames and my fall from the heavens
this fiery, burning
like a war of dragons
consumes as I near bottom
this thing called
"falling in love"
leaves me scorched
like powder and ash
and my descent becomes my grave
in this fiery ending

Paint the Horizon White

There's a storm
on the wind
battle shield and sword
with a name
and paint
the
horizon
white
make a marker
at the ending
take away the word
uttered here
on the
edge of my
horizon
broken
storm
and lightning
and caged
in chains to the meaning
of the endings marked
by my mistake
vast and senseless
to be scarred
by the
cruel and
undesirable
echoes
of
thunder
Take my shield
Take the name
Take the hope within the rains
and break
all the windows
shattering
glass
on the
floors
of
life
and spark the clouds
my name in them
and erase the space by the wind
to end a war of stormy skies
paint
the
horizon
white
and colorless this emptiness
between the thunderclaps
for the name
on the tip
of the wind's tongue
is wrong
it caused the storm
again


By Elizabeth Azpurua on 7/15/09