Confession I

Oh Father,If there was a reasonForSurpassing Soulful treason...He... He,Would be my reason...Oh...A heart...Oh...A soul...Oh...He hides...Charging,It's toll....Oh...SO tough! Oh!So bold!Oh...A delicate heart.. He is unable... To hold...Oh! HE! OH! Me!Such carelessness,To see...Oh!To let him,Hold me...Oh!Such enouement...Oh!Such,Darkle, Spent...Such,Sand sinksIn such,A cosset..-Madamchryzl-

Black Hole

BLACK HOLE A galaxy generated within false ink...Cosmos of love gone within a blink...Cursed dark vortex dissolving all heat...Implosion has replaced my every heartbeat...Concave words buckle within...Just ellipsis following the end...-Madamchryzl-🖤 Previously posted in March but is applicable today! 🖤 For us self proud of our Sagittarius title... LET TODAY BE EVEN MORE GRAND. 🖤... Continue Reading →

Tease

As we live and breathe... May God, bless the tease... Neither are they naughty or nice... They are just better served, With a tub of ice... -Madamchryzl-

Helpless Heart

My heart can only fall...Without legsshe may not stand against...Without arms she is unable to defend...Without sightshe can not see the dangers...With knowing notof sound she shall not heed my warnings...-Madamchryzl-

Wondering On Land

Dear Alice,Can you please lend me your hare...My lady! The clock has spliced...The cards have miced...I only have one to share...The smoke possesses a grin That I find too much comfort in...Carry me away with jabs I can attempt to walk me...I am off with it...I have lost my head...I am off wondering...In this land...-Madamchryzl-... Continue Reading →

A Place For Love

PHOTO By: Madamchryzl Fallen awayThrough the groundAre the words That made no soundStrung upPast the SkyIn twineIs our loveThat was Left behindSmiles thatpretendTo carry meTowards the endOf an infinite spaceA cubicle Of loveIs myHearts place-Madamchryzl-

Crevices

Crevices In the wake of it all...I slumber...Eyes stand tall.. I fall under...Your shape whispers taunt...They say nothing...My pain is the haunt...It tries to love me...-Madamchryzl-

Ignore-Amos

You wrote of our future With an eraser Bound leather within its suture Reverse alphabetical Chronologically impossible Our history held within No confession of sin A tale amongst the wind My un-friend -Madamchryzl-

NARCOLEPTIC NYMPH V

Self Sufficient Self depletion is a measure...Oh, borderline painful pleasure...Less can reassure...Self-preservation can be a treasure...Selfish love can rest assure...Myself pleads to me, "Madame, please, more..."-Madamchryzl-

So Very Naughty

So very naughty,Are we...For us to gamble,With a handWe can not handle...So very aughty,We are...To burn this candle...On both ends...We can not handle...-Madamchryzl-

Delirium

Delirium Boundaries are subjective... Wise... To be protective... Chance... Exploration discovers limits... Accept... Hours bound by minutes... -Madamchryzl-

Sans Toi

Sans Toi I rise each morning with anticipation of your arrival... Such ardor leaves poor chances of revival... Sans toi... I set each evening exhausted with grief... Along with prayers grasping to belief... Sans toi... Weakness is a trait; my heart's heart will reject... Love's pressure leaves the brightest effect... Sans toi... -Madamchryzl-

Valentines Day

This story could be triggering. Valentines Day... She sat in the den thinking of everything that could have been... Should have been; and what it was in real life... Reality did not agree with the voices, and they agreed on nothing... That day she listened to her Grandfather Clock strike 12 twice... Not once had... Continue Reading →

Marketing Do your night terrors only include fun... The only gear you idle in, is run run run... Eyes, hands, and feet are bound by wires and cords... Data and Graphs reign among many lords... Infinite possibilities within resolutions view... Oh, the screen can certainly misconstrue... Real humans have become more scary than drugs... Maximum... Continue Reading →

Paint Me A Sky

Waves upon waves, Come hither the moon... Days upon days, Kiss me, Mister Sun.. Stars upon stars... Wrap me in your darkness... Blue skies upon blue... Grant days, cerulean and true... -Madamchryzl- Painting By: MadamChryzl

Observation

Observation Running, without a place to hide... Quietly, drifting away with the tide... Eyes glossy from the nights of tossing and turning... Hands trembling in sync with the stomach churning... Head space that grinds on all gears... Feet that fret with made up fears... Generational concerns handed down within a pine box... Heart chained and... Continue Reading →

All I Have

All I Have All I have... Is your photograph... Crumpled beneath pillow... You listen to the sounds of a willow... All I have... Is your photograph... Still, yet remains a beat... Within my black walls of deceit... -Madamchryzl-

Naughty Narcoleptic Nymph

Grand displeasure tugs at my apron string... "Tonight, now? But I have so much to do." He stands there before me, almost 6 feet tall... His ghostly image lined within a Yellow Taped frame. Holding the shards of me together... My breathing turns heavy and I'm down on the floor... Alone in blissful agony, even... Continue Reading →

130-ish…

130-ish Your point has remained the same as day one... Your beautiful Mother raised quite a son... What terrific strength and power you hold... Oh such man! So big, burly, and bold... OH, you are just so far, tougher than I... I wonder, do those biceps allow you to cry... Through all that strength, does... Continue Reading →

Narcoleptic Nuance

Your presence has never subsided... I declare; still I am not undecided... I end this year, trembling as it began... With breaking agony, hard to withstand... I hold the the title of your uninvited... My age has doubled, my mind divided... Cynical had no place, thinking for me... I surrendered and I became un-free... -Madamchryzl-

Dear Santa…

Dear Santa... Could you spare some time for me? I have been acting rather inhumanely... So much so it is hard to see... I no longer know, where I should be... I no longer wish, to be me... Love has disowned me... My wish list is nothing but a plea...Upon, the New Year set my... Continue Reading →

Narcoleptic Nomad Nightmare I

The Streets of New Orleans, generate it's own sound... The cobble stone still exist, and it's blood so profound... Howls and growls... I see it's teeth and the snares... I see the skulls tumbling, down Hell's stairs... Vampires and demons alike... Monitor their selection each night... Picking and choosing their victims with out haste... Innocent... Continue Reading →

A Pawn

Just A Pawn... Madamchryzl 2004-ish A pawn in your game... Only my name... Phonetic syllables, all the same... Synonymous with shame... -Madamchryzl-

Limerence

Limerence My favorite tool of torture is you... I nibble on history's words sent at two... We had no direction... Only such discretion... Oh, such a need... Such a void to feed... Come hither, my favorite ache... I hold close, every decision I make... You are a wound I choose not to heal... You are... Continue Reading →

My Mighty Oak 2.0

Through the cyclones winds, you stand strong before me... Through the angry lightening, you remain barely singed... Through the drenching rains, you breathe your air safely... Your might keeps us in tact, though my storms batter us deeply... Your strength preserves our love when my weak nature is on display... Your strong branches cover me,... Continue Reading →

Stone Faced

Your name came up today, Not a word, I managed to say... Grace allowed me a smile, As judgment held it's own trial... My heart gasped for air, As my brain studied their stare... Seconds ached into minutes misplaced, As truth hid behind this stone face... -Madamchryzl-

Extra Song… Fink “Looking Too Closely”

Extra Song... Fink "Looking Too Closely" This is a song about somebody elseSo don't worry yourself, worry yourselfThe devil's right there right there in the detailsAnd you don't wanna hurt yourself, hurt yourselfLooking too closelyLooking too closelyOh, no, no, no!Put your arms around somebody elseDon't punish yourself, punish yourselfTruth is like blood underneath your fingernailsAnd... Continue Reading →

Flavors 2.0

I can not tell you the ways in which I would like to express my curiosities... I can not tell what your touch is like from that distance, and I would just love to closer our territories... Perhaps then... I could sense your vibrations, just maybe then I could smell your skin for the first... Continue Reading →

Winter

Jubilation descended with the first leaf of the fall... I lift not my voice for any joy to call... Cheer and merriment lies beneath my fireplace... My tears are only a reflection of your face... -Madamchryzl-

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