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BlackBird15

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"I speak to the people, about the people, as the people."
Lungs
For Stiles and Derek

And I fell into the black hole of your problems,

of your promises,

of your empty space

And I collapsed through the stitches of your pain,

the cities of your grief,

the webs of your untold truth

And I tore down the brick walls of your guilt,

the metal bars of your out-crying dreams,

the stone fortress of your surviving rage,

the towering skyscraper of your distrust,

your lonely, hollow exhaustion

And I drowned in the fires of history like the scattered paper of your nightmares,

of the journal in your mind -

flickered the thousands of expressions on your face -

blazed my reflection in your explosive eyes

And I became the moon-lit tint on my pale, sand-paper, star-flecked skin

And I touched the wounded wolf's howl through the forest,

through the embers of heaven long since gone before it was known

And I wiped my eyes through the knotted weavings of your reasons to never feel again

And I sunk past your loss of purpose

And you burnt your memories into the hand you laid atop mine,

silent wishes with the unspoken bones of sacrifice,

with the brittle strain of my body,

with the eclipse of your beautiful hope

And I held within my arms the lives that surround our collision of souls

One by one, two by two

Take the lone trigger of my awkward gait,

the smoking barrel of my sharp, human reality,

my shot, uneven hair

Take my bouncing, bubbling smile and use it to fuel the dwindling moon of your heart

Take my eyesight,

my imperfect, calculating gaze and hide it beneath your downcast brows,

split it down the middle with your two minds

Take the laughter and the commonality of my home and share in it with me

Let me take your beaten, slashed path and guide you another ten ways,

for all the fingers on my hands

Let me take your cursed lineage,

your blinded betrayal

Let me reveal you to the light,

clasp me when you aren't sure and I'll pull you to the surface -

I'll pull you through -

with my worn, rain soaked strength,

my accidental, new apocalyptic beginning

Let us take and hold one another

Let us rest and heal and gather our calm,

our fierce morning damage,

our careful, passion drenched brokenness

Let us fall into each other,

like shards of nature,

like pieces of one whole.

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I wrote this poem for the Teen Wolf fandom, for Stiles and Derek and the Hale pack.

shoutout to writers who:

  • have chronic fatigue or brain fog
  • have memory issues
  • experience chronic pain
  • have focus issues
  • experience frequent malaise
  • have anything else that may make it difficult to type, come up with ideas, and/or stay motivated & working

you can do this, you belong here, and you deserve to treat yourself with kindness and care

A Smile Under Your Chin
poem 2
This poem was written for Spencer Reid and Elle Greenaway.

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I couldn't feel the scars I could hear in your voice,

The ones climbing down your back,

Where my arms cross them like railroads.

Your clothes held them back,

But they touched me anyway,

With the sound of your silence,

Rippling stillness and

A smile under your chin.

Like a statue of liberty,

Your words rocked me to myself again,

For a moment,

And maybe longer.

Maybe my whole life.

*

You wove me back together like a singing cello that night,

When I never asked,

I railed and bit and fought and killed something inside,

But you held your heart open anyway.

I'll always remember what you said, you told me,

'To feel alone is worse than being alone.'

*

I could feel through the lines of bravery in the fibres of your wonderous mind,

The many people in life who came before me.

*

The hundreds who trip off the tongue like mould sinking beneath your skin,

Those who took from you,

Pulled the attached strings of your veins out from your arms and left you exposed to the cold air and the colder faces.

*

The small many who left their imprint like a birthmark,

All over you they are written in black magic ink,

The best ones between the lines,

Warming your heart each day.

*

I can feel all their lives flowing through your bloodstream and into mine,

Parting suspense like the red sea.

For every person who gave you comfort,

I've felt you give some to me,

For every person who took your kindness and ran away,

I've seen you place your trust in me,

For every person who tore you down and left you alone,

I know you give to me what you never had from them.

*

And I just hope one day,

To be one of those who gives you reason to love others like you have loved me.

*

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The poems are about an embrace between two people who have come back to each other after some time has passed and they have both changed. One of them didn't understand the other's pain and then they circled back and found them again, filled with understanding.
Both poems are from the perspective of one person. The speaking of the other person is through their actions and affect on the person who's pov is being read.
Spiderwebs In Your Hands
poem 1
This poem is written for Spencer Reid and and Elle Greenaway.

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Tangled in your words, 

Wrapped in your thoughts, 

Unravelled by your love. 

It broke apart my shield like a shattered window into my eyes, 

Glass shards tore across my body and I gushed blood red all over the carpet, 

All over you. 

*

You held me in the centre of your chest, 

And for the first time in my life I couldn't have possibly posited what you were going to say, 

And how you would say it. 

Breathing down onto my head, 

Your gentle whispers strung cords of electrified gold through my hair, 

Woven with the spiderwebs in your hands. 

Your backbone was glowing under the streetlights, 

I could see it from where I was safely nestled in the darkness, 

For once in my life a comfort,

While you took the brunt of my beating. 

I held onto you like a shipwreck against the shore, 

And little did I know that something inside you was broken just like me.

*

For once in my life, 

It was a welcome to be weak, to be easy, to be so very afraid, 

To be made a broken stranger inside my own skin, 

To be a wayfaring opposition to my own soul.

For once in my life,

It was a relief to be real, to be so very small and young in your arms, 

To crumble and fall down and explode into the ashes of what I have come to know as existence, 

Only to be kept steady anyway. 

For once, I let someone carry me. 

For once, I trusted someone, because that person was you. 

For once, it was nice not to be feared. 

For once, it was wonderful to be loved.

*

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"The poems are about an embrace between two people who have come back to each other after some time has passed and they have both changed. One of them didn't understand the other's pain and then they circled back and found them again, filled with understanding."