Do you ever sit down and let your thoughts run? Staring out a window watching the world continue to live while you're sat sipping coffee looking on I can see the clouds moving and faintly hear the cars that I've learned to tune out, but now I've gone and holed myself up within these four …
"But I'm an artist" she screams We're all art in some form However, narcissism pierces through carefully crafted veils to reveal your true warmth This god body is a gift and a humbling lesson on what it is to be human Grapple for enlightenment beyond self-identity and illusion Graced with opinions Everybody screaming that theirs …
I never learned how to swim
I vanished from your mind; dissipating like vapor Casual strolls to the corner store to feed the habit Cigarettes and liquor People watching people gave us something to do It's been a minute since Easy I guess I need a new vibe too Why do I feel so grey and only see blues? I'm parked …
The Most Beautiful Shade of Blue
I wrote this as part of a wedding gift for my best friend. This one is personal and written for her heart. With her permission I decided to post it - For Mindy, with all my love Singing along to The Wall somewhere down the interstate She's traveling on rusted bones with a fresh coat …
What tired eyes You have I've been hearing this a lot lately I should pluck them from my skull Hide them somewhere for safe keeping Silent weeping into hands that hold too much power over you, dear Recede into yourself; find comfort in the demons you once feared Eryn Mackenzie
Acrylic
I'm finding beauty in muted shades Neons bleed into my bones Marrow mixed with acrylic paint When did white become the darkest color? Eryn Mackenzie
Neon Skies
I’ve been floating somewhere between purple trees and neon skies for awhile now
Second Shedding
Inspiration from behind my eyes Stemming from the beings in my life Surrounding me with color and light Balance out the negative in sight Dive deep into the eternal abyss to come out beaming An ever evolving Create-ress navigating new scenery Boundless jumps between flesh and canvas Dabbling in the musical matrix Bury me in …
Night Mind
Wrap me in rainbows and the technicolor buzz of the music that's been playin in some awful club We'll take to the streets to fill our lungs with city air Find a park with swings and soar away with our cares I want to be open in all the ways you need me But reservation …
Eryn Mackenzie 