Some Bleeding Emotion

By Malachi Lasit

A poetry collection, comprised of the feelings and thoughts of youth today. A book that can connect to readers on a deeper and more thoughtful level allowing exploration into a deep thought process and appreciation for the little things in life. Some Bleeding Emotion is an outlet for hurt and tired people and an eye opener for anyone looking for a way to seek out the brighter sode of life.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Malachi Lasit
• Release date: May 7, 2018
• ISBN: 9780463384626

Book preview

Part 1: Bottom Feeders

Part 2: Exploring

Part 3: Aesthetics

I care about a lot of people, this book is dedicated to them

Part 1: Bottom Feeders

R.I.P

Even after silver dew drips off fresh leaves, the star in the sky draws it all back up towards the heavens and heavy rain makes its way through the world again and again and mingles with the energy of every living thing. Love is chosen and shared exclusively with special people everyday and memories are locked away into the heart of every heartbroken being that walks or walked this planet. And long lasting freedom comes when the last breaths are drawn under the violet moon, as a final farewell we as a whole send you off with peaceful blessings. See you soon.

Loud Silence

Rolling tears and growing fears i hadn't cried this bad in so long.

The world hadn't rumbled under my laying body this loud, i’ve never felt so numb and so dumb and wanted to be so dead.

The feelings in my pounding heart and the color in the sparks flying in every happy memory i’ve ever felt have just flushed out with blank fear and depression and progression.

It’s never seemed possible to me to lose the feeling of trust with anyone I thought was supposed to feel love for me and give me security and support but oh well..you lose some and you win some.

You know cry some nights and you die some nights and you freeze up and thaw out and break down and crawl over your own mind asking why you can't recall the last time you were happy even though it was probably an hour ago.

Death is a myth, feelings last forever and i’ll never escape my thoughts.

This noise will continue to grow.

My happiness will fall and my sadness will build like snow.

I’ll never grow.

Grand Thoughts

Deep thoughts and deep conversations and heavy eyes, Bright clicks and white rooms and white waters and visuals of blue tears hitting the white walls.

A floating heart pops in the air around my affection For everything you’ve done for me and now I feel like i'm going crazy.

Its a couple long years since i’ve come to understand how honest i feel about you.

I don’t want to realize that the gold in this art piece isn’t until the end of the showing.

The filming, the music and the games.

The festival of free falling into each other's arms.

None of it makes sense but all of it pains me.

You shackle me up, you chain me

Attempt

Reaching for a rope

Grabbing a hold and swinging,

Let go, pull your body

Over the empty space beneath, above, inside you

Conquer is a description

Risk is a way of life

Failing is a tradition

The feeling  of warmth