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Release by Crimson Quintessence


Life, why are you always testing me?

My knowledge, my patience.

You really know how to push my buttons.

I’ve become thankful to the quill in my right hand for my releases.

It’s the only thing that fully understands one’s struggles.

Self-talk is one of the most powerful things we possess.

No matter what any given situation produces, the quill in one’s hand provides a therapeutic pathway to one’s sanity.

Inked on my right forearm in crimson red with the words “CQ Forever and Always xoxo “means forever and always remember your will to write out of any situation and remember to always love yourself.

No matter where you’ve come from or where you’re headed, it’s always there for you.

So, test me if you will it’s your nature.

Mine is that of my own, what I desire it to be when it’s needed, either for myself or someone I know.  That’s how I give back. That’s how I deal.

Whether it be the voices in my head or yours, the doorway is an ink drop away.

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Abstraction by Crimson Quintessence


 

To dream

My preoccupation

One might think it’s a flaw

I think it’s a gift

To wander in dreaminess

Creating wonder for one’s self.

How can it be wrong?

Capture one thought

Simple, serene, tranquil

Make it yours

If only for a brief moment

Wrap it around your soul

Distract yourself from life’s stresses

Embrace it, dance with it

You have that right

What will your abstraction be?

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Original written work by Gillian Gibson aka Crimson Quintessence 2017.
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Payback Over by Crimson Quintessence


I’m ready to go home

I’m tired

I saw it coming

Unfolding before my very eyes

A toxic entity,

That was you.

Full of excuses

Full of lies

The blankest of stares

Behind your dark eyes.

Joint in one hand

Knife in the other,

You cornered me

Your angel and lover.

I submitted my body

But not my soul

That you can’t have

You heart black as coal.

I’m ready to go home now

Swing your steel blade

I’m taking my soul with me

Into the fade.

Run me right through

Sanguine shade

Drain me right out,

It’s how you are made.

Dance on my corpse

Scream and shout.

Your days, will be numbered without any doubt.

That you can count on,

I’ll settle all scores

My soul soars as yours roars

Payback over, there’s nothing more.

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Damaged by Crimson Quintessence


I looked at you many times before

Trying to figure out what they saw

Luring them in like a starving child

Then stripping their soul’s completely raw.

Deep inside, that gut instinct kept sending out warnings.

Oh, how I tried to ignore it.

I fought it with everything I had

Thinking I could fix you

Wanting to be the one so bad.

I should’ve known when she warned me

But I couldn’t, I didn’t want to believe you could be that cruel.

And, you convinced me, it was her, she was damaged, not you.

You presented as educated, caring and soulful.

I bought into that, I was so thoughtful,

We all did, how awful.

But, when push came to shove with time

You revealed yourself, the manipulator, the whore and the unkind.

Living for you was a chore.

Red pill or blue, they both kept you unglued

Pushed you back into your corner.

Poor damaged shoul, your heart is so cold

You’ll latch onto anything if I’m being so bold.

Swallow it down, shoot it straight up

Either way, it fucked you right up.

Have you got a first aid kit?

Do you know what to do to fix it?

You left us all damaged

You checked out, you never check in

You sat there staring, rubbing your chin

Fix it, fix it

Apologetically, you cried, you begged,

Please, have patience with me, I’m trying, you said.

But all you managed was to leave us all crying

Feeling sorry for you as you kept coming unglued.

Red pill then blue, we should have all seen it

But, then again, you didn’t really mean it.

Damaged, you were, but you just couldn’t see it.

I dropped a rose on your coffin

You’re gone and I can’t even feel it.

Pran Mudra Purpose This is called the Mudra of Life as it improves our vital life force and empowers our life from the inside out.

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The Dance by Crimson Quintessence


The music comes on and I dance

Willing to give myself a chance

Flowing like never before

Feeling free to my core.

A melody moves me so freely

Taking each step with such pride

Spinning in circles while spreading my arms

I feel so free, I could fly.

High in the air, my spirit is soaring

Free as a bird, I’m in flight

Replenished my soul, I am gliding

Dancing in the sun’s radiant light.

Each song brings me freedom

Each tune makes my soul bright

Words leave my lips like a meadowlark

Dancing through the goddess’s light.

The gift of song twirls through my spirit

Providing the essence of light

Such a pivotal moment of chance

life awakens my senses through the freedom and movement

created through me in the dance.

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Exit Wounds by Crimson Quintessence


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It happens to the best of us,

The exit wounds.

They can reach us in many forms for many reasons.

How we deal with them, now that’s the key.

Don’t let them swallow you whole.

Don’t become victim to them.

Don’t obsess with them, or over them.

They are the minds pathway out of one bad situation to lead you to something better.

How you travel the wave is up to you.

Do you ride it or become swallowed up and caught in an under-tow of repetition?

Learn from them.

Strengthen from them.

Grow from them.

Become a better, educated you.

Exit wounds hurt but they heal.

Trust in yourself.

Go through the exit.

The wounds will heal themselves.

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Here to Stay by Crimson Quintessence


 

Walk the trails, Climbing the rocks

You awaken my heart completely non-stop

As the sun sets it brightens your eyes

Behind a smile that tells no lies.

I surrender to you

Love at first sight.

I wake in your arms in the morning light.

When I’m away, I miss you so much

How I long for your loving touch.

Off the road and together again

Where you start, I begin.

Hand upon hand,

Heart upon heart.

Keeps longing away when we are apart.

Together again, I’m lost in your eyes

Longing glances and deepest desires.

The sweetness of your breath

The warmth of your thighs

Your voice that moans as I enter inside.

Melded together as if we are one

Our heated release as we both cum.

I am in you, as you are in me

A beautiful release and we are set free.

Free from the stress of each working day

Caressed in each other’s arms

Love, here to stay.

Original written work by Gillian Gibson aka Crimson Quintessence 2017.

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Let the Beast In by Crimson Quintessence


I go through the action

For your satisfaction

But the reality is

An insignificant fraction.

Stains on the walls

Stains on the floors

Splatter on the ceiling

Oh, what a feeling.

Death does come

For those who wait

It hovers around

By the garden gate.

Deep in the night

Feeding on hate

It posses no feeling

So, just you wait.

It floats through the air

Taking note of your habits.

It knocks on your door

And you reach out to grab it.

Patience it says

As you beg it to come

To release you from the hell

That you’ve put yourself in.

You’re just a mere mortal

Living with sin

Open the door

And let the beast in

Let it take over

It’s just what you want

Surrender

Your soul

Give into it now

That pain you want out from?

It’s your eternity now.

 

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A Hundred Degrees by Crimson Quintessence


Sexy naked nude girl in bed sheets ballpoint pen drawing art by artist Juan Francisco

I want to see more of you

Dance right into the core of you

What your soul radiates in the light

I feel it inside me, every night.

All your essence seeps through your pores

Every taste of you surrenders my will

My tongue dances on your skin

I will your surrender to my touch

Your walk, your talk, your beautiful smile

Yes, my darling, I want you so much.

My fingers tracing every curve

Touching and tingling every nerve.

You bring the heat to a hundred degrees

Dropping me down onto my knees

I surrender, to you each time we meet

I can’t believe how you turn up the heat.

Inside, I am on fire

Surrender my will to your every desire.

Every touch sets me so free

When you bring the heat to a hundred degrees.

Original written work by Gillian Gibson aka Crimson Quintessence

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The Shelf by Crimson Quintessence


A lifetime guarantees

That’s what you offered to me

Fear they neighbour they warned,

Who knew, I’d become the untouched lover scorned.

Coming undone at the seams,

Wakefulness with silent screams.

I wanted revenge at the end,

Knowing your words were all for pretend.

You cut through my heart like a knife,

Taking precious time from my very short life.

A lesson learned in the end,

I’ve been well on the mend.

Finding out who I really am,

Far away from your touch, I ran.

I am the girl standing tall,

No longer hiding behind my perfectly built wall.

Rid my self from all of your sorrows.

I look forward to all my tomorrows.

My stand-still all went away,

I look forward to each and every day.

Working on myself is what’s important,

Finding meaning and moving forward.

My guarantee, to myself.

Put the bad memories in a jar on the shelf.

Discovered by Ann

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Reach for the Sun


Reach for the Sun * Artist Jim Warren

One Step forward

Two steps back

Love lies bleeding

An emotional attack.

Not prepared for what was done,

Survived it all,

Another day won.

Crawling in my skin

Don’t know where I fit it.

I cry and reach for the ceiling

I feel like my brain is bleeding.

The pounding I feel in my head,

While I lay, curled up, in my bed.

Sometimes, I could walk with the dead

Leaving behind all of my dread.

But then, I hear your voice in a song

And those thoughts of being alone

Are not so strong anymore.

Eventually, they are all gone

Leaving me standing again once more

Finding my smile from inside was a chore

But, I survived my thoughts once again

And your song took away all my pain.

So, know, I dance in the rain

Smiling through all of my pain

I reach for the sun once again.

Reach for the sun (Todd Abrams)

Original written work of Gillian Gibson aka Crimson Quintessence August 2017

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On the Way Down by Crimson Quintessence


On the way down, I saw you sitting on the park bench, head in your hands.

I thought, how sad, how lonely.

I wanted to cradle you in my arms.

Then I saw the grin.

Your eyes, blood-shot, deep hatred rose upon your brow, 

You snarled at the air that surrounded you.

A claw came out from your withered and crooked hand.

It was almost inhuman, beastly looking.

A harsh light shed on the way down 

Another bombshell dropped.

There, the body lay, to your left, her golden hair stained black in the moonlight.

The life lifted from her eyes.

You, are a chameleon, hiding and adapting in plain sight.

You’re not meant to be here.

Leading lambs to the slaughter.

You silver-tongued devil.

You should know, you are on the way down, but where you are descending to, I’ll never see.

Death and the Devil await you!

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Hollow by Crimson Quintessence


A magnitude of emotions well up inside me like tides in the ocean

You lit me up, started a notion, that we would last, like loves magic potion.

Yet, here I sit, feeling so hollow and broken inside, unable to swallow.

The lies you told, so cold, so shallow, crushed me inside, your actions were so hollow.

Promised me things that I just could not have, Like the white picket fence and a multitude of happiness.

I gave you everything I had and you always wanted more.

Your anger and jealousy hurt me to the core.

Over-powered by your rage, locked my emotions in a cage.

Then, the beatings came along with the pain.

Trying to master control but the pain took its toll

You thought I was dead, left me in the shed, screaming pain in my head.

Left me there to rot, all but forgot.

I survived you so I could deny you.

Now, you sit in a cell to rot, curled up on a tiny cot.

All you can do is wallow

How the hell could you be so damn hollow?

 

Originally written on August 8th, 2017 by Gillian Gibson aka Crimson Quintessence.

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