The End of An EraThe days tick by like the timer on a bomb,The End of An Era6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I become enveloped in isolation.
No one will hold my hand through this,
These last steps, I must take alone.
Dont look back,
No I mustnt look back,
I have to die to live again.
I slowly descend from this womb of pain and manipulation,
With my first breath I will cry out against you.
I will then drink from the breast of Fortitude
And cut the umbilical cord,
Binding me to your depravity.
I am no longer yours.
No more blood,
No more tears.
I do not fear you anymore.
Out of the darkness
And into the light.
I am mine.
I am mine.
These last steps I take alone.
InterludeRetrace the lines on the map you madeInterlude6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Somewhere, we got lost.
Mark off the dates of the calendar days,
The past has come and gone.
Its time to diverge to the roads less taken,
For weve not much to give,
With just our crosses to bear.
Its time to let go,
A new map is to be made,
One that doesnt resemble the lines of your face.
In the quiet hum of morning you take your leave,
I sigh and you are gone.
You left a piece of yourself with me,
I swear to keep it safe.
At least we loved enough to hurt.
Diamond EyesDiamond EyesDiamond Eyes6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Wipe your diamond eyes,
Hurry before they turn to coal.
Dont worry, its over,
Its over and shes gone.
Let her go,
She never loved you anyway
And you know she never will.
It hurts, I know,
It hurts just to breathe when shes not around.
You can feel your heart breaking
And theres no where to turn.
But look up,
Cant you see the light at the end of the tunnel?
Trust me, youll make it out alive,
The current wont pull you under this time.
Dont look back,
You know you dont need her anymore.
So dont cry, wipe your diamond eyes.
Its your turn to shine.
A powerful wordLADIES AND GENTLEMEN, BEHOLD:A powerful word6 years ago in Other More Like This
THAT IS ALL.
My Final Crimson SpeachI am sick, and I am dying,My Final Crimson Speach6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
This life is soon to leave me.
I cannot handle the pain and the lying,
And the painful swords that pierce my heart.
I wonder wether I shall be missed
Because no one seems to care.
The many ways I have been dissed,
I am stuck in an endless torment.
I will soon give in to the black,
For it invites me with the promises of peace.
The last thing you'll see is my back
As I leave this world.
I will soon forget you,
Because the pain you give is unlimited.
The things I would do
Just for us to work.
Your love gives me reason to live,
So I will die without it.
And the love to you I would give
Now rots in the depth of my black heart.
Only to you does my heart truly belong,
my heart burns through other's hands.
Yet I know you cannot be wrong,
You are my love.
Now I must kiss your lips
for the last time.
And I hope you enjoy your future trips,
As much as you have enjoyed my final crimson speech.
AngerAngerAnger6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Its a black slippery knot
In the gut.
Writhing like a snake,
Ready to strike.
Ready to bite.
Hot like a flame,
Spreads like wild fire,
Stings like a knife in the back,
Driven into the spine by a friend.
Boils like hot water,
If you touch it youll scald.
Aches like a wound
Refusing to close.
Burns like a scream
Desperate to be heard.
Swells like an ocean wave,
Crashing onto the shore.
Dark as a pit,
As deep as one too.
With the jaws of a shark,
It will swallow you whole.
Emo Encounters part 1~~~ This is the tale of my first encounter....Emo Encounters part 16 years ago in Other More Like This
I was walking through the dense woods behind my house, it was at sunset, when i heard a noise. At first i thought in a highly sadistic way that it might be that fucking cat that i'd run over the previous day, and that hopefully it'd come back in a stupid haze without knowing to be abused more.... So i went to investigate.
The noise sounded indeed like a cat dieing; a yowling that i couldn't place, in if it weer a russian blue or a saimese... i was an old hand at twisted murder of cats, and the little old ladies down the road always wondered why Mr. Pussy didn't come back after going out at night, and also wondered why their meatloaf that they cooked tasted
faintly like chicken.... Anyways, i was occupied with the noise when i stumbled into a thorn bush. This wasn't my plan, but i was too distracted by the pleasures a cat in a meat grinder gave me that i did not at first notice this obstruction to my curiousity. &
Beauty and the BeastBeauty and the BeastBeauty and the Beast6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
When I found her she was covered in snow.
It clung to her pale lashes, and blanketed her even paler frame.
Her beauty was so alien it was almost frightening,
As true beauty as always is.
She has a sharp, angular jaw line,
But soft round, pink lips and a small nose.
Her eyes are a pale, milky blue, the color of ice.
And her wings.
Her wings are the exact same color of the snow.
And so soft and fluffy, like two clouds on each of her shoulders.
When she awoke I expected those icy eyes to be full of horror,
And that mouth, just a thin line of fear.
Instead she smiled a small, tender smile,
And those eerie eyes held only a look of sympathy.
I had a blanket over me to hide the contorted shape of my body,
And held my face in my hands.
I spread out my fingers so I could see her,
But she couldnt see me.
She stepped out of the bed,
Her hair spilling gently across her chest and shoulders.
Slowly and quietly she made her way over,
OblivionMy strange tendencies make people flee,Oblivion6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
But if you stay, maybe you'll be,
The one for me.
But yes, run, run away!
Run away, it's fine, it's okay!
You are not worth the light of my day!
But if you stay here,
And you promise not to fear,
Then I might drop a loving tear,
For you as I drift unto oblivion.
the shyness withinThe coldness is comeing right down my spinethe shyness within6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i can never stop it just in time
when i look at her i feel so shy
as though my life will never go by
this tiny small hope i want
but can never quiet reach
She has not noticed me time and again
but i wish to get closer every now and then
i feel these urges but feel stopped in my tracks
by these deadly emotions not looking back
i was blindly interrupted from my thought
by the other guys standing taunt
they looked at her with envy and said be mine
but she turned all them down with her gracious divine
i look at her every once in a while
but she spins around quickly and gives me a smile
i am to afraid to ask her out
should i be left in my sprawling doubt
for what is life but a list of mistakes
to make us better