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Reflection.I'm here now.
Now where we once were. Now without you.
Bonds between two can be made instantaneously
and will both strengthen and weaken overtime.
Our bond was like any other: irregular, stressed,
and at times looking as if it might break. It
never did though. We mended each others wounds.
It took time; although, everything goes along with time.
I can't help reflecting on those days.
Sometimes moments that I had lost in the back
of my mind are found so easily while I waste the
night away. Your face, your voice, your character,
I remember it all. But what I recall and cherished
so much back then were your eyes. The win

by *Cake-freak in Free Verse

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What Lies Past.Sitting here.
Typing away.
Time passes.
Satisfy my hunger.
A sip of liquid.
Back to typing.
More clicking.
Pondering.
Wondering.
Thinking.

Getting up.
Adjust the fan.
Look around.
Nothing changes much.
To the door.
Lean towards it.
Close one eye.
Squint the other.
Peek through eye-hole.
Peering.
Looking.
Seeing.

Over a short amount of time, I have seen much. Sounds and noises will come
from past that door and I will rise every time, trying to catch a glimpse of
what it was. Gazing through that circular crack in the wall of my mental prison.
A taste of freedom.
Cool breeze of the outside.
I could be out there.
In the open.
Being free.

But What Lies Past.9 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms

Frailty.7 months ago in Other

Gentle flow.9 months ago in Waterscapes

Slender man doodles.9 months ago in Other

Walls of my Room 110 months ago in Other

Torture.This hatred I feel. This malice.
How
Are
They
Empty
Sucking the tip of my fingers, the blood quenching my hunger.
If only I had not made such a mess.
To feel anger is great. An art it becomes once you can control it.
What a magnificent practice it truly is.
I can hardly contain myself now, I have to dig deeper within them!
Slashing and hacking, tearing off limbs one after another!!
They just stand there!!! Submitting to me so openly!!
Ahaha! This is so much fun!!
At least that is how it was earlier, but now I kneel here over them and the
pool of dark cold blood. My fire is a small flame now. The eyes in my stare
without life and the veil lifted. Color from my face has drained. Oh joy.
Still licking my fingers.
Still breathing steadily.
Still watching my own lifeless body.Torture.8 months ago in Personal

Uncertainty.Racing thoughts, no clear answers, no telling what is real, scared, worried, tense all over, fearful, what could it mean, silence, mixed signals, I have to be patient, how much longer must I wait, no good, please make it stop, sitting all alone, it could mean anything, oh god, waiting.
Waiting.
Waiting.
Waiting for what?
Waiting for a response, waiting for an answer. To know the truth or see the results.
Did I make a mistake?
Am I at fault?
Was someone hurt in the process?
Why all this uncertainty!?
The patience will end me before the news is released.
What is taking so long? It could be delayed for any reason.
Are they mad?
Are they sad?
Are they feeling mixed emotions?
Did they not receive it?
Did they not see it just yet?
Maybe they are busy?
Maybe they don't care?
I have made too many mistakes. The gash is only becoming wider on my chest.
The wound I have sustained.
The hole where my heart used to be.
The space where I held them close.
The gap that was left...
Left after I hurt soUncertainty.9 months ago in Personal

Private.Finished toying with the cube once more, I lay there and sigh.
I could always do it again.
Standing up now, I make sure my entrance and exit is securely bound
before going any further. Delving into the darkness, retrieving the
bundle, and then placing it down in the open. Undoing the knots to
reveal the gross sins I have stowed away for so long.
Now I remove my daily attachments followed with setting them aside.
These pieces that reflect both individuality and commonality.
But now I seek secrecy.
A couple minutes pass and I am again reunited with that which plagues
me, but also brings me great joy. If only there were a way I could move
past these walls while these sins grasp to my scarred body.
But alas, I fear scrutiny along with judgment. I can not be seen with
these on me, for those who spy look only from a distance.
But when you step closer, only a few steps needed.
You will see what really wears these garments.Private.9 months ago in Personal

A simple Reminder.10 months ago in Other

Anticipate.The world is always changing and we are right along side it.
Evolving. Learning. Growing. Achieving.
Simply being.
Something new is always in store for us after each passing day.
The thrill of fresh ideas. A journey down another road.
Not knowing what will come.
My only concern; will it be for better or worse?
All around me I see sorrow, pain, woe, and anguish.
But there can still be joy.
Why are we more and more blind to the peace we can bring us and others?
Or are we so distracted with satisfying our own selfish needs...
I do not know.
I look to the future, hoping for happiness.
I want to find peace, excitement, understanding, and love..
More importantly, I want us all to be happy.
I can't do it alone and I can not be naive in believing it easy to accomplish.
Maybe, I will find one or two who share this resolve of mine.
Maybe, we can change the world.Anticipate.9 months ago in Personal

Anomaly.6 months ago in Drawings

Walls of my Room 310 months ago in Other

Hope.The knight gradually began to lift himself off the ground just as another comrade falls right in front of him. Filled with shock, he glances around.
Soldiers, friends, family, faceless recruits, and even those he once called enemies but now allies, are dropping like the petals off of a wilting flower. The world moves ever so slowly as the knight watches the carnage take place. Those he had fought hard for and those he never had the chance to raise his blade with now lie in pools of blood and kiss the cold earth.
How could this be? Where did it go wrong? Why did I not see this coming?
These thoughts and more raced through his mind until his sight stopped at a ghastly figure.
It was tall and bulky. In one hand it grasped a mace with a head bigger than that of a horse's and in the other the severed head of an unfortunate victim. The garments it wore were of pitch black robes stained with blood that seeped with an ominous aura and a hood that hid its face but sheltered two piercing green eHope.10 months ago in Personal

Creativity.9 months ago in Other

Trust.Trust in me.
No, not who I am. The real me.
Trust the me you feel rather than the me you see.
Trust in the times and days. Those words that are
spoken only hold what is real. I seek only to aid.
Soar to the heavens and plummet to the earth.
But know what is true and what is false.
A facade. Masks are always worn. Look past them.
If you have to, remove the shell to find the riches.
See me. No, not him but me.
The real me.
The complicated me.
The true me.
Now it is up to you. Who do you see?
Do you see just me, or me?
I won't make you choose, it is solely your decision to make.
Do you see "me"?
Because I have been hiding in these shadows for longer than
anyone ever should. The darkness and I are one. It feeds off
my woe in exchange for the aid I can provide others.
If you can see me, I would love to see the light.
So please, see me.Trust.9 months ago in Personal

Confusion.I do not understand.
I would rather not understand, but I can not resist the urge to try.
I do not know how you could be like that.
A tyrant, imbecile, and specter.
Once you enter the room, all is under your rule. Your presence demands
the authority of others, putting stress on them to satisfy your own
personal needs.
Without this, we would not have to fear you everyday.
Everything is then a joke that you say. You laugh and we "try" to laugh
back. If we do not play along, you either return to the state of oppressing
us or put on your third mask.
Fading away. Disappearing with only a few remains left behind of existence.
You are apathetic and there is little you say. You have left us here
and we never know when you will return. Upon arrival, you will either
be the jerk or the idiot.
But I unlocked the secret now. These three facades have given me
the clues I require to discover the truth.
You are nothing more than a walking dead man. No life, no future.
Rotting away gradually. This reveConfusion.10 months ago in Personal

Wish.The slumber I take may steal me from this land.
The slumber I take may bring desperate clarity.
Or maybe I shall wake to find you waiting for me.

All of this time spent has yielded no answers.
I wonder how anything works in that realm.
Such a waste.

So if you don't mind, I would like the company..
Just for tonight.Wish.6 months ago in Free Verse

Linger.A fresh start? False hope.
Purge me of them? Constantly vexing.

Apparitions pay their visits.
Company I never requested.
Ever so easily.
With such finesse.
Drawing my breaths out of me, one by one.
Leaving me gasping for clarity of mind.

Present time, I sort through them.
A pity.
Most of the Masks are beyond repair.
Knowledge possessed now speaks.
Going exposed is the only way.

Onslaughts never-ending.
Wounds reopened, no more mending.
Ripped and tattered is this soul.
No cold blade to announce any verdict.

Here, standing idle.
These defenses now dust.
Here, forever remain.
These haunting memories.Linger.8 months ago in Free Verse

Cheeky little..10 months ago in Other

Wait a minute...11 months ago in Other

Nature's serene beauty11 months ago in Waterscapes

Release.It begins.
Images pass by swiftly.
People and places are here, and then there.
I don't have enough time to process it all.
What am I saying, there is plenty of time on my hands.
But even then it all goes by so fast.
I recall a place just before it slips away.
Imagination tricks me to thinking I have been here before.
Too much time has gone by.
It needs to stop.
I can't take it.
And then I see her.
Moving quickly, I halt right in front of her.
"There isn't enough time left," She says to me.
I take what looks like a pair of glasses from her hands.
Smiling, she questions, "what are you going to do with it?"
"I'll show you," I respond.
Slowly putting the glasses on, realizing they are mine, it all spins out of control once more but she is in my arms and I don't want to let go before we have a chance for one last...
Eyes gradually open.
I notice my chest is lifted and lips are parted.
That one kiss. A kiss I will not get from her.
To my right I find spectacles, I take ownership of, folded iRelease.9 months ago in Personal

A Nobody.8 months ago in Other

Crazy dancers.11 months ago in Other

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