TriumphTriumph4 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
triumph for the King
His truth will be acknowledged
all shall be revealed
Waiting TombI write the soul torn to shreds;Waiting Tomb7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Leaking meaning from every tear;
I'm numb from the pain I used to endure;
Feel nothing for the scars I still wear;
I see you there within my mind;
I will not accept that it is time;
To cut the flesh, to break the heart;
Surely the choice must be mine?
I refuse to be controlled once again.
I will walk away from what you tell me to do;
I refuse to dwell on what was already thought through.
Sleep away the night tide within your dreams;
Make use of the melody which is more than it seems.
Break apart the body which conceals the dark;
Stop the breath with accuracy of a poisoned dart.
Don't judge me with your own scepticism!
Until you've lived the horror fantasy of maybe;
You can live without my self inflicted pain;
Waiting for me to breathe again,
Dare I draw the air?
Knowing that you are waiting there?
Death and the iron crossQuickly it ravages, screaming, gushing hateDeath and the iron cross13 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Smoothly it wraps its cool fingers around me
It is the pain growing in my mind
Like a disease, conquering my sanity
The stale air dances a fatal tango in my lungs
Sliding smoothly, so surely, so scorching hot
The touch comes upon me
Quickly it ravages, screaming, gushing hate
My eyes sending forth an army of blood
Marching towards the buzz of the bees
It whispers to me "god isssss dead, and sssssoon you too"
The cool breath caressing my burning skin
Eyes made of fire, and words full of poison
It reaches forth again, this time into me
Its lungs are like hissing snakes
Its hands are razorblades, cutting my soul
Smothering me with its sickliness, our eyes lock
And there I see my final sight
A crucifix made out of splintering iron
A man called ? holding his burning gun
Looking up he laughs at me, his eyes are removed
Blood clots beneath his crown
Then his final words storm towards me…the final flood
I will weed out the fakes, with bloody rakes.
ChoiceSeek me where the light can't reach and we must rely on the power of speech;Choice7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Fall apart where flaws can hide, deep within the mind.
It's here I must stay.
You can go but you have to know I never held you;
It was your own truth which refuses to release you;
Go to where your heart belongs in this land of heartfelt songs;
Where one lyric changes space and time,
The pause of breath before the second line;
Tell me it doesn't matter and it's all going to be fine;
I'll share in your lies; your faultless disguise;
Your lies; the truth you've buried inside;
Don't blame me for what you've done: It's not my fault your conscience won;
Your self condemnation has just begun;
Don't bind the words which haunt your world, it's just another way to pretend you're okay - You're not;
When taking one more breath's all you've got;
When fear slips through your veins and you doubt your ability to bleed again;
It's all written in your poetry book;
The promises you penned then overlooked.