Sits alone in darkened rooms caressed by the harsh black of the beast inside,
Missing piece's lead to wandering nothing-ness,
Floating on the wind of life that has yet to blow you far enough away,
Blow life back inside your empty chest and breath a soul into your being.
Pain inside your transparent soul,
Looked through like solid sand until the twisted glass crumbles and you drift along the shore,
Feel the hurt inside the heart that is not real and dare say I do not feel it,
Dare say I do not hurt inside just because I do not exist.
Deny me entry to holy places because of my unfinished jigsaw,
Smite me out until I fall for seven days and land in burning heat,
Tingle across my reflective skin until I know I must be real to feel pain as this,
Deny me my truth when I can feel no more than this.
For I must exist. I must be real and alive if I can feel so much hurt.
How can a ghost feel pain when it walks so carelessly through sharpened objects?
How can a spirit hurt inside his chest when you can see straight through it and know you seen no pain inside?
How can the floating wind scream into the skies if he is the sky itself?
Therefore I must be real.
Because death could never hurt as much as life.
My writing/poetry but it doens't always rhyme. Basically just about life and me and stuff =]
Let Me Get Those Ruby Red
The devil taunts and teases inside my soul as I resist and refuse is ever holding embrace,
Crushing my fragile bones underneath his burning hands as he refuses to release me,
Dragging me along the road paved with good intentions as I claw and grip onto smooth surface,
Fuming heat beneath my hands, face and feet as he pulls me backwards with his taloned hooks.
And far along the road less travelled I can see the form of light,
I belong to the darkness in the tunnel and my opening is getting further away,
Until I am trapped far inside with nothing but the devil's warm breath across my back,
Nothing but his ripping claws to scar my skin and rip my heart from my chest.
All of good is gone and that beam of light travels further away than I can see,
Devil Demon picks up speed and launches me onto his buckled back,
Piercing my skin with every step he takes towards his home land,
He drags me along refusing to release and I give in.
Letting him pull the light from inside and smother me with darkness instead,
Let him reach his hand into my chest and tear my beating heart from inside,
Chewing it with his sharp teeth and watching as I bleed upon the floor below him,
I have given in.
The dark demon has won and there is no light beyond the tunnel for I live in the empty hole that is my chest.
Crushing my fragile bones underneath his burning hands as he refuses to release me,
Dragging me along the road paved with good intentions as I claw and grip onto smooth surface,
Fuming heat beneath my hands, face and feet as he pulls me backwards with his taloned hooks.
And far along the road less travelled I can see the form of light,
I belong to the darkness in the tunnel and my opening is getting further away,
Until I am trapped far inside with nothing but the devil's warm breath across my back,
Nothing but his ripping claws to scar my skin and rip my heart from my chest.
All of good is gone and that beam of light travels further away than I can see,
Devil Demon picks up speed and launches me onto his buckled back,
Piercing my skin with every step he takes towards his home land,
He drags me along refusing to release and I give in.
Letting him pull the light from inside and smother me with darkness instead,
Let him reach his hand into my chest and tear my beating heart from inside,
Chewing it with his sharp teeth and watching as I bleed upon the floor below him,
I have given in.
The dark demon has won and there is no light beyond the tunnel for I live in the empty hole that is my chest.
Answered Prayer Of Little Love
His name resides in two forms,
Created in two different ways,
Holy saviour and by his mother,
Upon his name I do pray.
Touches spread like wildfire,
Across pure white snow,
Turn my pale to ruby red,
And watch as I glow.
True belief is my devotion,
Of his omniscient mind,
He knows all of my secrets,
And every truth he finds.
Nothing can be hidden,
Inside my star shine eyes,
For he has created them,
And they are no longer mine.
Heart and soul are his to cherish,
His to break and shatter,
I will be his willing sacrafice,
And watch my own blood splatter.
Controls me with his waking words,
And I can never object,
He shields my heart from unwanted lies,
And promises always kept.
If you ever asked of me,
To say which I cherished most,
I would always answer with,
The man on which I dote.
Created in two different ways,
Holy saviour and by his mother,
Upon his name I do pray.
Touches spread like wildfire,
Across pure white snow,
Turn my pale to ruby red,
And watch as I glow.
True belief is my devotion,
Of his omniscient mind,
He knows all of my secrets,
And every truth he finds.
Nothing can be hidden,
Inside my star shine eyes,
For he has created them,
And they are no longer mine.
Heart and soul are his to cherish,
His to break and shatter,
I will be his willing sacrafice,
And watch my own blood splatter.
Controls me with his waking words,
And I can never object,
He shields my heart from unwanted lies,
And promises always kept.
If you ever asked of me,
To say which I cherished most,
I would always answer with,
The man on which I dote.
Don't Forget The Heart That's On The Floor
Suffocate me with your steel strong hold,
Clasp your hand around my neck and choke me,
Drag your claws across my skin and make new scars to match old,
Bruise my skin with rough hands for all the world to see.
Pull my hair and crunch my bones beneath your feet,
Clench your fist and collide it with my face,
Set my body on fire because I hate the heat,
Rip the skin from my body and remove every trace.
Then stop.
Collect my shedded snake skin and sew it up brand new,
Place it over my head like cotten tops,
Watch me with your aqua blue.
Lift the covers and turn out the light,
Kiss mahogany tresses atop my head,
Wrap your arms around and hold me tight,
In our lovers bed.
Carry the heavy weight you have forced upon my shoulders,
Remove the scars from my skin you have made,
Replace the light you stole from me as we grew older,
And watch the sunset sadness fade.
Promises are made and you say 'never again',
But promises have always been broken,
You are my lover and friend,
And all my words are spoken,
As I repeat 'never again'.
Clasp your hand around my neck and choke me,
Drag your claws across my skin and make new scars to match old,
Bruise my skin with rough hands for all the world to see.
Pull my hair and crunch my bones beneath your feet,
Clench your fist and collide it with my face,
Set my body on fire because I hate the heat,
Rip the skin from my body and remove every trace.
Then stop.
Collect my shedded snake skin and sew it up brand new,
Place it over my head like cotten tops,
Watch me with your aqua blue.
Lift the covers and turn out the light,
Kiss mahogany tresses atop my head,
Wrap your arms around and hold me tight,
In our lovers bed.
Carry the heavy weight you have forced upon my shoulders,
Remove the scars from my skin you have made,
Replace the light you stole from me as we grew older,
And watch the sunset sadness fade.
Promises are made and you say 'never again',
But promises have always been broken,
You are my lover and friend,
And all my words are spoken,
As I repeat 'never again'.
Trapped Inside The Cave
Emptiness inside. Constant.
I fill it up with food and it never goes away.
I starve it from itself and it grows bigger until it overpowers my mind and I am feeding it through hands that are not mine.
All this time has passed and gone and I thought it was my stomach that was emtpy,
My heart is the true black abyss to which love can never enter,
I am a hollow shell of a poor reflection caught from the corner of your eye,
And I am so empty inside I need to be filled.
Filled so much until I burst and bring life from my own body with tools of destruction,
Fingers searching in dark tunnels to reach far enough,
Blades caressing my skin to find purchase and press deep enough until I can feel nothing but the pain of fire,
Release me from the pain of emptiness.
And it does.
If not for a little while I sit alone and reflect on what I have done and it creeps back inside,
Then I must go again until all that I can feel is stretched silk over glass that burns with quick movements.
All this time I knew I was empty inside but had the wrong reason,
Looked up different words in the dictionary and found their meanings but could never find my own,
Why have I been placed upon this Earth to roam alone forever more and find nothing but this emptiness that cannot be filled.
What is the point in me?
Why do I exist if all I can do is hurt and feel pain?
Searching for redemption in darkened tunnels inside myself,
For I must have comitted the worst of crimes to have been forced to suffer life,
A life in which I know all meaning but my own.
Caress me light in the warmth of your touch, take me from the dark place that is my soul and shed forth happiness into my smile.
Put back blushing apples inside my snow-white cheeks and make me feel good.
Make me feel as though it doesn't even matter that I wish I'd never been born.
I fill it up with food and it never goes away.
I starve it from itself and it grows bigger until it overpowers my mind and I am feeding it through hands that are not mine.
All this time has passed and gone and I thought it was my stomach that was emtpy,
My heart is the true black abyss to which love can never enter,
I am a hollow shell of a poor reflection caught from the corner of your eye,
And I am so empty inside I need to be filled.
Filled so much until I burst and bring life from my own body with tools of destruction,
Fingers searching in dark tunnels to reach far enough,
Blades caressing my skin to find purchase and press deep enough until I can feel nothing but the pain of fire,
Release me from the pain of emptiness.
And it does.
If not for a little while I sit alone and reflect on what I have done and it creeps back inside,
Then I must go again until all that I can feel is stretched silk over glass that burns with quick movements.
All this time I knew I was empty inside but had the wrong reason,
Looked up different words in the dictionary and found their meanings but could never find my own,
Why have I been placed upon this Earth to roam alone forever more and find nothing but this emptiness that cannot be filled.
What is the point in me?
Why do I exist if all I can do is hurt and feel pain?
Searching for redemption in darkened tunnels inside myself,
For I must have comitted the worst of crimes to have been forced to suffer life,
A life in which I know all meaning but my own.
Caress me light in the warmth of your touch, take me from the dark place that is my soul and shed forth happiness into my smile.
Put back blushing apples inside my snow-white cheeks and make me feel good.
Make me feel as though it doesn't even matter that I wish I'd never been born.
Fill Me Up Buttercup And Colour Me Content
Wrap me up in summer sunshine,
Caress me with your golden glimmer,
We are travellers lost in time,
As stars above us shimmer.
Pale skin of Earth's moon,
Prickled fingers of leaves in fall,
Trace the lines of daisys bloom,
Listen to my body's call.
Daybreak filters across emerald skies,
Simmer across my cooling stone,
Northern lights match your eyes,
And watch as I come undone.
Time begins and the world does quake,
Silence soon starts to break,
And you and I are wide awake.
Caress me with your golden glimmer,
We are travellers lost in time,
As stars above us shimmer.
Pale skin of Earth's moon,
Prickled fingers of leaves in fall,
Trace the lines of daisys bloom,
Listen to my body's call.
Daybreak filters across emerald skies,
Simmer across my cooling stone,
Northern lights match your eyes,
And watch as I come undone.
Time begins and the world does quake,
Silence soon starts to break,
And you and I are wide awake.
Wonderland Has Disappeared
Darkest nights swallow up lonely cries,
Little lost girl stumbles through the black tunnels,
Searching for redemption,
Searching for salvation,
In the form of two bottles.
Drink me is read and she follows orders like she's been taught,
Her world shrinking around her,
As doubt and fear overtake,
And she is barely contained inside four walls,
Trapping her inside her own mind filled with dreams of white and good.
And then she takes another sip,
Until she is tiny and insignificant,
Worthless, to all and everybody,
She is not The Alice,
She is no Alice.
Pushed aside and trapped inside,
She cries out alone into darkest nights,
All is wrong and nothing is right,
Until she can reach her paradise,
Where nights are filled with hope and light.
Running through smaller doors to find the light,
She get's trapped inbetween two worlds,
Neither one is hers,
Neither one she wants,
The door is locked and keys are so up high,
But she is only small.
Venomous poison thrumming under her skin,
Scarlett red turns to empty black,
Filling up smallest of pathways as it heads for it's main destination,
Heart. Soul. Black as the blood it pumps around her crumbled glass body.
Prayers unanswered from her only saviour,
The man with hats and laughter and love,
He is gone and lost,
For she is not The Alice.
Jabberwocky grows bigger inside her mind and frabjous day appears in no calender.
Disappear the light to her solution, until her head is seperated from her body.
Little lost girl stumbles through the black tunnels,
Searching for redemption,
Searching for salvation,
In the form of two bottles.
Drink me is read and she follows orders like she's been taught,
Her world shrinking around her,
As doubt and fear overtake,
And she is barely contained inside four walls,
Trapping her inside her own mind filled with dreams of white and good.
And then she takes another sip,
Until she is tiny and insignificant,
Worthless, to all and everybody,
She is not The Alice,
She is no Alice.
Pushed aside and trapped inside,
She cries out alone into darkest nights,
All is wrong and nothing is right,
Until she can reach her paradise,
Where nights are filled with hope and light.
Running through smaller doors to find the light,
She get's trapped inbetween two worlds,
Neither one is hers,
Neither one she wants,
The door is locked and keys are so up high,
But she is only small.
Venomous poison thrumming under her skin,
Scarlett red turns to empty black,
Filling up smallest of pathways as it heads for it's main destination,
Heart. Soul. Black as the blood it pumps around her crumbled glass body.
Prayers unanswered from her only saviour,
The man with hats and laughter and love,
He is gone and lost,
For she is not The Alice.
Jabberwocky grows bigger inside her mind and frabjous day appears in no calender.
Disappear the light to her solution, until her head is seperated from her body.
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