Rolling on waves came Pain, Anger, hate it was Grief’s domain, And so I sought refuge in Silence. O Blessed Silence! How I hate the Silence! The bait was sweet the Trap is strong, Now I am here it won’t get gone. I endure a living death. I am dead. Is not this death? This loss of care, this senseless flesh? And life is a grey mist like mesh. Turn up the volume. I crave sound. I seek its ...
Updated 08-20-2008 at 05:48 PM by Nightshade
A clunking sound deep within me A churning of gears, digging through my deepest fears. I'm trying to write a poem. Hopelessly confused No longer amused - Something has stopped the flow. A drought has come The words are dammed and I can't find a hole Where did all the verses go? Are they here are they there, Have they disappeared into air? Someone tell me where! Transmission faulty. ...
A mist rises over cold blue mountain sides, covering all paths links of chains reach out from beyond to binding thee drip, drip, slowly hits the ground pooling into overflowing baths no one hears you scream from within the depths of eternity, nowhere to flee fading into unknown surroundings and thee closes thou eyes tight ocean waves sweep over thy body, raising thou beyond thy physical form thou looks back upon the lifeless form as thee takes flight ...
Thou eyes closed, breathing in the experiences of thou journey along this path thou leaves behind milestones in deepened footprints lurking in the darkness around every cornerstone, was an old companion, fear whispering winds hit upon thou time worn ears, life is not without the light and dark sides attached to us, tears of pain filled the rivers, cries for help echoed upon zephyrs thou screams, oh Great Spirit, thy people cried thousands ...
When the dreams have all faded away like wisps on a windy day When wishes have never come true. How could I talk to you? I stand and watch them play, always its been this way around me they sing and dance and yet Im all alone. In my bubble of lonliness I stand Alone with my castle of sand I watch them laugh and talk. I wish I could do that. You turn and come my way Then there is somthing ...