Posted on 10.10.2016 at 21:31
Fear is the first thing I notice.
A fear of something unknown,
of an invisible threat
I cannot quite understand.
Then I feel anxiety,
unbearable and constant,
amplifying the terror
and crushing my heart and lungs.
Paranoia seeps in somehow,
finding out my darkest dreams
and showing me how I am
undeserving of the life I lead.
Then I cease the resistance,
allow resignation to flow through
and accept the way of things,
letting reasons for why stay unknown.
Posted on 31.08.2016 at 20:28
[Writing Prompt] When a wizard dies all his active spells cease to exist, regardless of how long ago he cast them, or how powerful.( Read the story...Collapse )
Posted on 22.06.2016 at 14:32
These ones are for me to sleep
when I can't simply rest in peace.
These ones help me to stay awake
when I find it hard to concentrate.
These ones give me what my body lacks
from food I eat to try and relax
These ones are for my stomach
and its constant, unending ache.
These ones are difficult to swallow,
but help when I'm scared of tomorrow.
These ones feel strange at the start,
but the feelings fade as I drift apart.
These ones ease the pain in my joints
caused by years of stupid exploits.
These ones balance me out inside,
because I'm told that I'm not quite right.
These ones keep my veins from closing
and help to stop my heart exploding.
These ones find the throbbing pain
that fills my skull almost every day.
These ones try to keep me focused
instead of feeling panicked and hopeless.
These are ones I got prescribed yesterday
to fix all the problems the others create.
Posted on 28.08.2015 at 22:26
I find you distasteful to look at,
and cannot bear the sound of your voice.
I would never have elected to be here
had I even been given a choice,
a choice of where I would like to be,
of who I would like to have been with.
You disgust me.
I know every little secret,
every filthy lie you have told,
and I am not above sharing it,
telling everyone you have known.
What made you think they would go away?
How did you expect to be normal?
You fill me with outrage.
There is nothing you could ever say,
nothing that could convince me that you,
you the pathetic, simpering fool,
are worth more than the dirt on my shoe.
Stop lying to yourself, like you do,
and accept that you don't belong here.
I pity you.
Do you think that you can prove me wrong?
I don't think so, and neither do you.
If you did, then you would be out there,
keeping a hold on what you can lose.
But you're not, you're just in here with me,
and I'm everything you deserve.
I hate you.
Posted on 07.04.2014 at 16:20
I went to see someone last week,
To see them before I fell asleep.
It wasn't quite what I had thought,
An awkward silence over it all, or...
I led someone astray, stringing
them along like I made a pedestal
upon which to stand, hinging my success
on the work of another's hands, or...
I fell, clutching my face, a knell
becoming a din of noise, languishing
my disgrace as I yell and cry
and gasp for a comforting embrace, or...
I did nothing. Nothing happened,
no one came, no one went, and
the waste of time I spent is only
a reminder of what it is I ache for.
Posted on 12.03.2013 at 14:31
"You're so fickle.
Why should it matter?"
I ask for the umpteenth time.
"I don't know what you mean.
What are you implying?"
Her gaze doesn't falter like mine.
"What is there to imply
when I've told you plainly?"
I will not lose this fight.
"There is something.
There always is, isn't there?"
Our words were released at night.
"I see, here it comes.
What is? What is always there?"
I feel a quiver in my lip.
"Don't act so naive,
do you think I'm that stupid?"
Our emotions are losing grip.
"I really don't know,
can't you for once just tell me?"
There was no backing down now.
"How dare you...
how dare you?"
We're falling endlessly down.
"How dare I?
Because you expect everything of me,
because you give nothing back
while I hope for something to change
when nothing ever will.
"How dare I?
Because I care."
Posted on 28.01.2013 at 22:32
Music: Opposite - Biffy Clyro
A prayer for relief; burying my face in my hands.
No use. The pressure is there, just behind my eyes
and I feel the swell that I cannot stem, it's all mine.
Release is not an option and I resist emotion's plans.
No use. I am overwhelmed and I reveal all my shame,
my fear and lonely self-pity. It's all mine.
I refute the evidence before me, disbelieve the truth.
No use. Denial is awash with rage but cannot fight
and is quelled through overbearing might. I call it mine.
I mutter and mumble my pleas to stop. No use,
no use at all. It stays with me, an unwanted guest
in the vacant residence of my heart, that which is mine.
Posted on 07.12.2012 at 13:42
I hear you and I know your voice well.
It is calm and inviting
But I know better than to listen,
To let you through the door.
You try again with desperation
Seeping through, compelling you forward
But I resist and keep the door closed.
You will not get any closer to me.
Now you begin to reveal yourself,
To stop hiding your true self
But you do not show anger at me,
You begin to laugh, quietly.
The laughter is the worst you can do,
It shows everything to me,
Your contempt, your hatred, your disgust
And your never-ending obsession.
I close my eyes and block you out,
You with your gluttonous hunger
For me, for all that I give you
That I never allowed you to take.
You laugh at my futile efforts.
We both know this is just a game.
You will always be a part of me,
And nothing I do will change that.
Posted on 09.11.2012 at 22:29
Look me in the eyes;
I can see something,
just hold it there.
Why have I never noticed that?
Is it new?
Have your eyes changed?
Does that happen?
Is there something in your eye?
I can see it better now,
just angle your head a little...
just a second longer.
There it is.
I knew it was there.
Can you see it in my eyes?
Can you check?
I promise I won't blink.
Posted on 30.10.2012 at 13:58
Are you tired of waiting?
I've looked into the distance
and imagined what it is
that's happening over there
where I cannot see.
Once I even dared myself
to go there, where I'd never
been before, just to see what
was of such intrigue.
It was a complete let-down
and I cursed myself for such
idiocy, to think that
I'd be so bold.
Even so, I tried again
to reach out and join the rest
of the world as it played out
somewhere over there.
So, are you tired of waiting?