Everywhere I go,
Darkness follows
A stalker stalking,
In the form of shadows
On every corner,
Death is there,
A kidnapper waiting,
To take from the world
Always inside me,
Fear takes hold,
A monster eating,
Until my heart stops beating
Saturday, May 28, 2011
Wednesday, May 11, 2011
Saturday, May 7, 2011
Waking to Fly
I felt wrecked.
I lay in bed, the covers strewn around my body. I was cold but unbearably hot. My mouth was dry, my eyes ressistant against opening them. I ached and I was tired. I didn't want to move but I had a need to fly.
I could barely rememeber anything. I had some vague memories of my door bending under the force of someone. I could barely remember someone yelling at me to get out. But I remained in my closed world.
The door was locked and the window thrown open. Cool breezes played on the back of my neck. I groaned. I sat up. My eyes finally opened. Then squinted in the light. It was a cloudless day, the sky a bright blue. Trees swayed, and birds flew between their branches. I watched them.
They were so simple in their existance. I couldn't help but admire and envy their ablility to fly away from all their troubles. I sat entranced for a while before pulling the covers off me and getting out of bed.
I stretched and crouched down. My muscles were relieved to move, but they were still sore. I got up and went to the window.
The wind blew in face, and I only thought for a moment before hurling myself out the window.
I lay in bed, the covers strewn around my body. I was cold but unbearably hot. My mouth was dry, my eyes ressistant against opening them. I ached and I was tired. I didn't want to move but I had a need to fly.
I could barely rememeber anything. I had some vague memories of my door bending under the force of someone. I could barely remember someone yelling at me to get out. But I remained in my closed world.
The door was locked and the window thrown open. Cool breezes played on the back of my neck. I groaned. I sat up. My eyes finally opened. Then squinted in the light. It was a cloudless day, the sky a bright blue. Trees swayed, and birds flew between their branches. I watched them.
They were so simple in their existance. I couldn't help but admire and envy their ablility to fly away from all their troubles. I sat entranced for a while before pulling the covers off me and getting out of bed.
I stretched and crouched down. My muscles were relieved to move, but they were still sore. I got up and went to the window.
The wind blew in face, and I only thought for a moment before hurling myself out the window.
Tuesday, May 3, 2011
Hopeless (Rhyme)
A glimpse of the future is all I need,
To give up hope so easily
Everywhere people lay dead
A beautiful sea almost red
I glance at the present
How long will be spent
Until it all disappears
Leaving all but fears
I see no greatness rising
No everlasting happiness happening
Why do we live to die?
Why do we even bother to try?
To give up hope so easily
Everywhere people lay dead
A beautiful sea almost red
I glance at the present
How long will be spent
Until it all disappears
Leaving all but fears
I see no greatness rising
No everlasting happiness happening
Why do we live to die?
Why do we even bother to try?
*Starry Nights* & *Starry Days*
Among the darklit sky,
Are millions of lights,
Eons and eons away,
They watch upon us,
Through our hard and good times,
during night and sometimes day
Are millions of lights,
Eons and eons away,
They watch upon us,
Through our hard and good times,
during night and sometimes day
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