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So I'm here
I don't know what to do
I can feel myself inside of me
but I cannot pull it through
I am here
but I cannot see this place
I cannot feel this place
only me
in me
have I been murdered by the cold hands plaguing my thoughts?
has this been a test that I have failed?
does he not love me any longer?





When I'm gone.... will I see fire?...

Now I hear it
so faint in the distance
as faint as my heart beating slowly in my breast
A sickle shoots fourth
and my breath is taken
for what is to become
I may never know
but I know
for the distance is drawing nigh
I can hear the soft grow loud and Dank
am I in a swamp?
With water to my ears....
pooring in all it's foul hatred
it's disgusting voice.
it draws nearer until I can taste it...
I know that I hate it for my hand would not be
clenched otherwise.
how close are you to my door?

I like.

Thank you.

I sat in a courtyard of tall beauty
of short beauty
of endless life
among me, all things were deep in root
connected, living, breathing life into me
I was not lonely
I sat among a patch of moss
in the center a flower grew
it was the tiniest of flowers
is was amazing
I picked it
not to kill it
but to admire it
I stared at it forever
I let it stare into me
I felt I loved it
and it me
it possessed something over me
some kind of beautiful spell
I could watch it forever
I named it Mary
Only fitting...
forever is nothing but an hour
maybe less
I forced myself to put it down
I have nothing for it
no soil
no water
no sunlight
it would not grow with me
I brought no fertilizer
I don't have time
there are no tools in these hands
my thumbs are not green
and in the end
I find I am alone

oh woooooow. its so beautiful. you have put so many images in my mind, you are inspiring peace in my soul. thank you so much.

Originally posted by ~Forever*Alone~
oh woooooow. its so beautiful. you have put so many images in my mind, you are inspiring peace in my soul. thank you so much. Why Danke, Freuline.

Don't mind me, I'm just...

Deep in the heart of the field
sleep with the name
attached to your head
live without fear
or hate
or greed
or even jealousy
breathe deep unto me
and call me blessed child
trip through this holy vine valley
of a horrored chaotic library
of trusting and "deeply fundemental love in me"
golf
with my head in a deep evil spirited creature
from neverland
in a subjected tone
screaming "will not"
well I want not to breath your infernal breath
your virtues stained
sitting on a pale bench with that
oh so little malevolent demon
whispering "will not" in that dark horses ear
that neighed at the moon
defying your creativity
judging your "loving" charicteristics
"will not" want not
stand up for this
justifiable hate
burning through your "loving" bones
over again
curtains slowly pulling down
over the holy vine valley
over the field
over the blessed child
over the oh so little malevolent demon
over the horse
over the name
over your "love"
and your "will not"
and the curtains have ended you all
Mind Closed.

So this isn't so much a poem as it is Lyrics. Lyrics in the process of being finished. Tell me what you think.

No Title as of yet:

Grinding Gears & Shifting Axles
Wake this evils message
Sifting through the depths inside
make up the holy visage
Sinners sing & Faithful Pray
but No-Life Always listens
Pain & Motion come as one
We'll never keep the filth in

Chorus:
All your life
You will go blind
All your soul
Will break our bind

Opened hearts pour out the bile
Our Fires Consume the Burden
Essence of life is found
But lacks the proof to end within
Sacrifice the option we hold
Your sin we carry out
It's wish will never drive
Relief bestowed to the devout

Then Chorus again. That's what I have so far.