Sunday, August 2, 2009
Despair
then, would the world, know who I am
I've loved, lost and feared the world
for it is sometimes too much to bare
Control, power, is what I fear
for I am weak inside and full of pain
I shout and cry, but knowing
there is nobody there to hear me
I swallow the shame and anger
that lies beneath me
I am lost to reality and living in time
Though I am struggling through life
and all that it offers, I am only human
and that is what makes me . . . Me.
Still, I wish for the happiness and pleasure
that I have earned, but realize that, I have
not yet overcome the world's greatest challenge
Love! and how to accept it -
I am ready to face my fears
Thursday, February 26, 2009
My Obsession
I thought of him, day after day, waiting for nights to come, with fear and great desire. Delusions, nightmares, an obsessive mind, a morbid romantic, struggling between fantasy and reality. I dreamed of love, and blood and death, tasting the copper, in my lips and hands. The beginning of this waltz, marked a lonely night. A dark room, a tale, a pair of emerald eyes.
He spoke of truths, and lies, the secrets of life, black-winged angels, demons in disguise. I felt his pain, the trouble in his heart; I thought I cared and just the same, I wanted to die. The wounded one, a man, a fiend, with the face of a child, I went to him on a fateful night. A trap, a cage, prison of death underground; days without end, cold nights and muffled cries.
...to be continued.