I'm the calm before the storm
And the storm as well.
I'm quiet before I'm loud,
Once loud, my screams reach out to hell.
Can't foresee my coming,
Don't depart once I arrive.
When unleashed is my fury,
In your fears, my vengeance thrives.
Slowly then all at once,
Devouring your being;
Your thoughts, all mine
Impossible is fleeing.
Your heart grows breathless,
In my tight embrace.
As I race with your mind,
Your body struggles to keep pace.
Trembling are your arms,
Mine wrapped around your throat;
Grasping for air, I leave you,
Sinking your barely floating boat,
Rest not, I'm always here,
In uncertainty lies my strength
When you least expect it, I will strike,
I live a life of letting go. It always ends up like this. Souvenirs crystallized in the disappointment. I was ready to suffer the sea, I am burning alive. I am the broken one. The vicious one. So what are you waiting for? Do it pull the trigger. You can have it all. It all reminds me why it did not work anyway. Keep it all. My heart was yours therefore, I will not ask it back. I will create a new one once needed. My light remains untainted by your lies. This why I know I will survive you. It is a waste of time and I know it. I shall keep chasing you in the dark. As long as it suits me you'll be in my clouded mind.
That very right moment!
There ISN’T MUCH TO HEAR, other than a NOISE OF BREATH filled with a CALM VOICE in the background. Yet, there are lots of EMOTIONS to see in each kind of person being stuck in that white room.
One can see FEAR and JOY mixed together by that CRANKY SMILE and ANXIOUS FACES. One can see STRESSED PEOPLE by walking up and down. One can see SMILING KIDS outside the door waiting with a grown up person (Father or Uncle).
EMOTIONS together with EXPECTATIONS in all those people are waiting to be CONCLUDED with a new LIFE CHAPTER/GOAL. All those white rooms are filled with the same emotions and expectations.
And there it is, that cranky smile of hers changes into the mos...
These words are meaningless
Letters merely arranged
You tell me they make sense
But that's not the point babe
I'm not writing for you
I only write for me
These are my creations
I allow you to see
Bins with crumpled paper
My rejected outlines
Nights of disappointment
Filled with tears and crying
That is what you don't see
I choose not to show you
How I am inspired
It's too much to go through
I loved you
and you loved me too
i at least think you did.
but you had a weird way of showing it.
you locked your phone.
you made others feel loved
but forgot to make me feel loved in the process..
you made her feel good.
but you told me it was for her not you.
you said you loved me.
and i always believed you.
until the night i walked home bleeding.
you said you didn't mean too.
and i said it's okay.
and thought nothing of it.
but you never made the others bleed.
you said you didn't love me.
but of course
that was after the sex.
and i still loved you.
sitting in a hospital..
i still loved you. no
Mi nivel de valentía y de arriesgada se mide en que a pesar de que le temo a los lugares oscuros siempre tengo que cersiorarme de que no hayan fantasmas, cosas anormales o cucarachas 'y a esas sí que les tengo el pavor'.
Laying in bed,
cozy and warm;
under the covers
when I realized
I may not
locked the door.
It’s all way over there.
I tried to reason my way
out of getting up
I sure can be
tried to tell myself
there's no need,
everything is fine,
no one is coming here..
my good ole imagination
starts to kick into overdrive
and .. well.. yeah,
I've gotta get up
and lock the doors.
unnecessary risks .
I wish I felt
a little less vulnerable...
even with two Great Danes
I'm still ...
The emptiness that I feel
As I trek through
This latter part of my life
Is unmatched by any other.
I am petrified
To continue on alone
Yet on I must go.
I have made
Many a sacrifice
To get this far
And I think I deserve more.
But that is the magic
Of this life
Each day is a new beginning.
And I have hope
That one of these days soon
Will begin with y...
To Whom It May Concern:
Pain never happens at the right time.
Sometimes it can be convenient but those moments will never outweigh your suffering.
While you stand there paralyzed in shock because all you can see is your world crumbling right before your eyes, don't be surprised when you realize the rest of the world doesn't even notice you or your trials and tribulations, nor do they want you to upset their day.
Like that one summer day I could no longer stand to see you hurt. In reality, I could no longer stand tall and strong for you, for us. Instead of coming to your rescue I destroyed your world while disguised as your hero.
I could keep up that facade only for a short while. Soon en...
What is the value of truth?
It can keep relationships strong, also it's absence can ruin every past, present and future. Maybe you failed to keep in mind this one fact. Maybe you forgot that I was your best friend first and you never had to lie to me, ever. When I think back about 14 years, I am struck down by just one question, was it all the truth? Maybe, if you were a tad bit more honest, that truth wouldn't have hurt half as much as seeing you now. I lived with the fact that you broke every promise and I shall learn to accept the fact that you lied, all this while.
It's so dark I can't see. I feel water dripping down my forehead. I have no idea where I am and I can't feel my legs. What I am beginning to feel is a horrible head pain. I can feel that my scalp is moist but stings when I touch it because that's not water dripping down my head, it's blood.
To be continued.
By Kinky Eskimo
Your whims your hues,
Lost in the gloomy blues.
I kept thinking what went wrong,
That forever seems too long.
It now sits on my night stand
The cover is worn
Peeling at the corners
It holds the secrets I dare not tell
But, if someone was to pick it up and try and read it
For my cryptic words will leave them terrified
The similes and metaphors intertwine
Making there own type of tongue
Under the glimmer of the stars ethereal
Under the covers of the blurry sky
Not a whiff of breath on the left
Pale and stiff no wreath of life to the right.
A shooting star will one day come
And touch your soul that will treasure
Lonely not just you are here
Everyone is, far as the sky could measure.
To the sentient lips tasting the drops tonight
Drops from that glistening eye
Hold on till the rise of sun
You still breathe life pardon the cadavers that lie.
Know that you are not alone
Neither empty nor hollow
Some will amble over the esplanade
Rest with you to the horizon follow.
If you're lucky, life will give you some beautiful souls to love.
And if you're really lucky, they'll love you back.
>Silence which stole you and many more away from their loved ones. Without a sign in sight the fear of being abandoned and having to face the oncoming storm alone frightens you. Perhaps you can be your own savior.
The darkness lit up by bright lightning, a shimmer of hope that this will guide you, but the unsureness clouding your thoughts, the rain blurring you vision. Theres only so much you can do yet even after every effort you put forth you still feel as lost as when you began. Things you love to do, but cant turn into anything more than a hobby for comfort. But the calmness only last for so long, then you feel like youve been thrown into uncontolable currents pushing you under the surfa...
SKYLARK CHALLENGE 147
Words: Emptiness, magic, trek, sacrifice, petrified
A RIDDLE IN LIFE
When I was young excitement kept driving me
Making me spin like a dreidel gone wrong
Pushing me, pulling me, spinning me crazily
my parents would moan, oh what now has she done
deep in the woods when no one was watching me
just me and the forest as it whispered its magic
I would go on a trek, climbing my favorite tree,
Jumping and laughing without worry or fear
'cause no one was near
because no one was near
They sent me to school telling me to be real good
And God how I tried, how I fought to fit in
nobody there could seem to connect with me
But, You my darling are hard to hold on to
Like a wet dream you wake up to soon from
You're so closed off that I begin to blame myself for everything that goes wrong
I loved you before you laid in my bed completely uncovered
Letting me trace every imperfection
But, now that love has shifted
It's bloomed like a rose in spring
Only its dead winter
The snow is getting deeper
And the wind is getting harder