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Kittyfish and ShadowCurled up in darkness,
Discovering the meaning of lonliness,
Grieving in isolation,
She found comfort.
She began staring at walls,
She wandered in her dreams & nightmares.
She saw moving dark images,
She made friends with Shadow.
Shadow was her friend,
Shadow was her comfort.
Shadow was her guardian,
Shadow was her love.
It was mutual,
It was true.
They were inseperable,
It was a connection between two hearts.
Kittyfish felt contented,
Her world was lighted.
Kittyfish was nurtured with warmth,
She was in love.
Her urge grew,
She wanted it all,
She wanted to withdraw Shadow.
In that realm they found joy,
In that darkroom they found light.
In Shadow, she found a beautiful soul,
In Kittyfish, Shadow found ... ?
SoulcareIn the mist of uncertainty,
You held my hand tightly,
Gesturing me to follow,
With my pair of very lost eyes,
As if saying,"I don't know what am I doing",
My weak soul gave in,
I fell, once again.
As you lead me to your very own territory,
My weak hand still firmly grip by yours,
I felt the urge of anticipation and impatience by you,
While mine remain lost.
Every steps up the stairs leads me to the black hole,
Where I will fall sadly to,
A closer step controls the volume of my heart beats,
So loud and so hard,
I can almost hear it in my ears,
Not a normal process in a body anymore,
But seem like a painful thump on my chest,
Louder and louder,
Harder and harder,
When the destination reached,
My heart sank like an anchor,
Right to the bottom,
I knew, It can't be saved no more,
My heart, and myself.
You closed the door behind me,
The soft click as you shut the door,
Sounded like a confirmation,
Telling me that I was at the edge of handing my soul to you,
When Darkness InterferesBells chiming in my head,
Reminding what could be worse;
Memories of hurt and pain,
Or nostalgic agony?
Nightmares haunt when eyes are shut,
Running from fear but never could escape;
Awake feeling glad when hoping it wasn't true,
The truth lies within myself.
Strange voices I hear from something unknown,
As the phantom whispers in ear telling me to dream on;
The feelings of comfort and the uncomfortable blends,
I hear voices of confusion whenever I'm lost.
Let out a silent scream I will,
A yell of help perhaps;
But when ignorance is what I get,
The darken lips will remain sealed;
Or forever it should be,
Mute if necessary.
The doors to my heart are closed,
Thats when protection is needed;
Leaving dreams trailing behind,
But why does darkness has to interfere?
Injecting pain, weak force and even cruelty,
Distorting one's innocent heart,
More than just a muscle of blood and veins;
A fractured mind is bulit,
A tower of failure,
A castle of pain;
Within the fences of fear.
Self-sketch in WordsLeave me alone, I'll think,
I'll think about the past, the present or even the future,
Practically everything and anything,
From things that've happened or might not happen,
From existing to none existence.
I often run into tables and objects,
Hits my head on my bunk after years of sleeping on it,
"Clumsy" is my second name,
"Indecisive" is my first.
Often dream and fantasize about imaginary characters of some sort,
Day-dream-alot to be exact,
Sense of control equals 'Lousy',
And that means i'm not ignorant after all.
Imaginary characters represents self,
Release by doing what can be done in fantasy-dream-imaginary-world,
On behalf of me.
Imagination has no limits,
It's a never ending story of the way i want it to be,
This way i feel happier,
So just let me be me..?
Tears of Diamonds In the highest tower of Dark Roseland, there stood a giant cage with roses and sharp thorns creeping around the thick magical steel bars. It was placed on a large and old wooden shelf so tall that only the evil Master Drake could reach it. In the cage there lived a tiny genie who had the palest skin, lips so red and her dark brown hair so long that falls to her waist that led to a pair of big and beautiful wings with feathers as white as snow. Her name was Meredith, she had lived there for as long as she can remember. She would cry to herself everyday and from her brown enchanted eyes, her tears will turn into diamonds. The diamonds had ultimate powers. These caused Meredith to loose her powers and energy, she was dying although she was supposed to be immortal. Master Drake kept her for the 'Tears of Diamonds' and her everlasting beauty.
Julian, a handsome young man who wor
Journey In The DarkI walked in the dark,
I got up,
And saw a ray of light.
I ran towards it,
I ran fast,
And fell again,
I was about to lose hope,
Someone reached out it's hand,
He was next to me,
He helped me stand.
I looked at him,
His eyes, staring at me,
Telling me something,
I listened carefully..
All heard was just silence.
I shooked my head slowly,
My face sad, disapponted,
Telling him i couldn't hear a thing,"I'm sorry".
He was angry,
At the same time,
He was hurt,
Then he left.
I looked down,
Tears rolling down my cheeks,
I turned away,
I forced myself to I walked again.
The pace was getting quick,
Faster and faster..
I used all my strength to run as fast as i could,
Leaving the dark,
Leaving the past.
It danced around me,
Playing with me,
As if i could hear little children giggling,
Laughing with joy.
Yes,I was happier when i was young,
Innocence is pure,
swallow the universedecay remembers you --
fever breath and ocean-eyed ghosts,
secrets that smoke with poison desire.
we wake only to drink, to devour
the naked voices of dismantled stars.
glass kisses turn into granite lips
and pillars of salt; a haunted embrace
melts into the cracks of the universe.
Love is not blindLove is not blind. It can see clearly.
It looks past the boundaries.
It defies the judging stares of society.
It is a force to be reckoned with.
seven.my nights for the last weeks have
consisted of liquid
poison, smoke in
and the chilled sound of
wake up with my
head half off the sidewalk,
surrounded by shards of
and a faint touch of
[ill pick myself back up on my own two
feet.. and stumble back;
eidolon longingbreath salts open rooms
that entomb my idle hants.
in gloomy aberrance.
when the pulse was flaunted
remain the pursuit
of lanterns haunted.
questions flung like
furtive surface glances
ghost through iris eyelines
with an epiphany;
this search sparked
full body shudderings.
shuttering every window
and portal alike,
a light threatened by
the tending toward pulsatory spikes.
aorta, i spied you
spidering open your eyes
sliding the pursuit of dawn
through your dim sight.
with the sun, beat,
you forge forward for
warded window panes,
a rhythmic wonder repeat.
but eyelids live locked,
a careless cage holding
in this socket shock.
tock and tick that slick swindle options;
your image a lit blossom in a bottomless pit.
i’m reaching, but god, this
isn’t possible when
you’re this obstinate;
i am a fossil you’ve discarded
with hardly a sniff.
snuff me out, i’ll sputter devout and wish
my cardiac espousal had been more
let the great world spin.she once claimed
to fold paper for a living.
you had the audacity to believe
verses shaped to mise (on settings
of the briny deep) would never meet
i did, too.
tonight, rest lays base on a map
prematurely authored oceanus:
here is where i dream. set sailed
paled ail by her pneumonic seas
self-principled body of grief.
you are here, not lost to time
generated artificially over
wavelengths & frequencies that bear
no pause to the commas you never
seem to run out of—
no, you are here
with this volume-developed sense of space
& function, charged
by the polarity of our proselyte, inconspicuous
you are here
prostrating unmockingly, together
our own innocent novations.
but you survived her shipwrecked fatigue
with your own to hold. you
hardened your skin to her vesper’s
abstracted tease, anchored this trial
to wholly consented cardinal release
—you are here with me, cooled & serened
by her pa
You killed me.Honesty is supposed to be a desired thing,
a good thing,
a true thing;
an open line of communication
a mutual show of trust,
a reliance. But my honesty leads to fractured ribs
and a crushed oesophagus
with the administering of
the lethal inje
and It shall bein the beginning
only something there
to remember It;
sublime in tongue, It
descending graceful from
an impossible It,
emerging pink & flesh
from the slime,
chaos & oozing breath,
and for the rest of days It,
is no more beautiful than we remember,
no more miracle than we proclaim;
we still to search for
as if this metal
in our blood isn't enough;
as if this moon rock
in our bones isn't enough;
our bellies, either
half full or half empty of
But the universe
does not owe us anything
just how the stars are unapologetic
ShadowI walk across my nightmares,
Through your shadows,
The mist of confusion,
There I found you.
Where I buried my sorrows,
Unleashed my freedom,
Do what my heart commands.
I see you cry,
I hug you close,
You're my shadow,
I'm your soul,
Use my blood to write,
Seal it in a book.
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