"Like a rock" she said,
Eyes glinting in the sun,
Shining in their purity,
blinding everyone.
Blink; then continue;
"Like a brick; like a bone,
Like the urge of a soldier,
trying to go home".
"Like the pain of what was,
And what is still to come"
In grief, she bowed her head;
With grief she became numb.
"You see, I lost the one I loved;
I don't know what to do,
I told him that I would change,
He said "It's me, it isn't you."
"Yet overtime I came to learn,
That what he said was false"
With tears she fell onto the ground,
Filled with dread and dark remorse.
"I would rather have lived with his lies,
Than to know what I lear
You wake.
Head swimming, eyes glazed over,
Throat red and swollen.
You throw a leg,
Misjudging the distance,
Between bed and floor.
You collapse,
Heavily onto the tatty carpet,
Unfocused eyes misguiding you.
You grunt.
Your body folds upwards,
Hands and feet together,
Ass in the air.
You can't get a grip,
You fall again.
This time you stay there,
Crying aloud;
"Mummy!"
You poor, poor baby.
Left for dead on the side of the road,
I find myself wondering
Just how long I'll be here
Before someone chances across me
And believes me to be more than a dead slab of meat
Unfortunately I reek,
Of a thousand rotting corpses,
And no one in this world,
Would dare hazard me a glance,
Because I'm far gone as far as they're concerned
The rain starts falling,
In a dreary slant of a downpour,
Washing from me all hope of salvation,
Pulling me into a stream of sorrow,
Dragging me from my home on the side of the road
The stream of sorrow drags me further along,
Further away from the home I once loved,
Into the outskirts of where I wish not to be,
We watch the world
With closing eyes,
Silently
Praying to the Gods
For a quiet goodbye
We watch the world
With mourning eyes,
Silently
Crying hollow calls
To a loved one's last goodbye
We watch the world
With weary eyes,
Silently
Striving for release;
We want no more goodbyes
We stop watching the world
Because of the pain and the hurt,
Nothing hurts more than the pain of another,
As we watch the scars spread,
From one heart to another
We lift our heads to the skies,
Shield the Sun from our eyes,
And though we've lost loves to the hold of Forever,
We reflect on their lives,
And the times had together
We thank you,
For every waking momen
The World Matters Not by Phantom-Wolf42, literature
Literature
The World Matters Not
We hear but we do not listen.
We see but we notice nothing.
We touch but we do not feel.
We taste but we do not savour.
We smell but we do not inhale.
Oblivious to the world,
We can only fall harder,
Mislead,
Misguided,
Misunderstanding.
Like shadows to a darkening world,
We exist and never question,
We never know,
Never see,
Never care.
We see not,
We hear not,
We taste not,
We smell not,
We touch not,
But only that of ourselves.
No one else matters.
I wrote on the wall,
In the public toilets;
My story
Across the mangled bricks,
I wrote of my life,
I wrote of my mistakes.
I wrote on the wall,
My misgivings,
My grievances.
I wrote of what little joy
I could find in my life,
Upon those washroom walls.
Many had been there before me,
Curses, crude rude and uncouth,
Scrambled in black on the walls.
In red, I wrote my story.
A story to end all stories,
A story to top them all.
I wrote life,
In big red letters;
My life.
I wrote atop the scribblings,
My story one in a million,
I wrote it there.
"Pain" I wrote.
"It gets us all"
"But we shouldn't let it."
"Love" I wrote.
"It finds u
Howl to the moon and tear you to shreds,
Disembody your figure and bite off your head.
Flesh in my teeth and blood on the ground,
Listening for screamers, straining for sound.
Clawing the earth for sign of a meal,
Following your footsteps, hot on your heel,
Lying in wait in the shadows of night,
Never again safe, under shining moon light.
Fear the werewolf
Fear me.
Rawr.
Confession Of Obsession... by Phantom-Wolf42, literature
Literature
Confession Of Obsession...
I could fall through a hole in the skin of the sky,
And have a better chance of explaining the how and the why.
I could stumble upon a riff in time and in space,
And find it easier to explain the why's and how's of the case.
I could listen to lectures on quantum mechanics,
And have more luck at comprehending the planets organics.
But when it comes to computers, codes and programming,
Thank God for those friends, whom upon understanding,
Proceed to help, cure and mend what I do not know,
And for their help, I will eternally owe,
Great gratitude in plentitude of magnitudinal grace;
Their lives testimonies to the whole human race;
Br
It haunts me.
Those memories,
Those happy times.
All of it.
Haunting me,
And what would be,
My happiness.
Every moment,
I spent with you,
Now a mere memory,
A nightmare,
Haunting my thoughts,
Like a ghost,
Haunts a house.
Every second,
Every wasted,
Glorious second,
I spent with you,
Now a mere mistake,
My haunting past,
Haunting quietly.
You haunt me.
Your memory,
Your face,
Your voice,
Your touch,
Forever haunting me,
Forever whispering.
Happiness,
Hard to come by,
Shows itself,
To me,
Then is torn away,
As your memory returns,
Haunting again.
But I am strong,
I'm not scared,
I will survive,
I will overcome,
The pain you once were,
Th