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The Song of Songs I
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Do Not Be Afraid
Category: Writing and Poetry
Each night I lay awake I imagine a sharp blade to pierce my sternum. It's only the vicious strike that brings peace to mind and finally allows me to relax. It is never one strike though, the blade stabs me with it's clean and deliberate movement in predetermined rhythm until it feels right. When it does feel right, I settle. The sleep is never long, the sleep is never restful. It is unsure why I ... » Continue Reading
SSSSkin
Category: Writing and Poetry
It is a sheer wonder, the amount of time someone can go without the touch of another. A warm embrace, the clasp of hands. One could feel almost pathetic at times. Significantly, when physical wisdom can differ in such a vast way. Insignificant things become desperate desires. I find myself contemplating the possibility that even a creature as dark as myself could experience fear. As the y... » Continue Reading
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Sugary Embrace
Category: Writing and Poetry
This drab cabin. Woods line every wall, and though it is vast, it is.. ever so claustrophobic. Caged here for months with no choice in the matter. The holy sing good graces, but only for themselves. Freedom is out of sight and etched into the mind. There is a sickness in these walls. Day in, day out and no time passes. Psychosis deepens, and before I drive my head to the floor, before I am be... » Continue Reading
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Once Upon Hell's Dream
Category: Writing and Poetry
The night is hazy. The stars seem to hide from me and I only hallucinate their glimmer in the night sky. The brisk cold wind brushes my pale skin. The mundanity of fall reminds me of the greater demise I faced. I miss the times before this season hurt what is left of my rotten soul. The rain's peaceful pattern is the least the season can do to calm my racing mind. My balcony brings ... » Continue Reading
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Ode to No One
Category: Writing and Poetry
And just like that, I watch those beautiful feathers fly away from me again. My shaky hand aches to reach for them but I cannot. I am not desirable. I cannot fix anything. Thank you for letting me see your wings one last time. I do not know if I am strong enough to make it to the next chance. If there even is one. If I disappeared too... would you come looking for me? I know the answer.... » Continue Reading
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Untouchable
Category: Writing and Poetry
It is happening again. Everything that I fear, everything that happened. My reality is crumbling around me and nothing I do will stop it. It just keeps cracking. I fret something will happen and then it does. My dreams plagued me never ending of how it was. How I was shunned and now it is here again. How I will never be the only one. How I am not needed. I am only evil, only breaking everythi... » Continue Reading
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Holy Hellfire
Category: Writing and Poetry
Rest your shaky hand in my palm, and feel the warmth of death's blood. Let frozen fingertips thaw in our close seclusion. Safety, listen to my lilt on this marble stone we perch upon. Your eyes hold reflection and refraction of my mind. Like the body you gaze upon is made of pearlescent glass. Every will, every whim exposed. I can only see you. Soft decorated flesh and impressive figure... » Continue Reading
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Speak My Death
Category: Writing and Poetry
I wish I could believe your words instead of my mind but these delusions only become more refined. I'm begging to myself alone, give me a sight into your thoughts. I am here to give you my all, every piece, and protect it from all others. I refuse to glance in a different direction so please, just speak if you are. I just want know. I'll weep and curse the moon for her cruelty but I will not ... » Continue Reading
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Tiles Tiles Tiles Drip Tiles
Category: Writing and Poetry
Thine dark creature stumbles over his imposing cape, draping along his figure in a tangled mess. Desperate to escape only clawing my deeper descent. A frenzied heal clicks on the marble as I fall. Can I keep myself from me or do I lose this always and forever battle? My tongue speaks ill words no matter my fondness for manner. At this point the stars have thrown themselves down on my hellish... » Continue Reading
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Outlines of You
Category: Writing and Poetry
This empty castle feels warm with your presence. The tiles are still cold and the stale air blows lightly at my back. Caressing the broken skin as if it'd shatter... maybe it would. Steam rolls, billowing out into my shrine. Fictitious images lay in wait on silken sheets of mirage. Still cold but deep within the warmth is there. That spark ignited desperately begging the oxygen to fuel it ins... » Continue Reading
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Thine Blade Bleeds
Category: Writing and Poetry
Like an animal locked in its cage, I pace in circles. Am I going mad or have I just created a routine for myself? Are the pads of my feet worn from strength or exhaustion? The blade of grass that has been trampled no longer quivers as I pass it. Smushed and torn, wilting into the ground. Does it find its fate akin to mine? This cage we share, the iron bars, does it really entrap us? Ar... » Continue Reading