

The Pearl NecklaceWhat is there to be found out in the vast expanse of the world? There are always the treasures and joys, the heartaches and the pains, and then there are those eternal pearls of wisdom, which make up the necklace of old age. Your entire life is simply one big obstacle course for which you (the rat in the maze) have to overcome and conquer and once you've conquered the first there is always the second waiting right around the corner to say hello and challenge you all over again. Life itself is a maze of challenges and it will never end. It will never stop being complicated and messy so all we the people trying to live our lives canThe Pearl Necklace


I am the OneDown where I live there is only darkness above me. There is only darkness underneath me and all around me in fact, but that is just how I like it. I am the one that comes to you when you close your eyes for the last time, I am the one that surrounds and evades your thoughts. I am the one that they who are damned call to. Do you call out to me now?I am the One


The WhispersIn the silence there are the whispers that penetrate your mind whether you know it or not. All around this darkness there are the whispers. The whisperers are those who would never be suspected. They are the already damned and tired crying for release, begging for release, and the demand it. Shun these whispers of the eerie grave for if you listen you will soon join them.The Whispers


The Heart's DroneHere I lie naked and powerless in front of you.The Heart's Drone
Here I am in all of my corrupted and distorted glory.
You who have ripped the veil of beautiful lies from me, my only shield to the world torn away.
The sun still shines and the moon still glistens, but my heart no longer beats to the same rhythm. My heart has taken over as its own being. It is the puppeteer and I am only its lame puppet damned to do all that it says. My mind is no longer the center of control it is only an echo of my heart. There in the midst of the cobwebs is the tiniest and faintest sound of a muted cry. A cry for rebellion, but alas it is not


feelwhy every day we go on like this no idea whats ahead? why every day we go on like this and we could wind up dead.feel
hurt by every one I hide in my mind...
loved by no one I am the one you won't find...
If we could not feel any more would you give it away... If we could rid our selfs of this pain senesless every day....


FallenI'm laying on this empty grave The moon has cried its last I swear that I used to be brave But along with your sould, there has been a distant laugh Nothing is missing, I just wish that you knew, Faith itself has never left you...Fallen
And he is falling away Cause' the stars just wont shine for him tonight In this tomb he continues to lay So I'll just have to say goodnight
Unlike anybody We always did have a small flame 'Just pray to your God' He cried It's like every Sunday that they came What really matters is I'm by his side
And when I
Lots of Love darling!
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A million points of light
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Art is Resistance
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Art is Resistance
wonderful poetry
keep up with the great writing!
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