With the stars in the sky,
and the wind in your hair,
Be a wanderer of the world.
And of all its unknowns.
You never know what you might discover...
Sunday, September 29, 2013
Lovers sadness.
I sit in the grass, and stare at you from a few inches away.
Your eyes are glossy, and red with sadness.
Your skin is dry, your lips are flaking.
Your words aren't functioning properly.
You're not really sure, quite what is wrong.
So therefore I cannot help you.
But I'm here for you, when the tears start to fall,
and your shoulders start to quiver.
Because that's
what
lovers
Do.
Your eyes are glossy, and red with sadness.
Your skin is dry, your lips are flaking.
Your words aren't functioning properly.
You're not really sure, quite what is wrong.
So therefore I cannot help you.
But I'm here for you, when the tears start to fall,
and your shoulders start to quiver.
Because that's
what
lovers
Do.
skeleton eyes.
As he stared into my soul,
with his mysterious, vacant eyes.
I could feel the pain,
of 1,000 suffering souls.
His piercing fingers have killed
many people.
His breath was foul, and cold,
as he whispered in my ear.
"Evil is knowing better, but doing worse"
As he took another soul into his arms,
he looked back at me one more time.
And it was as if I could see that persons
life in one glance.
He faded away into the smoky night.
And I then knew, exactly what death was all about.
with his mysterious, vacant eyes.
I could feel the pain,
of 1,000 suffering souls.
His piercing fingers have killed
many people.
His breath was foul, and cold,
as he whispered in my ear.
"Evil is knowing better, but doing worse"
As he took another soul into his arms,
he looked back at me one more time.
And it was as if I could see that persons
life in one glance.
He faded away into the smoky night.
And I then knew, exactly what death was all about.
Saturday, September 28, 2013
Vacant hearts
In this glass house of ours,
everyone can see everything.
Our souls are vacant,
our minds can't run free.
We doubt our existence,
our blood is running thin.
But having each other,
might be the hope that we need.
To fill our desolate hearts...
everyone can see everything.
Our souls are vacant,
our minds can't run free.
We doubt our existence,
our blood is running thin.
But having each other,
might be the hope that we need.
To fill our desolate hearts...
Friday, September 27, 2013
Thursday, September 26, 2013
To be continued.
Darkness falls all around me,
the only thing I hear is the steady
rhythm of my pacing heart.
My brain is flustered with thoughts of terror.
Headless horseman, skeletons, zombies.
As twilight approached me, the streets
came alive with menacing shadows.
I shutter when a chilling breeze,
escalates up my spine.
I try to fill my brain with happier thoughts.
But I start to hear a slight tapping noise behind me.
I think nothing of it, til I feel what is making that noise,
directly behind me. Without another thought I begin to run.
Where to? I'm not sure.
I come near a colony of houses, I stumble near a bush, I try
to catch myself. But fall down onto the dewy grass.
In my horror I look up to discover...
(to be continued)
the only thing I hear is the steady
rhythm of my pacing heart.
My brain is flustered with thoughts of terror.
Headless horseman, skeletons, zombies.
As twilight approached me, the streets
came alive with menacing shadows.
I shutter when a chilling breeze,
escalates up my spine.
I try to fill my brain with happier thoughts.
But I start to hear a slight tapping noise behind me.
I think nothing of it, til I feel what is making that noise,
directly behind me. Without another thought I begin to run.
Where to? I'm not sure.
I come near a colony of houses, I stumble near a bush, I try
to catch myself. But fall down onto the dewy grass.
In my horror I look up to discover...
(to be continued)
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