Iced-over

New coldness in my fingers-
Sinking to my bones.
There, there!
It lingers!
A place, I cannot go.
This voice that reaches under,
The Darkness down below.
Here from there and after.
To there, I shall go.

The blood that runs through my veins,
Has frozen.
Frozen into snow- Ice.
A sheet of desperation.
For something to thaw it,
That liquid, a I feeling I wish to show.

Bland

I hold nothing in this illusion.
As I fall further from my eyes' domain.
It is nothing.
It is all.
Curse.
Curse...
Betrayal.

Shallow

We sit in our reminiscing,
Without thinking of it all that much.
Just drifting
From line to line.
Lots of lines
That do not add up at all.

Die

Fallen down.

Close my eyes. Shut them,
Shut them.

Don't look!

Hold my breath.

Die. Die. Die.

Succumb to the darkness...
You can't handle the light.
You tried, oh you tried.

You failed.
You're miserable, life is cruel.
You won't pick up the pieces. You don't want to.

You give up.

So...

Die!

Accept

I will run from that side.
that shameful side.
That has awakened.

Whispers that it's all okay-
But I won't accept that.

I can't accept that.

Dangerous, is thy mind.

White

The petals are falling,
Drifting slowly.
Descending to the endless white
That drenches the ground with its
Body.
Deep endless white.

That never fades, never goes away.
Only expands , from the floor to the walls.
And those petals stay,

There, they lay.
On the white floor.
Red-stain, yes the petals
Are like blood,
Speckled on the floor.

In this never-ending white.
That stretches from the ground,
And envelopes the identity of
Life's gentle sound.
While death looms no longer,
For all shadows are gone.
Nothing left, nothing forgotten
In white's song.
All is, all gone.

Existence

Today I awoke.
With a distant memory.
A memory of you.
I began to question you.
Your existence and my eyes.

I fell away.
And I feared I'd never find you again.

I called to you.
And begged,
Begged you not to leave me behind.
In this world that had long forgotten who I was.

And you returned,
Returned before I could shed
The tears that I want to cry.

You returned to stay by my side-
To assure me,
You'd never desert me.

That you would be here always, always...

Here with me.

We

The unique existence.
Of those, like us.
Who dream into another realm.
And while awake we see what others cannot tell-
Are real, like us.
Who are like us, they are not
"It" but he, them, him.

We know them by name.
We have no shame,
Of seeing what what others would label
To be a sign that we are "insane".

Confused, mentally challenged, we see
What they choose not to.

Wait

We wait,
for the moment life is but a faded image.
Of what could have been,
and what was.
Where it takes one,
No one knows what to do,
Who to turn to,
Where to go.

They just pass by like the stepping stones of time.
Yes, those stones.

We, wait and wait.
Until we begin to forget,
What it is we were waiting for.
That is why we wait,
For what could have been,
And what was,
But never will again.

For we lost our faith from within.
Within those forgotten folds of time.

At a stand still.
For that day until,
We open up our
Closed.

Shut.

Sinless.

Heart's eyes.

Neglect

Sporadic meetings, clear thy vision,
And hold on to the past as if it were nothing,
But a fragment of shattered glass.
There is no reason that it must be done like this-
It just is, always has been.

No reason to alter such an old way.
When it's worked perfectly for so many days.
So many decades.
Let the past wither slowly, do not pick it up-
Let it sit.

For if you are cut by it.
You cannot be healed from its touch.
A burning scar will be left for here on after.

Let the past wither slowly,
And don't pick up its shattered pieces.
No matter how lonely.

Mirror

There in the secret garden,
Where I hold so little.
Of my sanity.
Breaking my life's vanity
Into fragments.

Thoughts

A discovery I have made.
About the ways of Humans.
Significant changes in their behavior,
Like a fever, only it's better.
For them to just hold on their own.
Is about as much danger as,
Leaving them alone
With thoughts,
Sweet thoughts.

It pulls them into chaos.
Whispers for them to disobey.
Play the Devil's dangerous game.
And eventually locking their souls away.

Dirt

The dirt is swallowing me.
Taking me under its surface-
This feeling is no longer,
Something that keeps me steady,
Something that keeps me sane.
I've become that solitary figure in the distance.
The one that can't be reached.
The one whose smile fades into a memory.
A memory of the old me,
The dead me.
The earth is swallowing me.
I cannot breathe.
This feeling, breaks me.

Midday

Midday, break off from the sun.
Twilight's gaze holds true.
The sun, moon, and you.

Folds

Awaken, spirit of old.
Forgotten and left, deep under the folds.
Long held in the new soul's- broken hands.
For the benefits of the world of man.
Breach the line.
That divides us in these neat folds.

rS Collection : Time, Twisted, Sacrifice & Isolate

Time

He will hold on,
Hold on to that which means the world to him.
Never let go.
So long, he hopes never to be alone-
To catch that sacred stone,
And to have it, all for his own.
With every breath he takes,
He wishes to hold it in his place.
That sacred place, of Old.
Yes, that is what he wishes for.
To hold the that he doth adore.
His amor-

Twisted

Chaotic life, twisted nature.
Hold that mind up in that stature.
He knows not what to do.
His thoughts, his heart,
Belong to you.
Only you,
His dear sister.

Sacrifice

A sacrifice
A lie
An illusion
Meant to die.
Only one simple solution.
Why? Ask why?
Take things the way you shoud.
Hold on to nothing.
Walk through that world's wood-
Let go,
Unknowing.

Isolate

Child of anger.
Child of hate.
Cling to the grudge that you feel.
Cling to your grief, sorrow-
Release!
That power locked with a key,
To kill.

Pinned

I want, I want, I want.
Want to live.
To make it to something.

I want, I want, I want recognition.
Ambition, slowly sucks my patience up.

A sitting duck.

This is terrible, terrible luck.

I cannot move, bound by,
This world's never ending
Groove.

Saying,

"Money."

"Money."

"Money I need from you."

I want to scream, and I do.
Scream at the walls of my small little room.

"I hate you!"

To the world.

To this idea.

"Money, money, money"

The only thing that will get us by.

"Money, money, we need from you"

Discard

Ignore the nagging memories.
Throw them in the cellar!
'Til the end of day.

Forever.

Reprimand

A reflection of myself,
Staring at the lies that make me up.

This puzzle that I am.
Lost in the dark of
Reprimand.

Far-off

Thank-you for this life, though it may be full of strife.
I will live it to its fullest.
With no regrets.
I will make it to my dream-
Yes that dream I hold.

So far it seems,
Is that dream.
That I long to reach.

I'd like to transfer,
To a place not so far from here.
Where I can make it to that dream.
That...

Far-off

Dream.