Lifetime Of Lies.
At present time, Confusion. Happiness is an Illusion. The only truth, A lie.
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At present time, Confusion. Happiness is an Illusion. The only truth, A lie.
Emptiness does not hesitate Does not speculate From a vast and bleak abyss It radiates Casting shadows upon that which it incorporates Laying waste As it expands and desecrates And then erasing As it...
@eddie12309 Improvisation challenge. I've always thought the grass was greener on the other side. Now I'm here I doubt I'll make it out alive. I'm walking on the broken shells of a hundred eggs.
#OpussWings Open wings, fly away, Far from this cursed land. Take me away from mundane life, Fly me to a life that's grand. Let me soar among the rooftops, Let me fly among the clouds.
I live in shadows and I, Cant hardly breathe cos, That weight of history is, Killing me I've been living my life, Vicariously through older men.
How to know what is and isn't, All the eternities utterred and promises forgiven. Shiver each day with hope scarring, Deepening the doubt of the future marring.
Fragile as a new-born, Translucent as a past, Touch me and I'll shatter, I wasn't meant to last. Hold me, I'll be broken, Leave me, I will fade, Love me, live me, I will die, Ignore me where I'm laid.
While you read this. Away goes your time. I think is a crime. That this has to rhyme. Just takes away more time. But here it goes. What time shows. Tick-tock. Says the clock. Cutting away your life.
Is there any... Point to this. Is there somone... Taking the piss. Is there another... Life after mine. Is there a... Light devine. Is there something.. I don't get. Is there life... Without regret.
If I were to die, And then wake, In another living body, What form would I take. If I had a choice, Perhaps an eagle, I'd travel the whole world, Up high, proud and regal.
Deep in the Confines of your mind Darkness ~~~~~~~~ Although you Think it's Not true Denial ~~~~~ Thoughts of Immortality And fame Limelight ~~~~~~~~ Prowl and Pounce as You do Hungry...
First comes anger and blame Screaming out your name Then comes the sympathy Of how things could or should've been Soon, thereafter, comes pity Which can be somewhat amusing.
An empty heart, No joy from victory, No warmth from success. Bereft of feeling, Emotions numbed. Difficult to savour the moment, Knowing the next challenge will be bigger. Empty heart, Empty soul.
What have you become.
It's no big deal yet it shoves stuff up my bottom, A love undead but it handcuffs me. Sweat floating around the air, Like hot air balloons on that day...
I want wings. Like an angel. The freedom it brings. So I can fly. Up so high. So I can forget. That one day I will die. If I can reach a cloud. I won't hear a sound.
When it started, there was nothingness, as there was not even the feeling of numbness. Only a call to action, a call from the emptiness.
One specialized knife to stab the heart. One special tool to mend it when it's hard. One word to describe all our pain. One word to take it all away again. One thing to finish us all off.
To walk the street in a straight line To piss lines up government walls To wipe the smile when they say "I'm fine" To help keep chins up, united standing tall Helping others who are in need Fighting...
~ I wrote this when I was 17ish and wasn't really into poetry. I just found it crammed in my documents and thought I'd digitalise it (for the planet and all :P) It's pretty crap.
I shall be telling this with a sigh. I haven't slept in a week. Life for me ain't been no crystal stair. What happens to a heart deferred. Looks like nothing's gonna change.
Has anyone seen my watch. Time has run away... Infuriatingly it does this, When I want it most to stay.
Oh you saw me, you shaped me, you taught me of all these, There are no words with which to describe thee, The earth and it's friends are churning beneath me, They're the blood and the bones of the...
All the thoughts you've never seen, Are ones you're always thinking. The water's wide, the water's deep, O' why aren't you sinking. Feel the path of opportune, O' which road are you giving.