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Third Libra
Member

since 2003-08-10

Posts 125
South Carolina

0 posted 2003-10-04 04:31 PM

9/14/2003
The day is coming…

9/15/2003
Days of kissing razorblades
Serve now as nostalgia
Recently the mirrors of my walls
Have been tainted by the blood
From a soulless one
Even thy shadows against the wall
Be heard screaming, weeping,
Hours of tantrums
For recognition
Of death for Death

9/16/2003
Many moans could be heard
Vibrating radiantly from the wall
They are from the many voices
That lie within my head
But I just let them taste pleasure
For it will eventually turn to pain
And I let them cry out
As they bleed from their fatal rusty scrape

9/17/2003
I can see the lady of the night
Waltzing around my bed
Digging her claws into my body,
My heart,
My soul,
Myself
For me to give up control
And I bled

9/18/2003
As I drift into her alone
I can still hear their whispers
That are ever-so laced
By the embroidery of Death
And they continue to play tricks on my eyes
To confuse what is dark and what is light
What is them and what am I
What is Heaven and what is Hell
What is love and what is hate
What is life and what is Death

I drift into the uncertain

9/19/2003
So the walls enclose me
And her hands cover my fragility
The darkness engulfs my frailty
The world saltines my tears
And Death drowns the pain

9/20/2003
Her love is kind…
The Day has come…

Love is only an excuse to hurt and to get hurt... Knowledge brings ye fear.

Mad_Hatter
Member

since 2003-06-29

Posts 393
Canada

1 posted 2003-10-11 01:28 PM

Very dark and brooding, I loved it.

River
Senior Member

since 2003-09-16

Posts 627
my own little world

2 posted 2003-10-11 07:23 PM

Very Well done...this is a truly awsome poem...haunting...luvin it letter by letter!!!
("smooth like whip cream on my ice cream")

.

River

A river of change is rushing over me, through me. Forfeit to the waters, forget the past, live in the present.

Asian Rain
Member

since 2003-10-11

Posts 73

3 posted 2003-10-11 10:39 PM

A very dark and haunting journey. Very expressive write.

littlewing
Member Rara Avis

since 2003-03-02

Posts 9655
New York

4 posted 2003-10-12 01:05 PM

Michael:

oh this is one amazing write here

I drift into the uncertain

ahhh yes . . . all the time
BUT the ideal of it tinkered with
how you have displayed here
such anguish as a daily log
of such thoughts, pain
agony actually
as a journal entry to the very last day
well done
xxoo

Third Libra
Member

since 2003-08-10

Posts 125
South Carolina

5 posted 2003-10-13 03:46 PM

Thanks you all. I suck at thanks yous, but just know that I really appreciate these replies. And for readin'. Ya'll are cool.

Love is only an excuse to hurt and to get hurt... Knowledge brings ye fear.

dertah
Senior Member

since 2003-06-18

Posts 584

6 posted 2003-10-13 11:23 PM

(hatred remembers days of brighter times) good onnnnnnneeeeeeeeeee.

Third Libra
Member

since 2003-08-10

Posts 125
South Carolina

7 posted 2003-10-14 06:40 AM

Thanks a lot, Dertah. I appreciate it.

Love is only an excuse to hurt and to get hurt... Knowledge brings ye fear.

cusick
Senior Member

since 2003-07-27

Posts 668

8 posted 2003-10-14 08:14 AM

This is brilliant, so deep and dark, one to make you sit on the edge of your seat. Maggie

Third Libra
Member

since 2003-08-10

Posts 125
South Carolina

9 posted 2003-10-14 09:47 PM

Glad that I could entertain!

Love is only an excuse to hurt and to get hurt... Knowledge brings ye fear.

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