Murder in disguise
An apathetic stab at being nice
Cordial deluge of despise
Bring to you, your demise
Six feet underground, in patience
Rotting beyond reach, of conscience
The maggots that fed on me
I shall bring to dwell in you
Reap your fruitless, horrid death
Share in my passionless hues
Today I seek payment
Retribution and atonement
Eye for an eye
Flesh for flesh
Blood for blood
This is my reward
My last winning card
Beyond the reach of sympathy
Burnt and bleeding you'll crawl to me
Penance will never move me
Salvation is way beyond me
I will see you bleed
I will see you heed
I will see you fall apart
I will hold your broken heart
Tuesday, June 7, 2011
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
She spotted him from behind the glazed walls of contempt. Each gaze, each knowing look and kindled smile spurred searing hate and raw passion. She knew of what it would seem, what it would translate to yet she did not have what it took to stop. She dwell in sweet misery and misunderstood glances. She took what she could from it and threw away those that did not equate to anything significant in her reality. She knew it was a challenge, that his agenda was anything but clean.. and to that she will answer. Disdain will be cloaked in petulant wanting, apathy in innocence, and foreboding darkness in redemption. She hopes him to be an opponent worth fighting and a heart worth striking.. for loss without the infliction of pain will not bear a victory worth wanting.. and for her victory is all that has meaning
Sunday, May 15, 2011
she stood in front of the mirror, awe-inspired with pain-- and she smiled, that sad smile of hers. Sorrow seized every part of her body yet her eyes still glowed with courage and hope. She appreciated "life" for everything that it was. She has learned to appreciate disappointments, lost joys and even misery. Sorrow has become her friend, her refuge and source of comfort. Happiness can not console her for she has learned that it is something to fear.
Turn II
Black and dismal her chamber
Hate and wrath her bed
Anger and fury her blanket
..and she slept
Then black turned gray
Hate into love
And anger to bliss
..she awoke
Gray shifted in disarray
Love brought pain
And bliss turned sour
..she wept
Blackness came as refuge
Hate he comfort
And anger her consolation
..and again she slept
Hate and wrath her bed
Anger and fury her blanket
..and she slept
Then black turned gray
Hate into love
And anger to bliss
..she awoke
Gray shifted in disarray
Love brought pain
And bliss turned sour
..she wept
Blackness came as refuge
Hate he comfort
And anger her consolation
..and again she slept
Teach me.. Teach me that its okay to be weak sometimes, that I don't always have to be strong. Teach me that sometimes one needs to succumb to weakness to uncover the strength from within.
Teach me that emotions are not a sign of frailty but rather a courageous choice to open up to disappointment and pain.
Teach me that there is far greater strength and virtue in facing torment head on rather than avoiding it, that true strength lies in having bled and fought and lost.
Teach me that the true essence of strength is not in winning but in the constant effort to win despite the possibility of defeat.
Teach me to be weak.. so that I may become truly strong.
Teach me that emotions are not a sign of frailty but rather a courageous choice to open up to disappointment and pain.
Teach me that there is far greater strength and virtue in facing torment head on rather than avoiding it, that true strength lies in having bled and fought and lost.
Teach me that the true essence of strength is not in winning but in the constant effort to win despite the possibility of defeat.
Teach me to be weak.. so that I may become truly strong.
A Letter to the Unknown
Dear unfamiliar
I have sat quietly
In discontent
Drew ever so steadily
Each breath of lament
Hid amongst the shadows
Of dews and barren hollows
Shaded my eyes
From the outstretched moonlight
Kept to my slumber
Of peace, nights unnumbered
You stalked me
Deliberately drove me
Away from my jovial bleak
Of despair and gloomy air
You are a sight to be despised
Your joys, unnerving blur
Shall be my utter and ultimate demise
Flee from my presence
Haste, bring with you
Your sordid joy
Yo have wrecked
My sweet melancholy toil
Imprudent amante, leave!
I have sat quietly
In discontent
Drew ever so steadily
Each breath of lament
Hid amongst the shadows
Of dews and barren hollows
Shaded my eyes
From the outstretched moonlight
Kept to my slumber
Of peace, nights unnumbered
You stalked me
Deliberately drove me
Away from my jovial bleak
Of despair and gloomy air
You are a sight to be despised
Your joys, unnerving blur
Shall be my utter and ultimate demise
Flee from my presence
Haste, bring with you
Your sordid joy
Yo have wrecked
My sweet melancholy toil
Imprudent amante, leave!
My Vengeance is Patient
Yes, look
With those unkind eyes
Shoot me disdain
Pure wretchedness.. take aim
..My vengeance is patient
Yes, speak
With that double-edged tongue
Deliver hateful verses
Raw abhorrence.. provoke my senses
..My vengeance is patient
Yes, toil
With those hate-heavy hands
Bring me misery
Sharp sorrow.. pain in symmetry
..My vengeance is patient
Yes, dream
With those horrid thoughts
Picture my demise
A dark ending.. eternal spite
..My vengeance is patient
But, remember this
Love defies time
Faith actualizes the impossible
Hope burns in the darkest of depths
And that..
My vengeance is patient.
With those unkind eyes
Shoot me disdain
Pure wretchedness.. take aim
..My vengeance is patient
Yes, speak
With that double-edged tongue
Deliver hateful verses
Raw abhorrence.. provoke my senses
..My vengeance is patient
Yes, toil
With those hate-heavy hands
Bring me misery
Sharp sorrow.. pain in symmetry
..My vengeance is patient
Yes, dream
With those horrid thoughts
Picture my demise
A dark ending.. eternal spite
..My vengeance is patient
But, remember this
Love defies time
Faith actualizes the impossible
Hope burns in the darkest of depths
And that..
My vengeance is patient.
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