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Soundless Screams.And he sank in the sea of plausible words;
only the anchor of mistrust holding him bound.
Holding on, he cursed gods and promised lords,
what'd happen had it been the other way around?
Bitten lips and slumping eyelids haunt his mind;
or what remains after the utter devastation.
Sanity and eternal aberration have entwined
in order to give birth to merciless frustration.
Can Earth be suffocatingly boundless?
If so, then he can be free.
Can screams be loudly soundless?
It seems that his can be.
Her love was bone white,
[ but never like diamonds. ]
Truth then became water to
pruning fingers and splitting lips,
while she drowned
in the mouth
of a liar like me.
Hopea little girl stands on the corner of
5th and main.
her shoes are tattered and torn
from the burden of service.
it's pouring rain, but she has an umbrella
(also quite a bit beat-up).
she looks up at the sky, raindrops splattering
on her face.
she wonders - as she has for a while - if any help will come.
but no, that's silly.
she's already seen too much
to believe in fairy tales.
the little girl searches the clouds a bit more,
then lets go of the umbrella.
the wind is so strong that immediately it's caught up and
just like a balloon.
she sits down
almost as if
that was her very last one.
I look at you
And wonder why we talk.
Wonder why we were friends.
What made us click.
You say something
And I wonder why people laugh
Wonder what goes on in your head
What made you say it.
We have a moment
Where we share a secret smile
And I sadly accept
That you've been forgiven
Yellow WallI write on the wall
to convince myself
all things can fade.
But this is of pencil
and my sorrows are
written in sterner ink.
WandererWhat will you do now?
You have gone farther away
from kith and kin
then most do in their lives.
that's all you've ever been.
What will you do now?
i don't tell you enough -fair-haired child
with a hesitant touch,
how you've grown.
motherless daughter with
eyes as alive as spring
they could forget what they've seen),
i love you.
the cars you crash into
and the scars that you carry
never keep you from sky-castles
that are far beyond your reach.
you, who vanquishes her head-foes
with the cadence of her rocking
and the rhythm of an ever-anxious heart,
are wiser than you take credit for;
because even though your heart remembers
how lovers become calloused and impatient
with your flighty soul -
you will always return to the heavens.
you will always carve your path
out of the darkest forests.
even with your beaten and clipped wings,
you choose to fly;
keep on, faithful-dreamer.
you're sure to find your dawn.
GhostI fell in love with a ghost,
She visited me in my dreams,
She stroked my face, smiled a tender smile,
And gazed into my heart with her eyes,
I cannot recall her name,
Because she never told it to me,
She just made me feel happy,
And that seemed enough for her.
I would often wake, with the warmth of her touch
still fresh upon my face,
The memory of her beautiful eyes
still makes my heart skip,
And beat to a rhythm I had not felt in so many years,
I would look forward to sleeping
and to be able to feel her touch again.
The dream was always the same,
I would enter a room, of such
opulent furnishing and beautiful decor,
I was always amazed;
The sun would be shining through,
Casting golden rays of hope upon her,
A woman of such beauty that only dreams are made of,
She would always look up and smile at me,
A happy smile,
A loving smile,
She would stand from her seat,
And in a second, be at my side,
Holding my hand, stroking my face,
She would say such wonderful things to me,
Things that carr
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