See the dawn shine, as the new day comes, we wish for dreamless sleep, no images in my head, I was alone with me, my pain something not my own, it was shared about, given to everyone who touched her soul, I was not without, I was lost within a sea, look and find, searching […]
Let the images become you, as we see the end of the day, falling into a yearning, giving away the change of what was, and letting it become what will be, a difference in thinking, tomorrow is not for us, tomorrow is only for me, yesterday was a memory. today is soon to be forgotten, […]
She looks down upon him and smiles, before looking back up at her. “Will they be happy?” She nods her head in reply, before holding out her hand. “Concern yourself with these no more, this part of your journey is over and I have many wonderful things to show you.”
“And that, as they say in the movies, is that!” she says with a broad smile across her face. “This ain’t a fucking movie Stacy, and I ain’t gonna follow some soulless script, written by a nobody. This is real life, and in real life everyone dies, even the hero!”
The sharpness of words not said digs themselves inside his skull, and as he turns sharply he stops for the first time since he started this walk, or is it finished it, he and stares towards the sea of eyes that stare back. “T-There’s so many of them,” he whispers.
Paganism, youthful wisdom, I saw a hallow man, he gave me three sticks full, I poked them through the mud, I dug up what I thought was clarity, but instead I found out it was madness, your eyes let them know how deep their dick was in, while you mouth worked plentiful hours polishing them, […]
Timelines fade away, suffocation here to stay, murder on my mind, slander and lies is all I find, lying in deceitful situations, running out of patience, rebounding hard and slow, words coming to and fro, my question realised, blinded in both eyes, harbour lights, devils’ delights, we drink it down, I’m the jaded clown, mirror […]
The images criss-cross across his eyes and he feels his legs begin to give way. He lunges forward with a cry, throwing all his weight behind what he perceives as his final maneuver. He lands awkwardly, but away from the pulsating lights that have up until now left him comatose.
“There is no happy fat man in my story, there is only Yuri, and he is neither fat nor jolly. So let me ask you one last time, and I beg of you to tell me words of wisdoms. The bag of toys that never runs out, the void that exists inside it, can one […]
“If what you say is true, then we must change the outcome!” Spider laughs loudly and wipes the tears that run down his face away from his eyes. “You are truly a man of faith, but that faith will not do today, nor will it do tomorrow. Can’t you see the hope you once brought, […]
“The ball was not as enjoyable as I had hoped, there were too many memories lost within the walls of the old hall, memories that took control of my senses,” she says through tear filled eyes. “Memories? What sort of memories do you have from there?” “They weren’t my memories.”
The light explodes, leaving the room in total darkness. Lloyd stand silently still while his heart beats erratically in his chest. Soon the seconds tick over into minutes, and he still dare not move, then he hears the jingling of sleigh bells once more, and lets out a stuttered sigh.
He stares at the knifes blade, and twists it slowly in the air before him, then starts to whistle softly as he looks up at them. “There’s nothing more satisfying, than holding a heavy blade that’s covered in someone else’s blood.” He says with a broad grin upon his face.
A blade drawn upon high, cutting though the cord that held it up, thy neck removed from the shoulders, the head disconnected from the soul, a fevered dream while awake, satanic playthings, flesh upon dead flesh, sewn on backwards and inside-out, decaying within, like your twisted soul, trapped without hope, headless and alone, the wicked […]
Whispers wished upon a plate of overripe food, maggots feeding on flesh, a mirror lost in the dirt below, I saw a devil staring at me, asking which way it was I had to go, a choice not mine but it was given to me, a trust fall, eyes closed, wanting to believe, while everything […]
A dream not seen, a lie not mine, withered wisdoms of a silent night, worthwhile moments played out beneath a starlight symphony, rains drops failing from the clouds tonight, a new days dawning, washing away the old, a rebuilding of tomorrow through the pages of yesterday, see the pictures and watch them move, fleeting images […]
A former numbness, represented now by a thumping, unrelenting descent into a tomorrow unhinged, tethers lost as the wheels turn, a sail full, thy direction not mine, spitefulness of my pain, I regress, I fall back within, a blackened thing, a soiled heart, my eyes not open, my self no longer me…
He stares wearily into his mirrored reflection, staring past his own image and into the image behind him, between each repeated reflection that is thrown back at him, as the mirror before him reflects the mirror behind, and so on and on again, until finally she stares back at him.
A separate letter, written without care, a flair of substance, lost in translation, we see through eyes closed, while minds weave woes, classification of decent, loss of sleep, a rainbow painted in one colour, a book written with one word, thousands of playthings, a broken sidestep, we are the things given, while you are the […]
Within the fractured frame of a mirrored world, lies the eyes of my whispered prize, a magnified branch, rotten at the roots, lost in the winds of a prophesied call, we sway to a song, we sing to a tune, twisted play things, of an impossible shrewd, lions of winter, kitten in spring, a repetitive […]