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Written by Kyle Lock
Friday, 16 November 2012 22:52
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Two worlds, two separate paths coming together to find one road. Two people, two different views trying to prove the common rule. Fights, pain and unmeant hurt show an impossibility to work. Despite love being their guide.
Two cores, two polar opposites arguing who's right or wrong. Two morals, two varied beliefs beating each other down. Anger, crying and unheard yells, show no time could heal the wounds. Despite love being their guide.
Honesty, lies, half truths and more, none of it makes any difference. Pain and hurt is all that occurs no matter the person's intent. These worlds are never meant to mesh, they cannot form a glue. Too much contrast exists in here to show and prove the rule.
Despite love being their guide. |
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Last Updated on Friday, 16 November 2012 23:05 |
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Written by Kyle Lock
Thursday, 08 November 2012 03:36
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Despair in the night, depression takes hold Regrets and wishing for feelings long gone. My head keeps thumping, it's cause is unknown It's random tendency makes it hard to push on.
Days go on by, still I do think whether or not you miss my once warm heart. Another pulse of pain, my temples seem elastic release the pressure, I don't deserve this part.
thoughts and memories, they cloud my mind, calling out my name, trying to remind me of what once was, but I try to stay strong. I lose my grip sometimes, this phase will subside with time, but never go away.
Most memories blur, fade as time goes by. Mine only get stronger and idealize what was. Neurons keep firing, chemicals keep pumping, but right now, only pain is what my brain does.
Feeling left out, secluded in my own world I find a piece of stoic neutrality. Not long after, my brain reminds me again that at this time, there is no cordiality. |
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Last Updated on Thursday, 08 November 2012 15:02 |
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Written by JAO
Monday, 29 October 2012 09:19
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In rainy days, we rush to seal our homes,
so as to keep tormenting storms outside.
But clouds insist and howl intruding tones,
and thunder clasping pries its way inside.
The rich, they hide their gold in vaults of steel,
so as to keep all beggars' fingers light.
But thieves insist and find a way to steal,
and kings can seize a tax with out a fight.
And so, like this my heart forever be,
with only but a chest to hold it in.
My thoughts construe what seems a love for me,
but eyes and ears betray my every limb.
So is there none to keep my heart to moan?
WIth every love I dry my heart to stone. |
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Last Updated on Monday, 29 October 2012 13:34 |
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Written by Kyle Lock
Wednesday, 24 October 2012 02:24
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I sit up, late at night I pry into the past that calls me there Into the world of ultimate lies A world where you were never fair
Memories flow and shatter like glass My mind is racing, my heart speeds up It's speeds increase and gets too fast My blood feels thick as the viscosity of syrup
My lungs quicken pace as I struggle to breath The thoughts of what were are too much to bear Your lies you molded, spun into a tight weave Not showing humanity, not a single given care
I find old pages, thoughts of you rush in The pain and torture comes back full force I'll never be who I once was again Because of you, I've begun a different set course
A course where I am desensitized to all A life alone and without any trust A world where my emotion is doomed to fall A universe of questionable lust
This pain is greater than any I've lived through Night after night, I fight the want to cry As hard as I fight to work towards the new I still fight the urge to want to give up, to die.
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Written by JAO
Friday, 12 October 2012 19:55
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Just as an early bloom unjustly die,
When Winter's claw spring forth unwelcome snow;
Untimely comes a wind, your time to fly.
Our nascent flame extinct by alar blow.
Whilst darkness settles in, should my heart moor?
Or kindle light as I fugue amaurose?
How doth I know the flame was once amour?
Just as a wilting rose that winter froze?
Though I may wish to fly with you, I shunt.
For my heart's wings and it's for you to take.
Though I may want to be with you, I shan't.
For I'm in bars of Fe that n'er break.
So let the flame, my frame to ash consume,
Return my Phoenix heart, relight, resume. |
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Last Updated on Saturday, 13 October 2012 03:13 |
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