A hopeless insanity,
locked behind closed eyes.
A knocking with words directed to her.
He's yelling.
She's gone.
A hopeless insanity moving forward.
He's screaming.
She's standing.
The black is taking over her mind.
She's in silence.
He's in hell.
A hopeless insanity less to do with insanity more to do with him.
He's going to push over the edge.
He does.
And she falls to the floor.
Gone.
A hopeless insanity.
Thursday, June 25, 2009
Thursday, June 18, 2009
A failed freedom
fleeing to a freedom.
they walked and ran and hoped.
it could be their only chance to escape,
the things that awaited them.
it could a freedom to last a lifetime.
It could be anyone.
Anyone who walked those lands who's body told
their story.
a face cracked like the barren lands.
eyes, grey from the storm.
a mouth twisted in a grimace sort of way,
for all the sadness and the joy.
Hands, worn from the duties of the past.
Legs almost broken to bits, from the walking
to freedom.
feet blistered but now resting in their grave.
a failed freedom.
they walked and ran and hoped.
it could be their only chance to escape,
the things that awaited them.
it could a freedom to last a lifetime.
It could be anyone.
Anyone who walked those lands who's body told
their story.
a face cracked like the barren lands.
eyes, grey from the storm.
a mouth twisted in a grimace sort of way,
for all the sadness and the joy.
Hands, worn from the duties of the past.
Legs almost broken to bits, from the walking
to freedom.
feet blistered but now resting in their grave.
a failed freedom.
Thursday, June 11, 2009
It grabs my hand
Heart breaking.
Earth quaking.
I'm shaking.
It's not real,
it's all concealed away
with a hidden identity.
I'm falling,
away from this lie.
It's scaring me,
and I have to disagree with the truth.
I'm running,
and it's stunning the way I can think.
It's death and it grabs my hand.
Earth quaking.
I'm shaking.
It's not real,
it's all concealed away
with a hidden identity.
I'm falling,
away from this lie.
It's scaring me,
and I have to disagree with the truth.
I'm running,
and it's stunning the way I can think.
It's death and it grabs my hand.
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
Come away with me
Come away with me?
Into the world were no one can get to us.
Come away with me and you will see,
what we can be.
Come away with me?
and we will be the happiest we can be.
Into the world were no one can get to us.
Come away with me and you will see,
what we can be.
Come away with me?
and we will be the happiest we can be.
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