Torture Eyes

What an idiot.
Doesn’t he know of his piercing gaze?
Doesn’t he know of his painful good looks?
Or is he just sadistic?

A smile.
A stare.
A wink.
A dare.

Were you forced to know me?
Did you know you hurt me?
Don’t you know you kill me?

Just by noticing my presence
It’s as if you’re stabbing at my heart
I don’t want you to stop
And so I shall never beg
Never speak
Never take notice of you
No matter how you take notice of me...

Can't think of a title...

Doubtful lonely heaven nights
Creep up in the afterlight
Make a dream to be nice
Just to feel my heart again
All of this from silent prayers
All of this my soul can't bear
Time to wish for faith in vain
Not to lose that one last grain

The one who told me to die; to cry; to mind
Not what I've been told before
But what I've been told now
The one who made me a wingless bird
Made me a single herd
Would make me a forgotten word
It was me

Anger in a bottle tossed
Joys and happiness all lost
Make me think of you again
Writing from an inkless pen
The unfeelings that I feel are still
The forces I will force to will
Until the moment I recede
From then and when I start to bleed


***Inspired by 'Sleeping Sun' by Nightwish

EDIT: I changed 'It was you' to 'It was me'
I guess it sounds better.

Faraway Dreams

All around me, there is life.
All I see are faces of death.
Make me think of a newfound wife-
Better yet, her last breath!
The thought of red
Fingerprint trails,
A small baby's head,
Nothing fails.
Three times the pain,
One hundred screams
Of a non-existent name
Formed by faraway dreams.
As if a stale whisper calls,
The feeling sinks in.
A heavy ten-foot doll
Looms over with a grin.
It's hand stretches out,
Waiting to envelope mine
And I have no doubt
That this is a sign.
One hundred screams
Of agony and suffering
Formed by faraway dreams
Of the doll still hovering...

Mercury

Back turned, she swore silently as the mark deepened red with pain. A searing hot sensation emitted from that one spot and spread throughout her whole body as if it were a disease that threatened to take her. She shook her head, refusing to give in, and took the shine of the blade as a sign. There was still moonlight shining over her like a mother watching her baby and waiting for their forever slumber.


A creak of the door woke her from her thoughts and she turned, quickly, but not fast enough to see. It had slipped in. How could she have been so careless? The even thumping of a heart sped faster into a rapid beat. Her head felt light and she gasped with horror of what was to come. The blurring images of what was once reality was dissipating before her into black and white oblivion. Her swaying movements were uncoordinated, yet graceful, like the death of a newborn and then there was nothing.

[[To be continued...?]]

An End?

Will the world ever stop spinning?

Won't the strange man in the black hood just let go of the rope, attached to the noose, around the innocent one's neck?

Won't the dog ever do anything to the cat rather than just chase and bark at it?

The earth is a large, vast place, but too small for the majority of us humans.

So that begs the question.

When will it end?

When will it all end?

The Fallen, The Forgotten

The Fallen, The Forgotten

Trapped by a sea of darkness
Silence becomes the dream
An everlasting hope of the dreaded

As pieces fall into place
The landing becomes more clear
And they're swallowed up in the sweetest embrace
No longer is there fear

Still they wander, lost and roaming
Their eyes lifeless from what once was
Looking, searching- finding nothing!

Danger all around
Mirrorring every direction
There is no safe place to turn to
No recollection
No connection
No protection...