Ashes

How pathetic I am

Laughable to the point of tears

I scream out to the void only to be answered by silence

Oh how mad I’ve become, how desperate I’ve grown

I thought surly one day some soul might wander here

but alas

I’m all alone

this land of no one

I thought I might help some soul, and give them hope or evoke their passion

but all I’ve managed was capture still images of my descent into madness

Realignment

I lost the words, they have no edge

They come out dulled and stained with regret

I wish to speak my truth, but instead they come out skewed, as if to entertain

But I’m no clown

I need no praise, flowers, or fame

I write these words for me alone

They heal my soul and that’s worth more to me than gold

Devoured Demons

You think I’ll quit?

Hang my head, shed some tears, and give in to the fear?

You want me dead, and so I’ll live.

I’ll struggle and strive for greater heights.

I’ll survive because it hurts you, and because I despise you.

I’ll risk life and limb every day because I know it burns you.

I’ll feed you back the words you whisper in my head until it drowns you.

We’ll roast inside this flame you lit in me, and only then will I serve you to the angels.

In loving memory

How I’ve given up on so much, and you are finally one

I longed to see you, to share a life with you

but even in my dreams, I no longer see you

It’s due time for me to say goodbye, and leave your burial behind

I’ll sacrifice my love for you

And be freed from ever knowing you

I’ll let you fade away; like an echo to time

I pray one day we meet again, as strangers

So my love for you can breathe new life

Stages of Life

We are born and wonder what stories will be written of us

We age and lament that no one has written our story for us

We live for eternity once we’ve written the story in us

A Liar’s Confession

I think I’m beginning to understand

Those that speak the truths they believe and share them like cherished elixirs

suffer from others taking their words as an excuse for the evil they commit

So should I remain silent? Out of fear for the worst my words will bring?

No. I will speak my soul into being, otherwise I risk wasting the miracle I was given. I will not claim to know of Truth, better yet, I warn that I do not know myself if I speak only lies.

I will speak whatever is inside of me: be it Demon or Angel. I strive to keep whatever fire that burns inside of me alive. Even if it goes unappreciated, or mocked or demonized, scorned or hated. I’ll continue to write my words, even if it cost’s lives.

Why? Because that is what it means to walk through hell for what you feel is right.

My Becoming

Burning passions lit the spark

Forsaken ashes broke my heart

With nothing left, I abandon fear

and welcome madness

My new frontier