...And as blood runs down these walls by enigmacyofme ( Read more... )

'The Head.'

The yelling was enough, as much as she could take.
 She went outside, and got a rake. 
 The sharp long tip was all she needed,
 and she hit and hit, till she succeeded.

Now time came, time to clean up,
she grabbed the rake,
and away it went, into the lake.

But then something inside her,
turned to fear, "Can you please clean up the table ( Read more... )

A lack of ink?
A blank page?
Or just nothing left to say?

Put the pen to paper.
Write some words.
Feelings?
Or just pictures?
I wouldnt know.

These vows are empty.

was like 4-5am

mental warrior
in fantasy.
a gnarled throne

no mercy for the weak.

he shall

so

dress yourself to kill.

mount your winged warriors.

and say goodbye to your free will.

no helm nor blade shall save you.

no weapon shall see you through.

so go forth to the palace gates.

a doomsayer's victory awaits you.
.plague thy mentality.sharpern your wit to cut.
a ( Read more... )

Un-filed  Documents
*inspired by dawn of the dead and sunsets over Monroeville - mcr*

Watching the stars in the desolate sky
Tonight is the night.
When we both die
Not motivated at all. We cannot stop this. We can’t even stand up and fight

As we sit here watching. Death is one with we can’t deny
Bodies being torn apart. Blood soaking into the earth ( Read more... )

theres this place.

i wont say its dark.

but it lacks a shade of colour.

a hopeless canvas

paint you a picture?

but why?

when it's concept is discarded.

brushed into a mix of mischanced past.

how soluble am i?

when as pale as water?

it desolves with rage

a movement of red

from the verry tip of your scythe

i await this restful sculpture

its my 1st in a verry, ( Read more... )

he said, “come here let’s play”
let’s make ourselves fall
and she said, “yes, let’s do that”
let’s give it our all

and then he said, “i quit”
there’s this overwhelming guilt
she said, “oh great, how about me”
i can’t seem to quit you anymore …

and her name was paradise
the world around her leaves her in disguise
she can’t seem to be herself anymore ( Read more... )

Artists Statement: this is one of the most toughtful and sensitive works I have ever written.  I tried to offset the dark imagery with a fragile and delicate narrator, as to add to the mood of despair.  It is sincerely my best work,  it expresses the pain I face on a day to day basis ( Read more... )

pounding
my brain
with a hammer punchingmy stomachwith a fist touchingmy wastewith a palm taping my eyes shutturning the music upscreamingwith no sound hopelessly hopingfor deathno noonly torture endures footstepsapproaching a blank stare then it's over my wish came true

AWAKE!!!

with eyes wide open

not knowing what to say or do

only longing for a pillow on a hard cement floor

to sleep the day away

and live in the darkness of death when night comes

DON'T JUDGE!!!!!

I can't take it anymore

pain becomes my relief

when all else fails after the fact that I have
THIS MAKES NO SENSE!!!!!

and neither do I

and neither do you

and ( Read more... )