Dark Dreamer's Diary
So... I'm inspired by Ben. I'm taking a page out of his book and posting up my poetry. Oppinions are always loved
In the Webs
Stone walls
Tall and gray
She lies in Ink
She always lies
With ruby painted lips
And Emerald eyes
She is no treasure
Like the spider in its web
The sparkling disease
She is to be looked on
And never touched
Her web woven
With precision and craft
Stained
With the Blood of her lovers
Left withered and decayed
She is the taint in the mirror
The thing that moves in the shadow
From the corner of your eye
A beautiful
Monster
Fit
There is no perfect fit
Ever a day late and a dollar short
To far forward
To be held within memories and dreams
Two steps behind the curve
Leaving you to trail behind
Like a dog on your future's heels
Still one never stops searching
For the you-shaped gap
In the universe
WORDS
I once knew a woman
As beautiful
As she was feirce
As she was fragile
Who warned of the dangers
of hiding in words
Yet never has a single letter
Cast as much as a shadow on my heart
But rather floodlights
That shine into every tear and crack
And leave me no sanctuary from the truth
Not once have they whispered
They scream
With every shred of humanity
Conditioned away
And speak
Where cowardice allows no voice
They wait
For someone skilled enough
To listen
Untitled
I know the world only as I see it
Through shades of gray and broken glass
My soul for your clarity
My heart in peices for your peace of mind
But I am not the one
Crying over the corpse
Of who I thought you were