A Rumble In The Fog

I'm curious why you don't use images in your posts?

It is my greatest hope that my writing is vivid enough that the mental picture it conjures would suffice (also I never thought about it)

There are so many eyes

Glowing in the dark

Watching me

Waiting until i slip.

It is maddening

The disembodied cackles

Mocking me

Not with words,

But with laughter.

Awaiting my failure

Do you see the eyes?

Do you hear the sounds?

Am i the only one

Who is

Going insane?

Kindergarten (The Lie)

No mercy or kindness to be found

A horrible life to live

He asked for an extra cookie

Yet no cookie would they give

  The boy wanted to color

The warden said, “Not today”

He wanted to leave, to escape

Just to go home and play

  The inmates there were never kind

They stole snacks from him

And in the yard they played hide-n-seek

But he never seemed to win

  Then after that, came naptime

A torture fit for hell

They forced him into unconsciousness

With music like a spell

  He eagerly awaited the deafening ring

That called for his release

Then he would be at home again

Finally, at peace

The darkness takes me

And my eyes feel heavy

Like my heart

Which weighs down

My chest

Living in the Empty

How can i feel like empty space?

A dark abyss

Infinite in its shallows

And also in its depths

I am swimming forever

Drowning in an eternal loop

Only to awake once more

In the neverending shadows

I am being swallowed

Trapped, consumed, then freed

Alone in this infinity

With only darkness to breathe.

The bloodiest hands

Are those of time.

As it passes

And the seasons change,

All things age

And die.

An icy, hollow bed

Where i lay down to sleep

A coffin as the bedframe

And earth as my sheets

My brother says goodnight to me

My father tucks me in

My mother sings a lullaby

About things that could have been

The world has never looked so gray

Or that is how is seems

As mother whispers in my ear

"Goodnight," she cries, "sweet dreams."

Thoughts on Love #18

You make me strong. Not because you are my other half, but in fact because you were not. You broke my heart- you broke me- so I had no choice but to grow stronger. I had to make sure that nobody would ever hurt me again the way you did. You were my weakness, and now without you I am the best version of myself.

So yes, you make me strong. But it is only through your weakness that I had ever achieved it.

You said that I looked different

And I told you I was free

Because now, after all this time

I’m focusing on me

Can you hear

The silent symphony

That plays in my heart

Every beat

Every note

Is for you

Because you give me life

So now I want to share it

With the world