Friday, July 13, 2007

Gothika, or rather more of that banal tripe...

Misunderstood,
Intoxicated by pounding blood,
My anguish spins scarlet psychosis,

Your heart desires no more.
How could I not understand?

The light for which you lust,
Flared once, then, died.

Swallowed by an abyss,

In which,
All hope must surely perish.

Offer your love no more.
How could I not understand?
We have lost our light.

My dread grows

As the dagger of your words

Falls against my naked soul.

It mutilates me,

And darkly my vitae drip
To broken ground.
In numbness I call your name
While oblivion surrounds me.
Now alone,

My essence falls from darkened eyes.

Tuesday, July 10, 2007

Distracted

Distracted

.

Abstracted from reality

Questioning my validity

Rational in obscurity

Dissipates in clarity

.

Bloodstains and powder-burns

On my pillow

Saturday, July 07, 2007

Eyes

I saw the eyes of death...
You could not understand
I am lost and cast away from society
Jesus cursed barren carrion
His blood is the life
Blazing pinions lock up sweet prayers
Seraphim shudder from lugubrious minions
Fire slices dying webs
Your touch slices severed torment
A ravenous angel consumes whirling soul
Worms spin dying marrow
This torrential rain howls Oblivion
Virginal concubine desires dying torment
I met the eyes of death...
Pyres call forth severed rapture
The stench unleashes precious dreams
Death dances on embittered torment
Everything desires whirling fragments
One day I too will make life
Untainted and innocent
As masks hide dying caresses
I am a lost child
I wish only for death
I am fallen and will never rise
Wholly unloved
My only companion is the darkness
I stole the eyes of death...
Padding softly round my padded cell
You could not understand
I wear the eyes of death...

Thursday, July 05, 2007

Love Story...

In this storm of hate
I still love you

.

Twisting

I am awash in blood and pain

Shattering
I await my lover's bloody kisses

Love forgotten
The blade kissed me deeply

This is your love

A deadened morass of bitterness

Tuesday, July 03, 2007

Love you too

You say “Don't do this, don't do that”

You say “Look at me I'm talking to you”
You say “Don't speak with food in your mouth”
You say “Don't use that tone to me”

You say “Don't ever talk back”
You say “You're just too young to know
and when you're older you'll understand”


I say


“Don’t you talk to me like that,

You’re not my ward of state

Just my biological parent

You don’t sort out my wellbeing,

Safety and comfort -

Just your own selfish desires -

You discarded me

A two hour visit each week

Gives you no rights”