Mockingjay

Friday, December 21, 2012

A Broken Heart

Deep down in my heart,
Rains the dust of broken shards,
More beautiful than the snow,
The most painful of all.

Dead flowers turn from the sun,
Their heads in their hands,
For shame, for pain,
For the sorrow of the insane.

The ground, cracked and useless,
Was scorched from anger,
Flooded by tears,
And soiled by hidden fears.

The wind carries it's burden,
The longing for freedom, resurrected,
Bringing with it the sound of crying,
Of people that have long been dead.

Endless valleys of black and white,
A place where beauty had left behind,
Truth has taken it's residence here,
Just as destructive as the lies.

Hope had long made it's exit,
The sky lay at the bottom of the sea,
A gaping black just stared down,
Soulless, empty, darkness multiplied by infinity...

Sunday, December 16, 2012

The Lands Between The Mirror


In this strange, strange world,
Where pollution was a myth,
Where the ocean was in the skies,
And hell a physical abyss.

The sleeping sun lay to the west,
Forever drowning us in twilight,
Floating islands sway to winds,
Held by chains lest they drift out of sight.

Rivers that flowed endlessly,
Clear water running off the edge,
Hear them roar in synchronicity ,
As they fall to the land of the dead.

Autumn and spring,
No longer exist,
Eternal summer lay to the west,
And winter to the east.

Under summer magenta skies,
Stars glittered in the sea,
Warm breezes caress the fields,
And play with the little bees.

Cloaked in clouds, thick fogs and mist,
Where light could never again reach,
A place where time did not exist,
The frozen lands that lay to the east.

And down below,
Where darkness reigned supreme,
Trapped by rock and stone,
Was a prison you could never leave.

A dreaded place,
Where even spirits cower in fear,
There were just some things,
That one was never meant to hear.

Echoes of pain,
Amplified throughout the trench,
Manipulating one's mind,
Let the lunacy commence.

As beautiful as it may seem,
It is what it isn't,
And isn't what it actually is,
Which isn't something you could lessen.

Before The End Comes

In the world that revolves,
Where everything has been seen,
From good deeds to murders,
To having a sinner's slate wiped clean.

Theres always something new,
That you would have missed,
So don't say 'I've seen it all',
Just close your eyes and make a wish.

Tell the people you have wronged,
That you ask for their forgiveness,
To send away the misunderstandings,
And for them to speak with good intentions.

Tell the people that had hurt you,
That its water under the bridge,
Then a hug that was long needed,
To heal back a broken relationship.

Take a chance you never took,
Be bold with your best foot forward,
Because perhaps it all will end,
Before you can stop being a coward.

Death can take us whenever he wants,
Thats something we cannot deny,
So live while theres still a chance,
Don't just sit there and let it go by.

Saturday, December 8, 2012

Shadows

There was a child,
Whom stared at a wall,
That never looked away,
Even when his mother called.

It was whiter than starch,
Repainted not long ago,
But that child could see everything,
Little did they truly know.

He saw shadows move,
Where the bodies should have cast,
What he was witness to,
Was events of the past.

He saw a man being killed,
That was hacked into bits,
His body was hidden,
Part of it still lying in the first aid kit.

The blood won't go away,
It bled down the walls,
A few days later,
It attracted flies, insects and more.

He saw the police come in,
Multiple shadows moving at once,
But they never found the body,
And cleaned up when they were done.

The child just sat there,
Over a period of a month,
His parents were worried sick,
A therapist was brought in at once.

The child hardly spoke,
And when he did,
He chanted the names of places,
Of where pieces of his daddy were hid.

The Red Queen

Soaked in blood were roses of white,
Little reminders of the Red Queen's might.
Cracked grounds and cloudless skies,
Echoed by those whom lost their lives.
Towering castles made of flesh,
Veins and arteries made a mesh,
Of which skeleton guards went to protect,
Nothing could stop a card thats undead.
Winds of dust and burning heat,
Lead to where you and the queen might meet.
Voices that echo within oozing walls,
Were ranged from monster roars to squeaks from dolls.
In the belly of the beast was where the queen lay,
A formless monster that only Alice could slay.
A pumping black heart hung above her crown,
Giving life to this madness in which she was bound.
A manifestation of hate, of the hunger of greed,
Of anger and worse, the place where evil breeds.
She is the castle, she is the land,
To be feared, not loved, is what she demands.
The executioner cometh! the queen's favorite pet,
The only words he knows are the famous 'OFF WITH YOUR HEAD!'

Friday, December 7, 2012

The Dollhouse

I dreamed of a place,
That had no humans anywhere,
Of stained table cloths and dresses,
And bloodied silverware.

Patchwork toys,
All lined up in rows,
Each with a limb missing,
With red eyes that seemed to glow.

Bandaged bodies,
Cracked heads,
Mutilated yet grinning,
As if I would be next.

There was a rabbit,
That once was white,
That had sockets for eyes,
Whom glared at you at night.

In the shadows he sat,
Watching with intent,
Blood that dripped from his left eye,
Landed on a knife that was bent.

We're all mad here,
Thats what he said,
Cackling hysterically,
Plunging it into his head.

The doors swung back and forth,
Each time the light shone,
On different deranged faces,
Whom had nowhere to go.

A set of spiked jacks,
Arranged around the house,
There was no getting out,
Hissed the clockwork mouse.

His key was missing,
Yet he still ticked on,
Stiches made his mouth grin,
Which made me hope he was wrong.

Plush toys, big and small,
With their stuffings ripped out,
Began to claw at his eyes,
While i tried to find another route.

Screams of pain trickled out,
As his blood joined others on the wall,
Before they could attack me,
The dollmaker called...

Aku Mencintai Awak (I love you)

Hati aku tidak tertentu,
Siapa yang betul-betul mencintaiku,
Kalau hidupan kita mesti begitu,
Tolonglah, maafkan aku.

Langit yang penuh dengan bintang,
Tidak boleh bertanding dengan awak,
Mata yang bersinar apabila awak bergembira,
Sudah cukup untuk saya berpantun.

Walaupun awak tidak teringat,
Sejarah kami yang bergema di hatiku,
Sesuatu yang awak wajib tahu,
Yang aku akan sayang awak seluruh hidupanku.

Tepuk sebelah tangan tidak akan berbunyi,
Tidak kira kalau macam itu,
Awak sentiasa akan menyimpan hati aku.

______________
Translation:

My heart is not sure,
Who really loves me,
If we must live like this,
Then please forgive me.

The sky is full of stars,
That cannot compete with you,
With eyes that shine when happy,
Is enough for me to write poetry.

Even though you don't remember,
Our history that echoes in my heart,
Something thats compulsory for you to know,
That i will love you for the rest of my life.

One hand alone will make no noise when it claps, (one-sided relationship)
It doesn't matter if it is this way,
You will always have my heart.

Thursday, December 6, 2012

What A Dream Should Be


Of all the days I chose to go,
The rain made the river overflow,
Fishies swam around my toes,
As icy winds began to blow.

Unlucky though as it may seem,
Eyes wandered to fields of green,
The most ridiculous i've ever seen,
A scarecrow made of jellybeans.

A close look held a surprise,
As i peered into glistening eyes,
Golden like the crust of well-made pies,
Topaz jewels i could never buy.

Paving stones made of pillows,
Soft and bouncy near the willows,
Stiff and firm when the wind billows,
When picked up, weighed a few dozen kilos.

Rainbows that lead to chocolate galore,
White, dark, nuts with fruits and more,
All this but dreams to the poor,
So i ate like a little boar.

Skies textiled like marbled cakes,
Something that you could never make,
I had to make sure that i was awake,
but there was absolutely no mistake.

Dream or not, I'd like to stay,
In this harmless world i would play,
Set up camp and if i may,
Eat the sky straight away.

Tis what a dream should be,
Not probing for a hidden key,
How long this lasts, we shall see,
For i love this country by the sea.

Wednesday, December 5, 2012

'I disown you, Daddy.'

I saw you hitting mommy,
Strangling her against the wall,
You never thought that i'd remember,
Since i was only the height of a doll.

A few years later,
When a few inches came in,
Its like you were never home,
Now mommy had to take out the bin.

Almost a meter high,
And some strange men were at our door,
Demanding money from you,
At the time, i didn't know what for.

My friends' dads knew you well,
A drunk, gambler and a cheat,
Well known in a little town,
Embarrassed, i just stared at my little feet.

A whole decade then past,
After me and mommy left you,
You never ever changed,
Yet you still had names to blame.

New memories flooded in,
From before i was born,
How you took mommy's savings,
And spent it on whores.

Of how you blamed her,
For our bad grades,
When you couldn't even remember,
Our school exam dates.

Now that i look back,
'I disown you, Daddy.'
Was the smartest thing i've ever said,
Until today, i have no regrets. 

Tuesday, December 4, 2012

(FRAGILE) Handle with care

Bitten once,
twice shy,
Broken twice,
Yet i still didn't cry.

Be strong said a little voice,
Deep inside my head,
But it was also why,
My little heart bled.

I believed in every single word,
That passed those lovely lips,
Like camouflaged darts they flew,
And blew me to bits.

Lies, lies and yet more lies,
Everyday was the same,
I acted like i knew nothing,
Of your 'business meetings' and your old flame.

Now and again you would say,
That you didn't know what i wanted from you,
That i drived you insane.

But in all the years of history did a woman,
Ever have to say that all she wanted was love?
Did you think i came with instructions?
Or get a refund if i didn't 'fit like a glove'?

Maybe it would have been easier,
If i came in bubble wrap and cardboard ware,
With a huge stamp on the box,
That said FRAGILE, handle with care. 

Lost

I see nothing,
but i feel warmth.
I feel it leaving me.

My fingers become cold to the touch.
My hair billowing out behind me.
The breath of Jack Frost down my neck.

The echo of silence fills my ears.
Its snowing, i can sense it landing,
On what used to be the windows of the soul.

The blinds were sealed shut,
Once upon a weary time.
Ever since, eternal winter had come.

Where was this place?
That sunlight never touched.
The place where everything dies.

Memory...
I remember nothing but ice.
The sound of snow.

What was once a sky,
Covered in white.
Mountains then crumbled away.

Trees kneeled to the ground
Light vanished behind shadows.
A crushing pain that pinned me down.

Lands of snow,
Kingdoms of ice,
Be kind to me.

Monday, November 26, 2012

Secret

Like raindrops on harp strings,
The gentle lullaby plays,
It emits temporary bliss,
Yet brings me immense pain.

Sawing at my emotions,
Deep down inside,
Such lovely pure music,
Echoing against a ruined mind.

The projector starts up,
Showing images most foul,
Of things i regretted the most,
That sent my nightmares on a prowl.

Innocence lost,
From a naive little girl,
Who sought shelter from a monster,
And thought him a rare pearl.

A secret buried deep down,
Inside her soiled little heart,
Afraid that it will ever emerge,
She wished that he would just depart.

She wanted him to die,
Along with her shameful secret,
With it eating at her everyday,
Of how she accepted the pervert.

Her own worst enemy,
Her mind beat her down,
That she was no longer pure,
She may as well drown.

Shameful, dirty, stupid,
The names got more worse,
All coming from inside her head,
Her own little curse.

She weeps in secret,
Of how dirty she felt,
When this lullaby played,
Against the secret she could never tell. 

Loved or Feared?

The treasures of a kingdom,
A love letter and a spear,
Which was better?
Love or fear?

Fear was always hiding,
Striking into hearts,
Yet afraid, herself,
Afraid of falling apart.

Her face was but a mask,
But demanding attention all the same,
Blackmail and threats,
You didn't even need to know her name.

Love was always there,
Waiting calm and patiently,
Giving strength to others,
A beacon of hope, so lovely.

Beautiful in every way,
She sought to shield and protect,
Greeting us with open arms,
It is she we cannot forget.

Mighty kings have fallen,
But all true to their word,
To rule with only one queen,
According to whom they preferred.

Dangerous,
Both ladies of white and red,
Have lead their kings to victory,
And to the nightmares they dread. 

Sunday, November 25, 2012

Different

Sometimes we are born different, 
Although it wasn't our fate to choose,
Something we could never control,
Yet our name is what society chews.

We were just born,
That was all,
But we were left behind,
They ignored our cries and calls.

My message to these people,
Whose soul suffers like no other,
Know that you were made for a reason,
Not a failure, disappointment or a bother.

Sometimes we can't do things,
Normal people can,
However, we can do things,
Normal people can't.

We are not disabled,
Just able to do different things,
They are so few of us,
The chosen queens and kings.

They do not understand,
How gifted we truly are,
While they make their own hell,
We're setting our own bar.

A mind of a child,
Will never know anxiety,
A house with no windows,
Will never see human cruelty.

A world with no sound,
Will never know the sound of tears,
A world with disappearing memories,
Won't have to revisit its tormented years.

What is normal?
Is there such thing as that?
When everyone is so different,
I'm using that concept as a doormat.

So do not blame those cowards,
They fear what they do not understand,
They make their own problems,
We make our own stand. 

Pressed Flowers

He will love me,
He will love me not,
It was so long ago,
That i almost forgot.

The days we spent,
By the great lake,
Making pinky promises,
We thought could never break.

Cooking together,
At our hated summer camp,
Sabotaging each others food,
But blaming it on the cat.

He loves me,
He loves me not,
You were cute back then,
Even when you had chicken pox.

Sneaking out at night,
To lie under the stars,
A long awaited confession,
Ruined by headlights from dad's car.

It was amazing,
It was a dream,
Until our relationship,
Kept sailing downstream.

He loved me,
He loved me not,
A horrible breakup,
But to who's fault?

I chose my career,
You chose to cheat,
With that twig with long legs,
A piece of firewood could never beat.

But we're both done,
And we've both been through a lot.
It was so long ago,
That I almost forgot. 

Saturday, November 24, 2012

Snow


Beautiful and so elegant,
These crafts of Jack Frost,
Whom never ceases to amaze,
We gaze in wonder, but to what cost?

Outstretched were her bare arms,
Her breath shrouding her in mist,
Lost in this winter wonderland,
A delusional girl makes her wish.

Trails of blood and sleet and snow,
Was what she left behind,
A frozen smile plays on her chapped lips,
Amongst the snow is where she would die.

They settle in her disheveled hair,
Snowflakes on her ghostly pale skin,
Turning her legs almost blue,
Yet she still wore a grin.

Freedom in this land of white,
Was more than she could ever wish for,
While back in the asylum,
Her door would be locked forever more.

Dancing until her legs turned numb,
She falls into a mound of snow,
She looks up at the sky above,
And watched as the ice cold wind blows.

It was the most beautiful thing,
That she had ever seen,
However it also the most deadly,
The definition of beauty, turned mean.

One by one,
They fell on her face,
Till they suffocated her,
And left not a trace.

Beautiful and so elegant,
These crafts of Jack Frost,
Whom never ceases to amaze,
We gaze in wonder, but to what cost?

David

You were beautiful,
You were smart,
Future blindingly bright,
But then you began to fall apart.

You had the world at your feet,
A celebrity at your school,
But then you started ditching classes,
And became the class fool.

Summoned by the principle,
More than once or twice,
Detentions and suspensions,
For getting into stupid fights.

That respectable image,
You worked so hard to build,
Went up in flames,
When you started taking drugs and pills.

Disowned out of shame,
You moved out into the streets,
Settled in the red light district,
And became a hacker and a thief.

It all started with that girl,
A demon in a skirt,
She took you for a ride,
And made your life a blur.

You fell fast,
You fell hard,
For that lying bitch,
Who played you for a car.

She broke your heart,
And left just like that,
But you never recovered,
And just fell flat.

See in this set of words,
That you are still being cared for,
I'm not done with you yet,
So don't you dare walk out that door.

We'll figure it out,
We always do,
But never forget,
That I'll always love you.

Friday, November 23, 2012

If walls could speak

If these walls could speak,
What would they say?
Would they breathe kind words?
Or would they taunt me everyday?

What would they see? i wonder,
Desperation? Agony? Fear?
Or the lonely mistress of pain,
Shedding yet another tear?

Would they speak of hidden blood stains?
Covered by that rug of midnight blue,
Or gossip about where the hidden razor was,
Behind the flowers where the Amaranth plant grew.

Would they whisper of the girl,
That locked herself in her room?
That kept breaking things and clawing stuff,
Till everything was in pieces, even the broom.

Would they say she was mad?
Insanity at its worse?
Or take pity on a tortured mind,
And speak of ways to end her curse?

Would they be angered by her deeds?
They themselves covered in her blood,
Will they ever mention the tale of the girl?
Of she who died and the fallen flower bud. 

Maybe never again...

Within my shattered heart,
Lay broken pieces of glass,
Reflecting past loves,
Love that didn't, couldn't, ever last.

After such failure,
After such hurt,
Was it really me?
Or them treating me like dirt...

That little voice,
In the back of my mind,
Keeps replaying everything,
Agonizing moments rewind.

Do not love,
Do not trust,
Is that really the answer?
Or will that turn me to dust?

I looked in the mirror,
I see a girl thats insecure,
Maybe what I couldn't see,
Was a heart that grew bitter.

To everyone else,
I'm a disappointment, a joke,
I had no friends,
Even hated by my folks.

I was trash in the eyes of the world,
But trash wasn't meant to be loved,
Probably I don't even deserve such thing,
Heck, I'm certain hell'd fit me like a glove.

Monday, October 22, 2012

Dark Creatures

Monsters but not monsters, 
Who was to blame? 
For transforming such pure souls, 
As if their lives were a game. 

They taunt and they mock you, 
Bitter laughter echoes in my ears, 
Torture your very heart and soul, 
Till it brings you to tears. 

They won't stop till they make you believe, 
That you are worth nothing, that theres nothing you'll ever achieve. 

Body, soul and mind, 
Wounded and bleeding, 
They grin widely in glee, 
As they notice your shallow breathing. 

Spirits feed on anger, 
Some maybe yearn for a body, 
Other creatures on blood, 
But none stick around for such folly. 

None in our imaginations, 
Could be that cruel, 
The love of seeing others suffer, 
Is not unlike their golden rule. 

Pride, envy and hatred, 
Posses these dark creatures, 
That hurt their own kind everyday, 
Then think themselves winners. 

Such dark creatures, 
Exist in this world, 
Just look in a mirror, 
And watch as the truth unfurls.

Unnecessary

My memories are like pages, 
Torn, old and crumbling, 
With stains and smudges from the past, 
Some torn out and missing. 

Part of a forgotten book, 
Tossed in a corner to fade away, 
Most of its leaves unwanted, 
Ripped out and thrown away. 

Its words disappear each time the page is turned, 
Its spine unravels just a bit more, 
Becoming more fragile each time when relived, 
Dissolving into dust, leaving my heart sore. 

Fingerprints of people long gone, 
Lay imprinted, embossed and engraved, 
Both irremovable and unforgettable, 
The bitter memories they made. 

When i die, this book shall burn with my soul, 
Yet some of my pages may survive in another, 
Perhaps edited, even replaced, 
Or maybe i just wasn't worth the tedious bother.

Sunday, October 21, 2012

Last Words

Love me now,
But don't say forever,
Love me now,
While we're still together.

Life's not fair,
As you slip away,
It's far too much for me,
Yet, you just can't stay.

Believe me, love,
I'll love you even after death,
You'll never be forgotten,
Not even after my last breath.

You're so beautiful,
Why can't you see,
With or without hair,
You're everything to me.

Sunken eyes,
Still glow with love,
Reserved only for me,
Adored by angels above.

A beautiful soul,
Yet so brave, so strong,
I'll do whatever I can,
So you won't have to face this alone.

So go to sleep dear,
I'll be here till the end,
Don't be afraid,
Because I'll take your hand.

My last promise to you,
I vow i shall keep,
Till cancer ceases to exist,
I swear I shan't weep.

Don't cry for me,
Before and after,
Promise me with,
Your smiles and laughter.

So I'll love you now,
But won't say forever,
I'll love you now,
While we're still together... 

Cheat

Love him not for he has sinned,
So throw his heart into a bin,
And never love a soul that has sinned.

Sacrifice is what a man shall give,
Together forever as long as he shall live,
Until the day he can no longer give.

But if he giveth to another,
Then me maketh the biggest blunder,
For he should not have loved another.

The greatest sorrow belongs to the wife,
Who wasted away her entire life,
To a cheater did she become a wife.

A word of regret is never enough,
To sail smoothly through a patch so rough,
In truth her love was never enough.

So by and by her beauty did fade,
But his lust remained ever the same,
Tarts on the street were often paid,
After his death, all he left her was his name... 

Wednesday, October 10, 2012

Goodbye Daddy

Why did you go away,
I thought you said that you would stay.

Why did you want to leave?
Didn't you say that you once loved me?

I doubt you meant what you said before,
Because i saw you walking out that door.

I know you weren't ever coming back,
Because the night before, i saw you pack.

That night big brother had held my hand,
And told me to go to my dreamland.

But once in bed, I heard mommy cry,
Then I counted the hours that were passing by.

I couldn't sleep and got up early,
Big brother was awake too because he was worried.

Thats when we saw you for the very last time,
Tip-toeing out the door, as if you were a thief in the night.

"Goodbye Daddy," I at last said,
"Don't come back. To me, you're dead."

He just stood there, unable to speak,
But he himself had severed our family link.

Then big brother nudged then shoved me away,
He kept smiling at me the entire day.

"THATS my little sister! Tough as nails!"
But after he said that, I cried buckets and pails...

The Exam


Its the end of the year and the exams have come,
The papers that show us who's dumber than dumb.

2 hours of thinking: What the hell should I write?!
With 30 minutes left, your mind starts to take flight.

Pin drop silence and nap time to spare,
You surrender your pencil with the thought : Who cares?!

You lay down your head, then close your eyes,
When you wake up, only 5 minutes have gone by.

With the remaining time, you reopen your paper,
And screw whats left and hope that you still wouldn't care, later.

You look around and you see people knocked out for good,
Sleep so soundly on a table made of cheap nasty wood.

When the teacher starts collecting, all hell breaks loose,
People start discussing while you're busy tying a noose.

Day after day, this happens again,
Stretching on for a month and wondering when will it end?!!!

The Masquerade

Shall we dance our lives away, upon the moonlit floor?
Swept along by falling feathers and abandoned masks,
This beseeching music that cradles thine ears, do you not adore?
Within this world of dazzling color we shall dance,
Never ending, ever twirling, ever wanting more,
With each sweep of silken linen, beautiful designs do collide,
That hide scowls from smiles, truth from lies and ladies from whores,
Come let us enjoy this fragile world with its perfumed clouds,
And roses of every color, its choir of carefree laughter,
Ladies and lords, peasants and scullery maids, all hidden under,
Lace and ribbons, beads and feathers galore,
For that delicate time, there was no discrimination of classes at all,
But when the masks fall off, its off again to war,
Gone were the velvet curtains, the dresses, the gloves,
Away was the music and delectable food,
Women and men alike break their hearts for their forbidden loves,
As they could not see them anymore. 

Tuesday, October 9, 2012

The Construction Of A New World

The ground trembled and then shook,
Then gave way down below,
And through it fell the evils of the world,
As prophesied long ago.

The seas rose up, fast and strong,
To claim the ever stretching beach,
And cleansed the world of its sins,
And all the things they leeched.

The winds were brutal yet gentle still,
When typhoons and cyclones raged on,
To blow away the sorrows of today,
Stacked up nicely and beautifully tiered.

The heavens rained down fire and rock,
Vanquishing the evils ones from this world,
So tyranny and dictatorship shall become but dreams,
For goodness and love to unfurl.

The mountains with their mighty groans,
Heaved its load of piled up snow,
To cascade down its steep steep sides,
And away the mean people shall go.

The deserts with their sands of time,
Devour and demolish,
Getting rid of what remains,
Of foulness and its rubbish.

Monday, October 8, 2012

Francois

Fracois, my love, my deep desire,
Hasn't your bloodstained heart healed yet?
It echoes to me such deep betrayal,
As i see your handsome face teared and wet.

Its been so long since i've seen such sorrow,
A delicate flower uprooted from its soil,
Was your love yanked from the bowels of your heart,
After years and years of loving toil.

Fracois, my love, my deep desire,
I know its hard but listen well,
Forgive, forget and move on in life,
Otherwise its hardship and bitterness that i foretell.

Though, I you cannot see, its you that i can see clearly.
There is no heaven without your smile,
So i can't leave you just yet, love,
So please forgive me if i stay for awhile,
I'll ask the angels to wait for me, above.

Fracois, my love, my deep desire,
Is it too much to forget me?
To love again in the name of love,
And to live the rest of your life, happily.

It was my mistake to trust such fools,
Twas I that brought your sorrow,
My life was nothing compared to yours,
So i paid the price of my tomorrow.

Fracois, my love, my deep desire,
Smile for me and my fellow lost souls,
For i swear, when we meet again,
I'll make it up to you, a hundred fold.

I'll protect you now as I did then,
Though I can't in a certain way,
But please don't cry, not anymore,
I can't wipe those tears that have gone astray... 

Sunday, October 7, 2012

Immortality

What would immortality mean to you?
Living forever in a dying world?Doing things you wouldn't have time for?Or watching all of life's tragedies unfurl?

What would life mean to you,If everything was said and done,Watching loved ones fall like flies,While counting your thousandth setting sun?

What would eternity mean to you,If you were left alone?Punishment or blessing could this be called?In loneliness would you forever moan.

Wishing for a death that never came,Wishing for the end of a wish came true,Sorrow after sorrow, you witness in time,Hardening your heart to ice so blue.

Continue to standby and watch,As mortals destroy themselves,And reminisce that once upon a time,That you were one of them.

One that was able to feel,The pain, the anger, the sorrow,The happiness, the love, the trust,But you now must reap what you have sowed. 

Sunday, August 19, 2012

They've won

This anger, it burns me,
Scorching every emotion,
Every fiber of my being,
Infecting and roting all.

Hatred rises to the surface,
Agony echoes in the halls,
Pain embedded in my voice,
Tears dissolve everything to dust.

Unwantedness,
It screams in my ear,
It taunts and mocks me,
Cursing my very existence.

It wounds me,
Searing itself into my flesh,
So i'll be reminded that no matter where i am,
Thats all i'll ever be.

This nightmare of mine,
That never stops,
Degrading my soul with each encounter,
Slowly transforming it to stone.

Lost Children

Oh little lost child,
Where oh where have you gone?
What had become of you,
When your imaginations had won?

Drifting and drifting,
Your mind, absent as well,
Maybe not so,
But what are you thinking? pray tell!

Starved of affection,
Treated like scum,
Left in a corner,
While they drown in rum.


Where are you going?
Little lost one,
When will your journey,
finally be done?

What are you looking for?
Will you be fine?
The way you are living...
Its not OK to lay your life on the line...

Maybe you shouldn't have run away,
It would safer to live as a doll,
Quiet, still, decorated, beautiful,
And never having to see life's bitterness unfold.

You have my blessings dear child,
Be safe, please do,
They say ignorance is bliss,
I hope in your case, it's true... 

Friday, August 3, 2012

Made by Monsters (Part 2)

Even in dreams, he knew no peace,
As the reservoirs of his memories were then released.
Every time he closed his eyes, it was always the same,
Them throwing stones as well as the blame.
Unable to die, he survived on his own,
From place to place was where he would roam.
But wherever he went, it was always the same,
They would all run, even the lame.
He never knew kindness, he never knew love,
Though once his heart was pure, white like a dove.
His soul was corrupted, twisted and crushed,
He had no use for empathy so he let it rust.
When death finally came for him, he went without a fight,
His body decomposed but his spirit wouldn't take flight.
He just wouldn't leave, he was in too much pain,
So much that it was more than he could restrain.
Deep down inside he was just a scared little child,
With bloodied broken wings that were ruthlessly defiled.
They were the monsters, so evil and cruel,
For transforming that poor boy and playing him a fool.
So strong was his anger, his fury, his hatred,
That even in death, he drove them all mad.
The reason why I can see through his eyes so clear,
For when I was nine, I was almost drowned for being queer.
We are what we are, though treated that way,
What we were born with is here to stay.
If it makes us filth, let it be then,
For the world will change at only God knows when.

Made by Monsters (Part 1)

This monstrous being that dwells within,
Enraged and wild, it killed its kin.
Its roar of pain echoes in my ears,
Of all the abuse it endured throughout the years.
At random times, i could see,
What had happened through the eyes of the beast.
Tears and blood run down my face,
A bitter memory it could not erase.
A scared and injured child just crying for help,
But instead, stones were thrown at him which made him yelp.
After the explosion, acid rain had come,
They left the little boy and decided to run.
Down on the ground and unable to move,
They called him a monster though they had no proof.
They were afraid about what they didn't understand,
That he was gifted and had abilities so grand.
Isolated and despised was a child only five,
It was no wonder at all that he couldn't thrive.
Everything that happened, they blamed on him,
As the bringer of bad luck, bad omens, full to its brim.
He was cursed so many times, that he actually believed,
That he was a monster and that there was nothing he could achieve.
He hung by a thread, dripping with dye,
Its color was hatred mixed in with lies.
Time and time again, his suicide attempts failed,
This only hurt his heart deeper, which was already so frail.
A monster so loathed that nobody could ever want,
Not even death himself, he heard them taunt.

Tuesday, July 31, 2012

My Mutilated Nursery Rhymes

Twinkle twinkle star so high,
End my pain and let me die.

Sadness, sorrow and more lies,
How much longer must I cry?

When I wish upon a star,
I close my eyes and count my scars.
_____________________________________________________

Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall,
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall,

All the King's medics,
And all the King's priests,

Brought Humpty Dumpty back as a beast.

________________________________________________________

Mary, Mary, quite contrary,
How does your hoard doth grow?

With chains and saws,
Knives and swords,
And rotted corpses all in a row.

________________________________________________________

Itsy Bitsy spider,
Climbed up the baby's crib,

Down came his fangs,
And bit the baby's chin.

Out came his parents,
And screamed while he died,

Itsy Bitsy spider,
Made a grin so wide.

_________________________________________________________

Poor little Alice,
Now in paralysis,
Her mind jumped over the moon,
Her enemies laughed to see such fun,
And her sister ran away with her groom.

________________________________________________________

Little Alice Liddel,
Lost her good fiddle,
And wondered where it was,
She fell to the floor,
Liters of blood galore,
Her beloved uncle was the cause. 


________________________________________________________

Lobelia's Poem To Lancer

It doesn't matter,
Even if you're in a happier mood,
If i couldn't have you,
Then nobody could.


Call me a lier,
A betrayer, if you will,
If you knew me at all,
You'll understand why i made the deal.


They promised to keep us safe,
The 2 of us in this chaotic place,
Leave that dying girl to rot,
She's losing in life's race.


Why is it always her?
Why don't you look here?
What does she have that i don't?
She won't love you like i will, my dear.


You'll understand why she had to go,
Since i freed her from her prolonged death,
I shouldn't even be at fault here,
All i did was end her wheezing breath.


One day you'll realize,
All that i've done,
Was only for you,
I'll always be waiting,
That much is true.

Noir's Last Letter



Amaranth,
Such a sweet name,
But for the owner to be from hell,
Thats just a shame.

Immortal love,
Its meaning, so lovely,
Yet so much pain in between,
Those sad grey eyes of thee.

When i first found you,
You were praying for death,
Cursing the war,
And saying you had nothing left.

Our bond started there,
Your tortured soul, healed,
However, my condition only worsened,
As you became my shield.

I named you my knight,
After you wanted to cast away,
Your sweet sweet name,
To keep bad memories at bay.

We both know my body is dying,
We just don't know when it'll stop,
Such is eternal beauty,
A blessing that i'll gladly drop.

To love someone,
That could leave at any time,
To say 'I love you' now,
Would be a crime.

Forgive me, my dear,
For the words i never said,
Because by the time you read this,
I'd probably be already dead. 

Pick Me!


My dark melody,
Come steal my soul,
Repeat the siren's song,
Come achieve your goal.


Tune thy ashen harps,
Angels of black death,
Play the dead to sleep,
May they finally rest.


The clouds had come to cry,
Like statues that mourn forever,
Tears that fall from above,
Turn fine skies into gloomy weather.


Such a pitiful sight,
That even heaven mourns,
The pain that never ends,
Seem to renew each dawn.


Take me away,
Lead me with your scythe,
Lets cross the river, Styx,
And leave behind this life.


Attempt after attempt,
That failed time and time again,
I can't seem to descend,
Could it possibly be?
That Death himself doesn't want me?

Monday, July 30, 2012

Why?


Its futile to hope,
When you're immune to lies,
When you know truth,
When you're used to goodbyes.

If you think about it neutrally,
Money is nothing but printed paper,
Love is merely an obsession,
Trust is belief that will soon waver.

In this world of concrete and fumes,
People live in their own dreams,
We do not need much at all,
But some beg to differ it seems,

There are many examples,
Of what people insist they need,
What they think makes them top dogs,
But on the way they strive to bleed.

Why do we need to prove ourselves,
To people that do not matter?
Why do we need to impress them?
The people we hate, we flatter?

Lies and more lies,
Its around us everyday,
When one stops believing,
Everything is clear in every way.

Friends and family,
Love and war,
Will eventually hurt you,
And rot you down to the core.

Hatred Hurts


The hatred within me,
It grows like a flame,
Soaring higher and higher,
I hate this game.

Screams of frustration,
Bloody knuckles stain the wall,
Tears flow freely,
But the anger doesn't dissolve.

The hopelessness kicks in,
As my knees start to weaken,
I sink to the floor and cry,
There is no hope, there is no beacon.

My hands start to sting,
But its still not enough,
So i pull out a blade,
And feel my skin, so rough.

Previous scars,
All tell their tale,
Time to add another one,
The pain they give is stale.

Cold hard metal,
Smoothly glides through,
Dancing shades of rouge,
My thoughts lift off, away from you.

Fire spreads through my wounds,
The feeling sublime,
The frustration ebbs away,
As i put it away for another time.

Thursday, June 21, 2012

A Dead Memory

Why does it feel,
As if deep in my heart,
A beloved of mine had died?
Why has my heart stopped and start?

It is real,
Yet no death can i record,
No one that i truly cared about,
Nothing is in my memory, stored.

Yet i cry as the catalyst starts to speak,
Bringing tears one after the other,
Soaking my clothes as i start to break down,
My tank and my shorts flood with salted water.

Maybe its me who died,
A long time ago,
When all the pain had started to make,
My self esteem go lower than low.

My thoughts murdered me,
Deep inside my head,
And i woke up, reincarnated,
After i went to bed.

The me that i was,
Before i knew such truth,
Cease to exist,
Yet i have no proof.

She took with her some things of mine,
Like that beautiful smile,
And shining eyes so sublime.

That silver laughter of pure joy,
That childlike giggle of glee,
Health that a horse would be envious of,
Now that i think about it, was that really me?

I cry of a death,
Waiting for her to return,
Though i know thats not possible,
This meeting's not adjourned.

Still i wait,
Believing she'll be back,
I mourn for her day and night,
Deep inside my heart so black.

She told me once before i went to bed,
While i'm off, get stronger, i'll be back,
I waited and i waited then i finally said,
She didn't come because, too much have i lacked.

So there i stand,
Training each day,
To tolerate cuts and taunts,
Always playing the prey.

The years past by,
And i forgot our pact,
Going through endless training,
I totally lost track.

Until i remembered,
In fact she's really gone,
The most bitter memory,
Stretched on for so...so long.

Tuesday, June 19, 2012

Leave Me Alone



Its killing me,
This thing inside,
Lunacy, madness,
Trials of the blind.

This wind that drifts by,
It goes through my soul,
Tearing and dissolving,
Everything feels cold.

I hate this,
With every fibre within,
Just let me go,
To my fate, so grim.

Leave me to be,
Leave me alone,
Let me fall apart,
Turn my heart to stone.

I’m dying inside,
Why can’t you see,
Of what I’m really doing,
How I’m harming me.

It burns in my chest,
This sorrow and pain,
Let this be over,
Let my life be slain.

I Hate My Name

I hate my name,
It fills me with regrets,
The part that means nothing,
And the part that belongs to pests.

I hate my name,
Part of my mom,
Part of my dad,
None of the things I’m glad to have.

I hate my name,
Reminding me of where I belong,
Among destroyers and thieves,
Internally, I try to be strong.

I hate my name,
Memories of a broken family,
Resurface each time its called,
Reminding me of each tragedy.

I hate my name,
They think that I’m a whore,
That’s all they’ll ever think of me,
That I’ll shoplift from every store.

I hate my name,
I cringe in disgust,
As I think about it,
I was born from rape and lust.

I was an accident,
That’s what I found out,
That’s when my name,
First came about.

Monday, June 18, 2012

Kill me

Tear out my guts,
Smash in my brain,
Claw out my heart,
But don't leave a stain.

Break all my bones,
Rip all my veins,
Drink all my blood,
Give me more pain.

Slice me to shreds,
Drown out my cries,
Stab all my wounds,
And watch while I die.

Freeze all my arteries,
Burn all of my skin,
Cut out my tongue,
Deepen your sin.

Carve into my flesh,
Flood both my lungs,
Pick out my eyes,
Now go load your guns.

Shoot at my skull,
Fracture my ribs,
Dissect my spine,
Mutilate my lips.

Hack at my neck,
Dislocate my hands,
Pull out my fingernails,
Scatter them across the lands.

Shove me in the furnace,
Cover the crime,
Kill me again,
In another lifetime.

Saturday, June 16, 2012

Butterfly Wings

Butterfly wings,
So black and blue,
Oh look, my dear friend,
They remind me of you.

Of the bruises you had,
Before you cast off,
Of how you lied,
And pretended to be tough.

Butterfly wings,
So fragile and big,
Now to see you,
I'd have to dig.

Deep in the earth,
Buried with sin,
You left us so quickly,
Like most of your kin.

Butterfly wings,
Its beauty doesn't last,
As I think of you,
I'm haunted by the past.

Of how those wings beat,
How sadly you flied,
How hurriedly you rushed,
Right before you died.

Butterfly wings,
Pulled off one by one,
After your hope was gone,
Your life was done.

I won't judge you,
For i am the same,
We both have sorrow,
That no one can tame.

Friday, June 15, 2012

No Going Back


Dim the lights,
And leave me to be,
Blow out the candles,
So I can’t see.

With full strength, I dig in,
No holding back,
I can hear the surface of my skin,
As it starts to crack.

I feel something warm,
In this sea of cold,
Fear is no option,
For now, I have to be bold.

Theres no turning back,
I’m going all out,
Not sure what I’m cutting at,
But my release is what its all about.

My breath starts to weaken,
As I feel this sensation,
My eyes start to flutter,
Once they close, they’ll never open.

I fall to the ground,
Its getting harder to breathe,
I see darkness and more darkness,
I guess its finally time to leave.

Never Good Enough


Fighting for worth,
And failing each time,
So I guess I’m nothing now,
As I watch others in their prime.

Better versions I see,
Clones that walk and run in the sun,
All more skillful and better than me,
I’ll be replaced with a trigger of a gun.

I was never wanted,
That much I know,
Of how I was never good enough,
As I was constantly compared to.

Remind myself,
Of what I couldn’t be,
So I gave up and gave in,
I finally stopped believing in what I see.

I no longer cared,
For what I lacked,
Burn all my hope,
Then take it back.

I don’t care anymore,
So I don’t aim high,
But that doesn’t mean,
That I don’t try.

But expected as always,
It doesn’t measure up,
To what THEY can do,
I know when its time to give up.

I’m hard on myself,
Always picking like them,
If I can’t even love myself,
What about others then?

Untitled


Blooming swords of anger spear through me,
Vicious red marks lay over my entire body,
They can't be seen but they can be felt,
For eons and eons have these ancient feelings dwelt,
They've been there with me and for me it seems,
For ever so long that it just feels like a dream,
Which were visions and which were truly real?
I don't remember making the Devil's deal,
But I can't remember much at all nowadays,
Love and faith now seem like child's play,
I think i'm done with the game, I'm done with the rules,
I'm done with those idiots, those morons, those fools,
Just waiting for them to finish their parts,
They they're done, They'll fly away like darts,
They'll work their way up and be on their way,
The madness inside me is the only one that'll stay,
Should I be grateful, Should I send it off?
Would I miss it when times get rough?
I don't care anymore, I just live as it is,
When its over, I'll welcome death with a kiss,
"What took you so long? Now take me away,"
That chaotic madness will now be at bay,
Free from the world and free from myself,
I finally did something that was good for my health,
Suffer no longer, the pain goes away,
The only bad side is, i'll never see another day.

Thursday, June 14, 2012

The Daily Scar



I can't sleep, it seems,
The ache in my heart keeps me awake,
Hush now, dear friend,
How many times must the surface of my skin break?

Be satisfied though,
For the length of my arm is full,
So beautiful is this abstract art,
But its hard hiding it at school.

Others like me,
I have met before,
They're NOT doing it for attention,
Their hearts are truly torn.

Level 3 depression,
In the corner of that room,
At least she's reaching for help,
While I sit in gloom.

I hear things,
Catches of whispers and cold,
My body always aches,
But silence is gold.

I live right under their noses,
Yet they couldn't see,
How much depression,
Was taking its toll on me.

And so I became their punching bag,
In numerous ways,
"I'm not afraid, I just gave up,"
I liked to say.

Self esteem,
Thats lower than low,
Always unsure and worried,
About what? I truly don't know.

My vision starts to blur,
As I grasp for support,
This often happens,
Always without effort.

It spins and it aches,
Then I collapse to the ground.
Few hours later,my friends find me,
And I ask them to shroud what they actually found. 

Numb



Slice through my skin,
Tear out my memory,
Bleed out my sorrow,
And leave me to be.

So numb is my limbs,
That I don't feel the pain,
Just scars and more scars,
Don't you dare call me insane.

My hurt becomes blood,
And leaks like a river,
This was never for the faint hearted,
When they see my condition, their lips start to quiver.

You have eyes but do not see.
Of what was truly happening to me.

Ignorance is bliss,
I know that quote well,
You could have saved me,
But you chose to be blind, that i could tell.

It doesn't matter now,
I don't trust enough to believe,
Whatever you say, good or bad,
Eventually, you're going to leave.

You were someone close to me,
Once upon a time,
I'm only left to remember,
Our friendship in its prime.

Go play in the sun,
With its blinding white light,
And I'll be always here,
Out of mind and out of your sight.

Its not that I don't care,
Its not that I hate you,
Its just that I gave up on everything,
That much is true.

Tuesday, June 12, 2012

Time For Bed

A kiss for the stars,
A lullaby for the moon,
For I'll be up there,
All too soon.

Send me to bed,
With a hole in my heart,
Why're you feeling guilty?
You've done your part.

You've been good to me,
Up to the very last,
Yes, I've counted,
But time's moving fast.

So turn off the lights,
And leave me to be,
Say goodnight,
Thats the last you'll see of me.

To die in my sleep,
Will be my ultimate wish,
I know, I've heard the comments,
I'm nothing but selfish.

But have you felt what i felt?
My pain and my sorrow?
Experience is something,
You simply can't borrow.

Don't act like you understand,
Cause I know you won't,
So, if your gonna judge me,
Then please, just don't.

Monday, June 11, 2012

Labyrinth Of Roses


The labyrinth I made,
The vows I swore,
To not believe in love,
Rot my heart to its core,

It winds around and around,
Never ending quite yet,
What have I done?
I calm myself and try not to fret.

I can’t get out,
I have no one to blame,
But myself you see,
The faults I claimed.

Those bushes have thorns,
As sharp as can be,
Like those words the other day,
Do you remember what you said to me?

They rip at my flesh,
They release all the pain,
The blood comes flowing,
And dissolve in the rain.

I let them get to me,
My wall was not strong,
So I made this fortress of roses,
I was so sure I wasn’t wrong.

Its fine to protect myself,
That’s what I thought,
Until I couldn’t get out,
No matter how I screamed and fought.

Trapped in my own world,
Where the sickly sweet smell overpowers me,
And thorns that grab and clutch,
They keep telling me not to leave.

But I’ve seen,
Those dead petals on the ground,
Those flowers aren’t forever,
Neither am I, but I am bound.

No one can find me,
Though some wander past,
I truly gave up,
The day after tomorrow will be the last.

Never again,
Am I to believe,
In anything  including happiness,
Or hope or to ever be free.

I’m just waiting,
For all of it to end,
To finally be at peace,
To never see this land again.

Tuesday, May 29, 2012

Irritation


This room is dusty, I dare say.
But I force the blades to will faster and faster.
Gone is my well trimmed bangs,
For upset I am, now that they lay in clusters.

Its hot and its annoying,
How this day had turned out,
Of misunderstandings and senseless tears,
In this sea of logic, there seems to be a drought.

Think what you wish,
Seems that I have no right to talk,
Everything is bullshit to you,
So I get up and walk.

Further and further,
There goes my mind,
Away from your nonsense,
Away from your treacherous binds.

I tried to be nice,
I tried to be kind,
But you think otherwise,
And think us as flies.

A fly has no brain,
It just eats and goes on its way,
If you see me like that,
Fine, I shall do the same.

But I know then,
You’ll  despise me even more,
For annoying you further,
Even if YOU had caused it so far.

So continue to scold,
Continue to nag,
Seems that I have no choice,
But to become a punching bag.

However, be warned,
If you continue to punch me,
One day in the future, I’m sure I’ll break,
You can’t pick up the pieces, it’ll be too late.

Friday, May 18, 2012

Madness In The Land Behind The Mirror (part 3)

My first Verse-like story. Inspiration initially from Alice Madness Returns AND The Original Alice Books(I'm a teeny bit obsessed with Alice at the moment). Reference from some of my own creations such as *My Candyland*


THE THIRD SHARD
______________


White chocolate balls as deadly as maces,
Candycane hooks so tall,
Rock sugar catapults on their way,
The devious locals had bared them all.

"I mean no harm!" I cried in despair,
"Cease and desist, please do!
I don't want to be killed, this isn't for real!
This definitely can't be true!"

Panting and puffing,
I then looked back,
They're stubby little legs,
Couldn't move so fast.

Something so peculiar,
I stooped down to see,
A swarm of dead flies,
All beneath a sugar lily.

"Don't touch! My dear Alice.",
A voice seemed to say,
"That poisonous beauty,
Is here to stay."

Poisoned beauties,
They stood all around,
"Everything's a danger!..."
I said while spellbound.

I took a few steps backward,
Thinking of how to escape,
But I fell right into a trap,
A liquorice one at that.

The ropes were strong,
The ropes were red,
The ropes were sticky,
Making them hard to tear.

I hung from a cotton candy tree,
Immobile and scared,
The locals soon found me,
And took me to his lair.

Strange machines lay left and right,
Freezing cold steel had blocked out light,
Behind me dragged my heavy feet,
My screams of fear did I keep.

Through clear sugar glass,
I then looked down,
The lowest floor consisted of the cellar,
In an ocean of syrup, could I drown.

Door after door,
We passed in the hall,
Now a thousand stories high,
Thats a long way to fall.

The gingerbread doors,
We passed in the hall,
Rattled and shook,
So "very" strong were those walls.

For the doors crumbled,
Into fine dust,
With each push from inside,
Manifested from bloodlust.

Up and up,
The stairs we climbed,
Into the sky,
Where the clouds never cried.

And on the ledge,
Was where he stood,
The psycho, the maniac,
The creator of cannibal food.

His mouth, lined with stitches,
Began to curve up,
"A new ingredient to experiment with?
Into the dump!"

"What? Wait! NO!"
Thats all i managed to say,
Before a huge purple snake,
Came to carry me away.

I was so close,
To that monstrous thing,
I could see the syrup pumping,
Through its veins.

The Candyman remained seated,
Looked around and paused,
The straitjacket he wore,
Showed how mad he truly was.

"A special delivery,
For the Black Queen herself,
A treat for her highness!
To show that she's nothing,
Regardless of wealth!"





On The Fence With A Smile

Courage and cowardice,
Giving up and strength,
Contradiction at its best,
While sitting on the fence.

Strong enough to let go,
Weak not to continue,
Brave to face the world,
Afraid to be the fool.

What to do,
What to do,
Human hearts,
Brave but few.

The world is cruel,
And so we fight,
But when face to face,
We choose flight.

Bravery and stupidity,
Safety and foolishness,
Should effort be wasted?
Or we be sent to the furnace?

Sloth is bad,
Passiveness is cowardly,
When left no choice,
To whom do we have loyalty?

To chance and hope,
To assurance and despair,
We can't choose both,
That wouldn't be fair.

Labels and looks,
Glares from all around,
No matter which we choose,
Rumors will always surround.

So much to worry,
So little we lived,
So blinded by our world,
Neglected was our greatest gift.

What to do next,
That's left on the list,
Or look up above,
And remember your wish.

To live happily,
With no regrets,
Nothing you'd change,
Every second your best.

Every morning's an extra,
Another present from God,
If its not valued,
Our story might reach its full stop.

Live like its you're best,
Enjoy while you can,
The wonders around you,
In this beautiful land.

So when the time comes,
You'd have your fill,
Not asking why or what if,
Or paying another bill.

Life is too short,
You've heard time and time again,
But it really is true,
It'll be too late to regret, then.

Thursday, May 17, 2012

Done

Ashes to ashes,
Dust to dust,
Let my sanity,
Rot and rust.

I'm done with the sadness,
I'm done with the pain,
Break my wounds open,
And summon the rains.

Eternal winter,
How sweet the sound,
Where pain is gone,
And memories bound.

Forgotten and dead,
Frozen and lost,
Our dearly departed,
Are now part of the frost.

When faith is gone,
And love is poison,
Reality kicks in,
And sends you back to prison.

The Floating World

Contradiction, so sweet its taste,
When self esteem is but a memory,
And your former self is left to waste.

The tormented soul leaves for the shadows,
Cloaked in familiarity and welcomed by the dark.

In a world where one doesn't need friends,
And you are your own person to hold or crush.

The floating world where nothing matters,
Where its useless to care about anything,
Anything that would eventually shatter.

Feelings of hope, trust, friends and family,
A hidden curse in its blessing,
The things that hurt us the deepest,
Where the numbed heart never stops bleeding.

Come with me to the floating world,
Where all is naught but dreams and shadows,
Where pain is beauty and beauty the breath of life.

No man is an island,
But could a mere mortal truly suffer THIS much?
THAT, they never did tell you, DID they?

Wednesday, May 16, 2012

Crying Skies

Thunder rumbled in the sky,
Heartsick heaven now starts to cry,
Tears of sorrow have reached the earth,
To breaths of life have they given birth.

Its blasphemy to make an angel cry,
They tear for the one's that died,
To those that had taken their own lives,
That suffered cuts and wounds made by lies.

Weapons don't hurt people,
We hurt ourselves,
Something humans don't understand,
Till they experience the fires in hell.

Its too late by then,
Tears and blood have gone to waste,
Memories and memorials are all that remains.

Statues of angels forever in mourning,
Celtic stone crosses buried in the ground,
Dead roses and such blow away with the wind,
In the bones of broken promises are we then bound.

Friday, April 20, 2012

Madness In The Land Behind The Mirror (part 2)

My first Verse-like story. Inspiration initially from Alice Madness Returns AND The Original Alice Books(I'm a teeny bit obsessed with Alice at the moment). Reference from some of my own creations such as *My Candyland*



THE SECOND SHARD
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"The mechanical creature,
Thats degrading as we speak,
Has been dead since the 52nd of last month,
The bones are only starting to become weak.

The king's most prized pet and weapon,
Was tampered with by the Blank Joker,
You could only imagine how,
He died less than proper."

"Off with his head I presume?"
"Mind you, The Queen Of Hearts holds no place in our talk,
Impaled through his bottom right through the mouth,
And never again did he get caught."

"Of course he couldn't!
He's already dead!"
"But that never stopped him, now did it?"
"Oh, you make no sense, you stupid cat!
Now run along and go chase a rat!"

"Don't attempt to re-summon me,
That would make you seem stupider than you really are,
But even YOUR level of madness is still in question,
Regardless, you're still the star.

Be wary of where you tread,
Though the Kimeron is gone and dead,
There're still more dangers that lie ahead,
Fun, isn't it? The world inside your head?"

"How rude, black cat!
Calling people mad!
I'm not I'm telling you!
Never will be, never had!"

He disappeared,
Out like a light,
But that didn't matter,
At least he was out of my sight.

I swear i had been talking for hours and hours,
Yet the sky still stayed scarlet red,
Had no time passed by at all?
If that was so, I'd never have to go to bed!

How strange it would be,
Never having to sleep at all,
Mother would never agree to it,
In fact, she'd be perfectly appalled!

Well THAT doesn't matter,
For she's not here with me,
But I wonder about the next time i see her,
I wonder when THAT will be?

Oh well, where shall I go to now?
Take a stroll to the Black Queen,
Or march to the Kings of Spade's castle?
I know, I'll choose neither!
Everything is such a hassle!

I'll just wonder around,
Till I find the exit,
I'd better start now,
If i am to find it.

Oh my, If only my dear sister could see,
How strange is seems,
The path is now made of rock candy!

Rock candy teeth?!
What sorcery is this?
Who could make such thing?
What a horrendous dish!

I looked behind me,
Its as I left it,
Barren and enamel,
Not sweet a single bit!

I squinted in front of me,
The path was going downhill,
To meet bubbling pools and lakes,
If I were to take a tumble, I'd be killed!

Each step so slow and timid,
Did I take while descending,
The more I walked the more chocolate I smelled,
Upon the path so winding.

I took in a deep breath,
No doubt, its chocolate for real,
I looked above me and had a shock,
You couldn't believe how it feels.

Candy cane clouds covered the skies,
The lightning colouring in more white,
Not far away in minty grass,
Did a pair of gummy bears did fight.

So savage they were,
Using jagged pieces of caramel to hurt each other,
With one leg off and another hand dangling,
It was hard to tell who was surviving.

"Where am I?" i asked myself,
What's happening here?
I shouldn't have been so stubborn earlier,
Is this something that I should fear?

There are more of them coming,
Snakes of red and green as well,
"Run, Alice, RUN! I heard a voice say,
Before they get you as well!"