Mockingjay

Thursday, May 23, 2013

Back Again

Once again the sky grows dark,
Light abandoning this greyish realm,
Shadows return to their sacred homeland,
Malice and sorrow overwhelm.

What was pure now ashen black,
As peace now flees from chaos,
The midnight flame rips open old wounds,
The pain then engulfed the lost.

Everything, everything torn into bits,
They submit to this chain reaction,
A result of an endless pit of lies,
This terrible act of self destruction.

'Welcome home, mistress' they cackle in glee,
Their souless beings gather,
The familiar ice crept into me,
Numbing everything that ever mattered.

Frost and snow appeared at last,
Blanketing the damage done by rage,
Turning anguish and sorrow into beauty,
Continuing from its severed page.

Isolated and frozen, my heart remembers well,
Though the pages are tattered and torn,
But just a glance with tear filled eyes,
One would not read but mourn.

Deep down in this forsaken trench,
I'm back in my abyss,
Clipping away what once were wings,
And kissing the light goodbye with bloody lips.

Wednesday, May 22, 2013

Final moments

Just one shot,
And it was all gone,
No more games, no more pain,
It was the end of the song.

That ringing blast,
Echoing in my ears,
As metal his flesh,
There's no time for tears.

Say goodbye,
The split second of a breath,
Inhaling those last moments,
Right before greeting death.

Lights flash like stars,
Twinkling out of sight,
Just like my own miserable life,
Pitch black against the light.




Tuesday, May 21, 2013

Round and Round

Round and round this ride doth go,
Faster and faster then it did before,
It creaks and groans under the weight it bore,
Dismantling itself till it was no more.

Round and round it goes alone,
Till even the trees had turned to stone,
Hidden and abandoned, its existence never known,
Through the years, only its pain had grown.

Be rid of this world, is what it wished,
Spinning faster and faster on its little axis,
A strange creature that no one will miss,
It wanted to greet death with a welcoming kiss.

Insanity is poison, insanity is kind,
Manifesting within all different types of minds,
Though everything is but a bitter lie,
It somehow takes away the fear to die.

So round and round their sick minds go,
Rocking between realms, to and fro.
Entrapped in this intricate web of limbo,
In every single second, they live their woes.

Disintegrate, my tortured dear,
Soon there will be nothing to fear,
So wipe away that broken tear,
For you are about to depart from here...