Mockingjay

Tuesday, March 6, 2012

Surrender

The lost of something you never had,
Can you still feel its pain?
That feeling, when you have nothing left,
Oh, how sweet the sound of the mourning rain.

Worthlessness, it burns in my mind,
Those foul words run deep,
When you can't please the world,
When you're dreams are all asleep.

Asleep or in a coma?
Will they ever wake up again?
Are they dead beyond revival?
Or have your hopes been slain?

Is there any use in trying anymore?
When you know you are going to fail?
I no longer have the strength,
All i can do, is tell my tale.



Monday, March 5, 2012

Sweet Lullaby

My nostalgic melody,
The sweet pain of the past,
Back when all was right,
But nothing was meant to last.

My symphony of sorrow,
Of which tears do accompany,
The steady flow of memories,
Passes by continuously.

My most painful rhapsody,
Plays ever so slowly,
Note by note it taunts me,
Yet i can't do anything to stop it.

My everlasting concerto,
Hand in hand, away we twirled,
Griped me tight with ice cold hands,
Swaying to the curses of the world.

My haunted sonata,
Nightmares come to life,
Reminding me of my past deeds,
Bringing with it, the sharpest knife.

My last serenade,
The song without words,
Where one fades into the light,
While clinging on to life's last chords.





Thursday, March 1, 2012

What brought the fire...

A storm of fire,
Floods through her veins,
Beams fell apart,
Leaving blood stains.

Screams and cries,
Fill the night air,
What's Alice to do?
Their fate, shall she share?

Go Alice,
Run from the fire,
Through the ashes,
Before the flames get higher.

The only survivor,
All of them dead,
No where to go,
Was this all in her head?

Her mind is destroyed,
Wonderland's in ruins,
Couldn't accept their deaths,
The fire couldn't have done them in.

Thats what she kept saying,
Thats all she talked about,
No one believed her,
She was sent to be sorted out.

A decade in a madhouse,
Still did no good,
The asylum was useless,
The hallucinations she withstood.

A doctor so sinister,
None would have guessed,
He tried to hypnotize her,
To forget the rest.

The clues, an ignorant child,
Would have easily missed,
But once an adult,
Was easy to list.

Fragment after fragment,
She pieced on her own,
With the help of her wonderland,
Now a ruthless killzone.

Monsters replaced strange beings,
Cats, flowers and cards,
Now guardians of the realm,
Similar to asylum wards.

After numerous kills,
Each enemy resembled,
A person she'd met,
Both worlds then crumbled.

Liar, fraud, murderer!
That voice in her head did yell,
The doctor was hiding something,
A secret he never did tell.

A grudge so deep,
He couldn't forgive,
He snuck in the mansion that night,
He won't let them live.

He went to the library,
A firetrap waiting to happen,
The flames engulfed all the paper,
It was too late when they awakened.

He killed her sister,
Before the fire,
Died to unknown causes he told them,
That bloody liar!

His final plan,
His last wicked scheme,
Was to erase Alice's memories,
And sell her to bastards that were just as mean.

But that didn't happen,
He didn't expect what was next,
For in the next poem,
You'll know what he finally gets.






Wednesday, February 29, 2012

Giant Black Scissors

Giant black scissors,
Have you ever thought such thing?
Of how sharp those blades are,
Of how much sorrow they could bring.

One small slip,
Could end it all,
Oh look, can't you see it?
Theres blood on the walls.

What happened here?
Can't you tell?
I think its obvious,
Someone fell.

Blades of steel,
Pierced her dainty neck,
Sprawled on the floor,
Her body's a wreck!

She fell down the stairs,
The poor dear,
In the house by herself,
Now her soul resides here.

The funeral plays,
Gloomy and slow,
They've come to say goodbye,
But her spirit won't go.

She doesn't understand,
Why mommy is crying,
She doesn't understand,
The roses they were buying.

The flowers they left,
Upon the ground,
She stood next to them,
And made a frown.

Why were they leaving?
One at a time,
Were they coming back?
Why were they leaving her behind?

Rest in peace,
Oh young one,
Time to move on,
Look around you,
Everyone's gone.

So take my hand,
And i'll lead you above,
Pay no attention,
To those noisy doves.

They fly in and out,
Of our realm so high,
But they can never say a word,
Because God made them shy.

Spirits have their own secrets,
Humans have theirs,
They'll learn ours someday,
Sometimes in their prayers.





Monday, February 27, 2012

A pirate's love

The blinding sunset in your eyes,
The spray of the sea against your skin,
The sense of freedom in your wings,
The feeling that you finally belong, deep within.

Free from the chains that bind your body,
Free from the words that bind your heart's desire,
Free from the duties that bind your very soul,
Free from the punishments and gun fire.

On the sea, where we take refuge,
Where you can roam to your heart's desire,
Like another worldly experience,
However, we also have consequences that are all so dire.

The dangers are different,
Death comes in strange forms,
Trust no one that's just like you,
Lest be prepared to face the storm.

She is our love, our home and our own,
The sea, the ever-raging tempest,
Untamed and ruthless,
Though others deny it, we agree, that she rules the rest.

The sea giveth life,
Which she can taketh back,
Be on your toes, respect thy majesty,
And maybe you won't end up in the depths so black.




All's fair in love and war

We committed the perfect crime,
I stole your heart, and you stole mine,
What you didn't know,
Was that my heart would be forever thine.

Play with my heartstrings,
Reduce them to ash,
It was my fault to begin with,
For being so rash.

I trusted you then,
Something i shouldn't have done,
Now i pay the price,
The pain of a million guns.

Fury and rage,
Locked inside a regretful heart,
Too much to bear,
Revengeful vendettas are about to start.

What happened to our wounded love,
Now locked in battle at each other's throats,
What happened to our vows that day,
At the bottom of the ruthless sea like sunken boats.

Forgotten and starved,
Still it remained,
Deep down inside,
We can both still feel its pain.

Friday, February 24, 2012

Only Human

The sunset hides blistering rage,
Disappearing behind the mourning moon,
Of all that had been and could have been,
Have all been swept away by sand dunes.

Grain by grain,
The sands of time falls,
It manipulates us,
In this world, we are only dolls.

To live our lives,
Day by day,
Never aware,
Of what we say.

The pain we cause others,
The scars we leave,
The justice that calls out,
And the web of vendettas we weave.

In our own destruction,
Do we make our path,
Surely to stop,
Is not too big a task?

To cease and desist,
To see what is right,
To realize truth,
To step into the light.

Have no regrets,
Thats what they say,
Do they honestly believe that,
Every single day?

Practice what you preach,
The common saying goes,
It means nothing,
If in your garden, nothing grows.

Only weeds with thorns,
Full of hatred and sin,
Hidden by a pretty face,
You'll probably end up in the bin.

Trash is what you are,
Useless to all,
You'd probably answer,
Only when the devil calls.