Twilighted SecretsMy mind is an eclipseMostly a soft-whitened pureness,Occasionally looked through with heatLike it's a breakable, fragile glass.While that heated light shines,Twilight appearsSaving the hidden secretsThat are ever searched for.Yet even the heavenly twilightOffers starring breaks if shine,Revealing in gleams,The thoughts that nobody knows.My mind is a lost, twilighted secret,Found in the amazement of eclipse,Lost true to the gleams of itself,Strong like fragile glass.
Disguised TimeTroubled by images madeHellish by the thoughts that once Enticed me under your curseEcstasy does not come from Letting you take overEvery part of my beingManipulating my very thoughtsEntering deep in my soul, becauseNow I will be yoursThe day I dieOverturned by the hatred Felt upon my body from youTrying these endless escapes youImitate by me as I'm foundMerely helpless on this cold, Empty floor you've left me laying onI'm running away from this, yourSore face burns in me for eternity Affinity lingers painfully within meDesecrating my mind is the memory,Infinitely looping our past.Sugary-sweet times are longGone, they were only lies butUselessly my mind remembers,Infinitely looping the past. Seeing what was, and wishing blindE
Patient's WishesAll I want to know is when my actionsWill become my very last...Will my skin's nerves last long enoughTo experience summer's next heat?Shall my eyes bear that sun to the pointWhere I can view next Spring's bloom?If my nose can breathe in the scent againOf the sweets baked by my youngest?May my tongue taste once more the mintThat tells me the start and end to a day?Can these ears last to a point whereThey'll never have to hear a dead-line screech?I simply have the wish to liveOr at least know to give up now or later...
Animalistic DemonArchers let loose, their arrows to theMass that lies in the bear emptiness.Imagining a life of... freedomEach night is simply a painful wonder, if IVentured through the evening's fall to letEternity take a chance to keep me if I broke,Never turning back to the peace in normality.Hearts have shattered, and more will breakUnder the pressure of non-existing existenceMutating its way through a snaked edge ofAn impossible route that still deems to beNaturally followed by this longing want.Over the spines and vines that wish my bodyRendered dead, yet still I continue through.Another day full of knowledge I wish I neverMet so that freedom could win both sides.Inside a body lies the two both, one near the break.Searching for an option that could lease me in anImitation that maybe society could understand, yetMeaningless in everyon
Stereotypical SuicideSuicide is not a stereotype.Not everyone has a family,Nobody who lives for their care,Nobody who wants them around,Nobody who helps them through life,Suicide is not a stereotype.Not everyone has friends,Not a person there for a simple hug,Not a person existing for a reassuring look,Not a person around to leave the words,Suicide is not a stereotype.Not everyone has a home,No place to live and feel happy in so,No place to live without leaving again,No place to live to avoid the truth,Suicide is not a stereotype.Not everyone has a love,Nothing there to hold them in warm arms,Nothing there for a kiss to remember,Nothing there to be a greatness in life,Suicide is not a stereotype.Not everyone has a someone,"Don't do it - for your family They mean nothing to me anymore,"Don't do it - for your friends" Friends? What friends? They don't exist,"Don't do it - what about home"