"What use is there in saying 'I love you' when almost instantly preceding this I think, 'I despise you. Burn'?
For you and I, there is no distinction. Whatever is conjured within my torn soul - shredded by your malice - punctures my enflamed heart, now swollen from your toxins. It is no use resisting, for you return, uninvited - a phantasm gently reaching for my spine, splicing my soul from within.
Freezing fires kill me; revive me; hold me.
Screaming with echoes of euphoric horror as I
watch your scythe draw near.
My lungs, drowning in your cruelty, draw no air,
My breath evaporates - my blood dies -
Eyes remain - petrified, molten:
'I mean no harm, I have come to love you'.
Every
word
scolds
each twisted hair on my corpse
scratching deep into my soul.
Air abandons me;
- I do not blame you -
now the fires steam as they
die
All that remains is my broken soul
- it reeks of death
scathed, black, putrid
by your simple touch -
Let me out. Don't come back to me, you keep me from my dreams. I do not want you; Love does not want you.
But love cannot simply be brushed onto empty pages".
Copyright © JRFB 2012
I am drawn to writing about the inspiring entities of Life, the world and myself, not only through my own creativity, but through interpretations of others' energy and passions.
Showing posts with label mind. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mind. Show all posts
Monday, 1 October 2012
Loving Through Lies
Labels:
agony,
Beauty behind a pane of glass,
blood,
body,
creative writing,
first person,
hatred,
heart,
internal conflict,
love,
lyrics,
mind,
monologue,
pain,
poem,
poetry,
soliloquy,
soul,
speech
Thursday, 9 August 2012
Mirror
The swirling, circling shrouds of smokey death
pervade the specks of mystery surrounding this abyss -
Bottomless
Soulless
Gloom.
Twisting and writhing, the central orbs turn serenely:
a children's carousel
Reversed -
Decelerated -
Perpetual -
When I see them, fear clots in my blood
Fear of being lost.
Fear of dying
Fear of denying all chances of bliss to myself.
Two dark pools of hell stare through
my vanquished soul
My own deep wells shrink in horror.
I am lost -
Copyright © JRFB 2012
pervade the specks of mystery surrounding this abyss -
Bottomless
Soulless
Gloom.
Twisting and writhing, the central orbs turn serenely:
a children's carousel
Reversed -
Decelerated -
Perpetual -
When I see them, fear clots in my blood
Fear of being lost.
Fear of dying
Fear of denying all chances of bliss to myself.
Two dark pools of hell stare through
my vanquished soul
My own deep wells shrink in horror.
I am lost -
Copyright © JRFB 2012
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