In shadows deep where whispers
Weaved
A tale of death that mournful eve
Demons of self taunted and teased me
A haunting void,Desperation in my tears deployed
No ears to hear my warnings cried
In silent puddles my tears disguised
Her flaws and chaotic hush
In the symphony of silence Deaths sinister shush
Deaths flaws poisoned mine
In every turn chaos taunts my mind
A haunting void screaming, unrefined.
I seethed from the pain which is trapped in the corner of
My overcrowded brain
In my dark domain corruption danced
a mindless waltz
In the shards of what I called my fault
I suffocated in the aftermath of my missteps
Entrapped in the greediness of my regrets
A lone shard pierced through my beaten heart
Navigating its way into unsewn cracks
I heard its frail whimpers
Lost in the abyss of criticized laughter
narrating the beginning of deaths happy ever after
I looked at the picture painted; a war unfurled
The smell of flesh lingers in the air of a burning world
Her sultry voice a nightmarish drone
Death envious self stole my throne
The girl forgotten in silent dread
Her faceless plea ignored unread
Consequences echoed unheard cries
But no one listens as despair dies
Her heart's lament, a muted song,
Lost in the void, where dreams go wrong.
A plea unanswered, a tear unseen,
In the tapestry of life, a tattered seam.
A late question echoes, consume my mind
Blind to answers elusive to find
Is it all my fault the path she tread
That I did not hear the faceless dread?
In my head consequences were sown
Yet others reaped what i had known
Words of wisdom lost on me
Who still chose her side too be set free
My time came it ended
Yet i still wonder at the pieces shredded
Left At my door that i didn't notice until now
The pieces of my own sanity, knowing I broke my vow
I looked to their disappointment driven face
The people have no knowledge that
death taint my faith
I tried so hard to ignore her laughter
That keep echoing in my hallowed hell
My head a forgotten chapter
I crawl in the corner and hid
The criticism hitting me until i fell to my knee
Not praying but hoping death grip
Will loosen just a bit.
My mother warned me about my reckless tongue
That it will break the string from beneath my crooked form
But I never listen
I never do
I sat on my pedestal criticizing my kin when deep inside of me is a
Overflowing poisonous gin
When will I stop myself?
I never do
I talk about wars inside my head
But maybe i am just imagining things
it is so hard to tell
Will I ever stop myself?
I never do
The dreams escaped in to my reality
Death my psychotic fiend
She never listens to me
Will I ever stop myself?
I don't think i will ever stop myself
Death won she consumed my mind
Ash fills my lung
I still look at the burning world
Deaths domain
It did not even begin to fade
The consequences shown for harboring my pain
Written by Kerjean Rithal.