I see him in the dark corner...
He cries
For everything he has lost...
He cries
Slowly decaying, poor mourner...
I see him lost in thought...
He cries
Thinking of his long lost loved ones...
He cries
His scars show that death is what has sought...
I look at him through the glass wall
His tears have become crimson
I saw when he was tall
And then I saw him fall
I see him as he sits alone
He cries and bleeds on his own
So much he has to atone
He cries...
Oh, how much has he cried?
How much?
How much have I cried?
Forgiveness of the dead. by midnightdream2, literature
Literature
Forgiveness of the dead.
The stench of a rotting corpse,
The ache of a lost love,
Tears flow like a river,
And I cough till there's nothing left.
Blurred images,
And fading memories,
It's astonishing how everything fades at the sight of death.
And you're left with nothing but an ache,
An empty void in the middle of your chest,
With a stinging in your throat .
Soft cries,
And gentle pleas,
Begging for the forgiveness of the dead.
If tomorrow were to cease to exist,
I would go on living just one day more,
One more day to say goodbye.
I imagine the world overgrown,
A jungle, a field of wheat grass,
Rising up to mid calf.
This is the tomorrow,
The world we will never see,
The lost land where everything has gone dark.
And I ask you one favor,
To stay one day more,
To wade in the creek with me.
To stay just one day more,
And lay out under the night sky,
Number the fireflies as if they were stars.
One more day,
To pick berries in the bushes,
Speak broken and forbidden words.
And in a moment we will be no more,
Not forgotten, simply vanished,
Becoming a p
Please Don't Understand by Blue-Fire-likes-pie, literature
Literature
Please Don't Understand
Understand that it's not my fault if I don't wake up tomorrow. Understand I never blamed you. Please understand that if I could take all the pain they put you through, I would. Understand that it was never my right to feel hurt. Understand I couldn't ever do anything about it. Understand that when I talked about it, when I tried to do something, it was always wrong and led me further away from humanity. Understand that I wasn't allowed to do this. Understand it's a rule; I am to never hurt myself on purpose. Understand that I can not break a promise like that, a promise to a friend. Because after I made that promise I made it again to myself.
where do you exist, dear soul?
Or do you exist at all?
Are you here in my hands
Or floating away to distant lands?
Where do you exist, dear soul?
Are you in my heart,
beating through my blood
Or being dragged behidn me in mud?
Where do you exist, dear soul?
Are you in the skies
Known as the hevens? Or
Are you in a place of horror?
Where do you exist, dear soul?
Or do you exist at all?
Can i choose what i do
Or is it all planned out?
Do you exist, dear soul?
Or are you just lore
that humans made up
to calm themselves down?
Do you exist, dear soul?
Or are we electros,
protons and nuetrons buzzing
a course planned out, w
No More
I want to carve my heart out!!!
I don't want it no more!!
I can't handle this pain that lies
Inside anymore...
It is too much to handle,
Too much to bare...
Just give me the knife
So I can end it all here!
Or if not that way...
Let me slash at my wrists,
Making deep cuts and watching
The blood drip...
My life means nothing,
For I can't handle it no more!
This heart has been hurt too
Much and I can't handle it
Anymore...
I want the pain to end,
To just go away.
I want it to end today,
To all fade away...
Just to close my eyes
And slumber always....
An endless sleep,
Where nothing resides...
Just the darkness a