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I'm afraid I dove too deep
malignant weeds
twist and weave
I'm not able to breathe
strange shadows surround me
I can feel unusual creatures brush up against me
my heart races
white spots cloud my vision
malignant weeds
twist and weave
I'm not able to breathe
strange shadows surround me
I can feel unusual creatures brush up against me
my heart races
white spots cloud my vision
Literature
Death Blossom
Imagine if you will,
a flower in a glass cage.
Unable to breathe, yet keeping its beauty;
It dies of both circumstance and age.
Imagine now how you'd taken my heart,
Tossed it in a box and threw away the key...
It tried to beat its way out of the enclosure,
but in the end, there was nothing left of me.
And so I laughed, a sound most melancholy,
As I press the barrel against your head.
The only flower that will satisfy me,
Is the rose that blooms when you're finally dead.
Literature
full circle
When winter's clutches release
the last snow leaving us in peace
the wind slows, warms, welcomes
the sun it charms, flirts, beckons
everything white evolves to brown and green
Springtime emerges, it's embrace serene
Growth all round us, the trees are reborn
roses abound with fistfuls of thorns
The summer sun's greedy, taking command of the sky
bleeding sunsets glorified
for that heat we thank the sun
and say a sincere goodbye when Autumn has begun.
the leaves, they color, then wither and curl
get caught in the wind and leisurely swirl
landing gracefully they carpet the land
and fade away at winter's command.
Literature
In Spiration
so you fill your pockets with dirt
and plant fistfuls of memories
praying that someone will shoot
but the only thing that grows
is disillusionment
so indifference keeps the lighter to the spoon
and you draw up every drop of lost souls
aching to taste the ones you had
but some deaths
are bigger than other deaths
so you're only human
and to survive you've done terrible, terrible things
unbelieving in the promises of future
but this
is not the end
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that's kinda halloweenish. is this a dream or a nightmare you had? still i love it and i guess we are back to the dark stuff..... don't get me wrong, i love it but this is spooky and albeit creepy. nothing to do with horror but this is more like suspense. it is a really good 2 or more part kinda poem. take your time slowly.