Sadness
Sadness is here…
How long it stay
Alone I fall
Black Ice Crack
Swim Deep…
Out of Breath now
Tears won’t Come
They Pity Me Not…
Not one shed of Relief…
I Start to Bleed… Watch not
I will not…
I… Shall not
Appoligize
And so I need
The Warmth…
Of the Wounded Heart…
The Fallen Star
For me… No Ark
I Spin to Face you…
And Offer you this
I Strike at Thee…
With Eyes so Dark
I Take Thine Breath
Your Last…
I Release you
My Pain is my own…
Not yours to Bare
You are Unharmed… I Swear
I Stare with Vacant Gaze…
The Light Behind The Green…
Has gone out
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Sadness
Posted in Entertainment, Life, Poetry, Scribblings with tags Blackness, Fallen, loss, Sadness on January 16, 2012 by darkjade68
Blackness
Posted in Poem, Poetry, Scribblings with tags Blackness, Sadness, Waiting on November 28, 2011 by darkjade68
Blackness
Blackness, I’m tired of running from you…
So instead I sit here taking a beating
I have not the strength to bat you off… No
My Flesh grows tattered, my Heart is Torn
And Yet… I’ve surrounded myself with love
And Warmth
And Hope
Like a Chess Match with a Blind Man…
Yet I am still out matched
Like a Swim with Weighted Boots…
I Sink in it, and wait at the bottom for it to Pass
Waiting…
Bloop… Bloop
The Bubbles Pass
I Check my Time Piece, but it appears to have Faltered
The Submersion seems to have gotten the better of it
Water Floods it’s many gears
And Countless Circuits
And the Lines grow Heavy on it’s Face
Bloop…
I shall wait for this to pass…
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Despair
Posted in Poem, Poetry, Scribblings, Writing with tags Blackness, Despair, Sadness on September 12, 2011 by darkjade68
~Despair~
In my weaker moments…
I sometimes find my hands tied behind my back
My Face pressed hardly against the Wood Floor
Or was it Marble, I forget
And your Dark Breath against the back of my Neck
“Easy now boy… You’re not going anywhere…”
Ah yes, I remember you sir
The Splinters from the Wood, and the Coldness of the Marble
Do Strike my Memory
“Hush…” he’d say “Hush and just listen…”
But this was no easy task for me…
For I most disliked Pain, and the Like
“You are a clever one…” he’d whisper
But I was too wise to take this as a Compliment
And the bindings would start to loosen…
“Ahhh… Hold you now, hold you…”
As the Shroud that was his Blackened Cape
Would begin to shatter with Pins of Light
“HOLD!!”
But it was no use, I’d turn on the floor and face him
My Hands pressed firmly Against his Chest
“Be Gone You…”
The Light would come from within me
My Arms Glowing Blindedly
“You have no Power over me…”
And he would Screech “Ahhhhhhhhhhh… Boyyyyy”
And he was gone
And I was fine
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