My VeilA Poem by October Oblivion
How I see myself, basically whenever I think of him.
This placid anguish, this soul-crushing blackness...You watch as I cry...my blood-stained tears, silkened, caressing the corners of my cringing, bloodshot eyes. They all saunter past me, regarding me 'demonic' and 'useless'. I watch the bride--trembling with ecstasy--meander forth euphorically, gazing into the triumphant eyes of her lover. I watch her father, clenching his fists whilst trying to remain civilized. And I ponder. Where art my reason for existence? I sit in the background, not fully remaining unnoticed as they glare venomously at my wardrobe, casting glances of superiority at me. A shimmering blade gazes before me, beseeching me forth, screaming my name in carnal agony. Why go on? I was broken--my searing, acid-coated hell blotches my soul once more, my heart, a mere unravelling thread, my soul, a single strand of hopelessness. I refrain, although imagining my limp, pallid body in a pool of my crimson, drenching blood, seeping slowly, removing all forms of sadistic torture...and of you. I smile, watching the first dance, the bride laying her eager head upon her Knight-In-Shining Armor's heaving, enthusiastic chest. Their kiss, heartbreakingly sweet, though I cringe. I had known this all too well before. Ugh...I shudder at these perished memories, as paroxysms of masochism intertwines in my unquenched, bereft soul...I am shrouded in a black and crimson veil, deeper and more opaque than that of his blushing bride's translucent, alabaster veil. It is time to go, to retire to home... I let the numb overtake me... All on a beautiful October day...
© 2012 October Oblivion
AboutHi, my name is October! XD I'm a Pisces and an astrology freak, so if I ask, just know that's why. XD Love is the slowest form of suicide... My soul was once pierced with the deadly double-edged blade.. more..