Paper

The paper breaks

Red stains the carpet

This pain is a comfort

Compared to missing

 

My senses dull and incomplete

The scent yet lingers in my bones

 

The gentle touch of the ocean

Amazes me enormously

 

The light of the moon

Scrapes the distant shore of my table

Faced down in the distorted ocean

Of tears on my floor

 

The blood runs

I’m helpless

 

Crippled from the pain

Inside of me

The soulless vessel that

I’ve become

 

I’m gone

Far from this world

Lost beyond these

Distant calling of

Sirens

 

Witches in the night

Holding my heart

Screaming aloud

Take

It

All

Away

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I bowed to king scum

I fell deeper and answered to no one

 

The paper cracks

Red clouds my eyes

I break

Suddenly I’m left defeated

Reviews

[White_lily]

amazed again, keep up the good work :)

[Serenity Faith]

Striking with every word. The image it passes is vivid with it's emotions. Pain and sadness seems to be your biggest amo when loading your weapon, the pen.

[rnuff]

This is quite amazing, Love the wording, can feel the emotions.

[Coyote Poetry]

The poem is amazing. I like the flow of description. I like the thoughts and the struggle in the words.
"I’m gone
Far from this world
Lost beyond these
Distant calling of
Sirens"
I like the strong ending to the excellent poem.
Coyote

[Dayran]

A great depiction of the death of an impulse and its rebirth. To be left soulless and to rediscover again the touch of the ocean brings a renewed experience of the world and ourselves. A marvellous description.

[BIIKAY]

oooooo THIS IS GREAT! the way you describe pain is very deep and passionate. loved it!!

[Tattered Teddy]

Very awesome! I am glad to read your writing as always and I totally relate as ever to your subject matter.