oracle

oracle

A Poem by joshua deathdealer
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05/2012

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What have I done..

words have come into being

spoken from the mouth of my mind

animating the very horror I want to try and hide 

                       this is no game

                      I am no demigod 

art is a reflection of within

               the darkness that has built upon the walls of my heart

peels like paint

coming off in layers as I strip myself of its allure 

its comforting way

the death of me is accepting it

                        to give in is to die

to let go of the pain is life

© 2012 joshua deathdealer


Author's Note

joshua deathdealer


Romans 10:9-11
9 That if thou shalt confess with thy mouth the Lord Jesus, and shalt believe in thine heart that God hath raised him from the dead, thou shalt be saved.
10 For with the heart man believeth unto righteousness; and with the mouth confession is made unto salvation.
11 For the scripture saith, Whosoever believeth on him shall not be ashamed.

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Wicked. Really awesome poem with the metaphors and similies of the wall of your heart peeling like paint. The whole thing reminded me of this character from this show called Heroes I think. There was this character that was an artist that was basically an oracle. Everything he saw though basically, was death and torture. The true ugliness in life. Anyways your poem reminded me of him. It was as if you painted his soul perfectly with words. Also, what Emily Burns with explanation of art is never being pretty. To be honest the truth is never really pretty and most of the best artwork comes from a tortured soul or based off a tortured world. Sad really.

Posted 8 Years Ago


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to give in is to die
to let go of the pain is life

I read that as, to give into pain is to die and to let go of pain is to live. Not sure if that's how you meant it but very good write :)


Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

If I peal back the layers and look to the truth inside I simply cannot hide from the fact that even I have done things that i am not proud of. If I let go of the pain though how will I ever live with myself. Dam I have read some amazing words today. Thank You for sharing this with me. It was a pleasure to read to be sure.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

A strong and almost argumentative piece that relates the carry of wording, well done, good read.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

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Bloody powerful work with force and love of life combined. Truly wonderful work, from the theme to the handling of the language. In others hands it would be plodding, but in skilled hands.... Damn you're good. Nice to see you posting back on here man.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

wow i love it keep writing i love reading them

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

well done.. I am awed by the soul's passion..

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is how I feel most of the time.. You summed it up so quickly. well done

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

very nice poem i like it very much, you are very talented

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This was a great write. There is darkness everywhere, but you do have to find the light eventually. The scriptures you chose really do fit with this. And it's true. Every one should truly understand like you are. Thanks for sharing.

Posted 11 Years Ago


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i read your words twice, and then i read the verse from romans and pondered

i got a sound lecture because of the poem your review prompted yesterday, but art is truth and truth is art, and there is release in being really honest even if it isn't always pretty

i wrote some words once,

i will be my own greatest work
when i surrender

you've just reminded me, thank you

Posted 11 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.


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Casket City, FL



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