This is a poem which I started co-writing with Shadys Devil…and winded up taking over lol and despite my best pleas to take some credit..he hasn’t (probably knows how crap it is)lol …. I just want to say thankyou to my mate Chris for inspiring me into this…so thanks :)

Eyes exposing this twisted storm i belong inside

reality caved in, wrapped in a constricting darkness around my head

a scavenger of breath, lusting after it like droplets falling from the unaccepted heavens above

trapped in this foggy resemblance of life, just drag my authorized body beyond my death bed

i relinquish from these demon tracks

this spiraling tainted green smoke

whistling into my every waking vision, the spirits of other worlds leaking in

bleeding into my heart of the voices that i am helpless to provoke

the seeping in of darkness of what appears to be dampened down remnants of a fire

no wait, that is only a glimpse into where light became my past

not even burnt sticks brake my ground with noise now, just corrupted ash eats away at my feet

did i step into a portal of the indecisive unknown? will this empty place stuck in time be my last?

the black rain, whispering my name, my guilty narcotic

ripping me apart, driving denial running with fear up out of my veins, exploding in stains

screaming their place as my memories implode

on the outside crimson tides explode, ruins of a life told in stains

the haunted wolves of broken dreams are shrieking, demanding time

scars of light piercing through the window of this room

their blame is dancing, penetrating noise of overbearing howls

striking down in blows, daggers driving through this forbidding gloom

what have my actions become? i am only a pleading shadow of ambitions tossed

they’ve ran away as quick as the bolts, frightened into the distance

i long to kiss the rain beating on the window Paine, but i am lost

unveiling my vision to only depressed nails, a world of hurt

no one attempting to break down my doors, is there anyone who cares?

to evoke my now drawn out wonders and parade in fluorescent colours

instead of being crushed under this burden of this life i am living through nightmares

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  • shadysdevil on Jun 13, 2010

    Lolll, cheers Rhi :) ) Nah, I just think you put more into it, I know inspiration from one can lead to an incredible other, but ok, i will take some credit, but you should claim the majority :) )

  • Johanny Lisbeth on Jun 13, 2010

    This is nice, it’s not crappy at all! nowhere near :)

  • drelayaraja on Jun 14, 2010

    Wonderful :)

  • Ranjan Mathews on Jun 14, 2010

    After the inspiration
    Some heady perspiration
    Needs bottling and marketing
    Fetching cash jingles’ harvesting.

  • babyjingles1231 on Jun 14, 2010

    omg, i loved this!!!!!!!! Evidently, I’m not the only one!!! I think we have a lot in common… Thank you for sharing,,,,,,,,, everything:) Paula<3

  • Tom Woodside on Jun 14, 2010

    That was a well writen piece. Thank you!

  • TwiKnight on Jun 14, 2010

    A poem full of vivid imagery… pray I can still sleep after reading this! :P

  • suhail on Jun 14, 2010

    very sweet and dark … just the way i like em !

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