HEARTACHE FOR ME

Linda heartache

Heartache is for me.
My heart yearns for thee.

Lies fall so easily from your lips.
They feel salty on my fingertips.

I must remain strong.
I hope I am wrong.

I need proof to trust you once more.
My heart is breaking at its core.

The salty mist soothes me.
The wind caresses me.

But I feel cold deep inside.
I need a safe place to hide.

ALONE IN THE WOODS

 

ALONE IN THE WOODS

Shadows follow me into the deep.

I walk while others are asleep.

The chill flows right through me.

I’m alone as you can see.

White sleepy lambs elude me.

Though I am where I should be.

Here in the forest on this path.

Sun will rise, it can do the math.

It will find me on this bench.

Next to the one with the stench.

It is past time for me to move on.

Before I’m found by what is now gone.

 

I WALK ALONE

I walk alone.
In dead silence.
The wind flees.
The moon hides.
Man stays clear.
I walk alone.
Death is my companion.
Fear is my weapon.
Hell is my home.
I walk alone.
THE DEAD GAME
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I walk alone.

In dead silence.

The wind flees.

The moon hides.

Man stays clear.

I walk alone.

Death is my companion.

Fear is my weapon.

Hell is my home.

I walk alone.

THE DEAD GAME

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INVISIBLE

INVISIBLE ME
Some days I feel empowered,
Ready to face any challenge
Life throws at me.
Other days I feel invisible,
A transparent copy of myself,
Feeling life fade away.
How do I remain strong?
I flicker and fade.
I’m transparent.
I must remain...

 

INVISIBLE

Some days I feel empowered,

Ready to face any challenge

Life throws at me.

Other days I feel invisible,

A transparent copy of myself,

Feeling life fade away.

How do I remain strong?

I flicker and fade.

I’m transparent.

I must remain strong.

I’m back.

 

DARK SHADOWS

coiour-my-world:
“ Koh tao sunset by Aylin Kinacioglu
”
Please don’t set.
Don’t remove your light.
Your warmth.
Your heat.
The nights are cold.
The shadows are long.
Their reach too immense.
Don’t allow the moon its space.
It brings pain with its...

 

coiour-my-world:

Koh tao sunset by Aylin Kinacioglu

Please don’t set.

Don’t remove your light.

Your warmth.

Your heat.

The nights are cold.

The shadows are long.

Their reach too immense.

Don’t allow the moon its space.

It brings pain with its touch,

Horror in its light,

Shadows in its path.

Please don’t leave me.

THE DEAD GAME

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DARK HOUSE

phoenix-in-ashes:
 
DARK HOUSE

Enticing.
Dark.
Deserted.
Dusty.
Eerie.
So many words
to describe the house.
Afraid.
Alone.
Reluctant.
Uneasy.
Too many words to describe
how I feel inside this house.
I will take it step by step.
One creaky step
followed by another.
Until I make it to the top.
What will I find there?
Creak, creak.
We will find out together.
Creak, creak.
Those weren’t my creaks.
I’m not alone in the house.
I’m leaving.
Bye.

SIT ALONE IN THE DARK

ALONE IN THE DARK
“I sit alone by the table.
I hear voices around me.
Sounds of movement.
Sounds of life.
I reach out.
I can feel the smoothness.
A plate.
A meal.
Smells waft by my nose.
Aromas of chicken.
Sweet smells of pudding.
Smells of...

 

SIT ALONE IN THE DARK


“I sit alone in the dark.
I hear voices around me.
Sounds of movement.
Sounds of life.

I reach out.
I can feel the smoothness.
A plate.
A meal.

Smells waft by my nose.
Aromas of chicken.
Sweet smells of pudding.
Smells of life.

What color is the food?
Is the sun shining in?
Are the faces around me young or old?
So many questions.

Questions I can’t answer.
I can never answer.
For I am blind,
Have been blind for years.”

The anguish my mother faced
For most of her life.
Her sight stolen from her
At a young age.

Loss of sight.
Loss of colors.
Loss of faces.
Loss of memories.

 

DEAFENING SILENCE

Desolate.
Alone.
Stark.
Cold.
Empty.
Sitting on a hill.
No houses nearby.
Only the comfort
of a bare tree.
The wind rattles
through my open beams.
Snow drifts in from my roof.
No peace.
Only cold.
And deafening silence.
Will it always be so?
Will the sun shine ever again?
Will horses return to my stables?
I could only wait and hope.