The Rope:
The rope digs deeper
the skin feels colder
the knots tied tightly
in my stomach
around my wrist
watching a part of me
slowly die
to feel alive
because I'm so dead inside
you ask me am I ok
yeah I'm just fine
stuck here breathing
Don't really want to die
but don't really
want to live
If I could
take a step back
end this tragjedy
this label nothing
empty post existence
before it started
take a page away
from the books
of dear departed
erase the stain
of conception
a brief inception
so I was never there
Give back
every breath of air
every atom
from the universe
this body stole
leave a vacant space
to replace this
hole
No second thoughts
as the rope pull taut
if it was just easy
I could just fade away
If it were easy
I'd not be here today.
I feel, the world
would be better this way
Kaloriinn, James. Mason
Corrupt Will:
I am the dying light
the last delight
the scream at the end of plight
the end of days
the start of ways
the glory upon
which the bloody soil lay
I am the caller
the beginning
the voice of your soul
sinning
the lie when you believe
you're winning
cry aloud
and say my name
timelessly inane
endlessly same
the voice you blame
to run from fault
standing at halt
wishing for more
greed upon glutton galore
spoils of the gifts given
un-saited upon infinite wine
within finite time
Kaloriinn, James. Mason
Lies:
lies
Broken skin and torn words
carry on the world always turns
shattered bones disfigured heart
all alone, blood and burns
never gone
go on young star light the sky
they say it
they were wrong never shone
not a star
I'm a beast a cur
a discarded shadow
never needed
uprooted, unheeded
going no where I settle and roam
no hope no home
razor's edge, always feels so cold
move along and it feels so warm
biting deep, no tears left to weep
I pray no soul for an eternity to keep
Kaloriiinn, James. Mason
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