I fear the waning of the moon;
Reflecting fleeting strength of mind as I walk through the night.
Rain falls:
Each drop another fright as I brave the dark and seek that light.
If I falter...
Sheer winds tear down walls of self, constructed over a lifetime.
Those bricks, a reminder of failure:
Each another drop, mixing regret with pain until two are one
and both are none.
Though long years of toil mark the path behind,
If it is respite I seek,
The only flame lit be my own will.
The gnawing fatigue bears down upon my soul...
Will I be able to start again?
Or will this flame fade;
Every source of fuel gone cold?
Apr 7
Apr 7, 2026 at 1:18 PM UTC
Waves of regret crashed against the coast of my wit until what I had built against the storm had whittled down to nary a pebble against that rage I could not control.
Open memories fester like old wounds; Every word unsaid colored with yellow bile until consumed with rot as I stare amongst the wreckage that I alone caused.
Haunted by the ghosts of inaction. Every moment wasted another specter. A shade of a past, just barely out of color with the world, until the entire field of my vision is but a wave of darkness: Blankets with sparse lighting, like so much hope faded.
Upon the house of light I sit, as it too crumbles into these waves. The churning waters I can feel accelerate as, even now, I regret inaction. The light, once guardian and beacon both, now naught but shade beneath the waves.
Mar 2
Mar 2, 2026 at 2:55 PM UTC
Singing along in the car with you,
A Siren has the wheel,
And the keys to my head.
Sunshine bright as we roll on out,
Windows down,
As we belt it out.
Our voices mix into one light,
The kind of feeling...
That makes everything else fine.
Stormy winds after we stopped,
You got out of the car,
And my own singing stopped.
Rain has poured since I took the wheel,
Windows broken,
Same way I feel.
Shatter glass that rain berates;
The faster I go...
I try to escape;
Only to drown along the way.
****** storm clouds;
If your voice was around,
It'd blow them away.
I can still hear it's sound...
As my heart cries out.
A silent voice;
Since the day you got out.
Oct 23, 2025
Oct 23, 2025 at 7:08 PM UTC
Arms wrap tight:
My divine.
Pushed away,
By self taught lies.
The stink of burning flesh;
I climb the ropes,
Wrapped round my neck.
Let go...
I could just fall to death.
Around my throat,
I pulled it close.
I jumped from Heaven...
Let it all go.
I closed my eyes;
Rain became my sight.
Wept for me,
As below I fly.
The Earth beneath:
An alien place,
A world I'd thought to escape.
You caught my rope,
And held me firm.
I watched it burn.
Strength of will,
You never lacked.
My mistake,
Burned your hands black.
You stopped my fall,
So I will climb:
Back to Heaven,
To face what was once mine.
Saved by the hands
I can never repay
In kind.
The same soft hands,
Will never hold me near,
Oh, my divine,
oh, my dear.
Oct 14, 2025
Oct 14, 2025 at 2:06 PM UTC
I'm terrified that my faith in you is blinding me to a cruel reality waiting around the corner.
I'm petrified by the rain;
Gushing torrents of blackened dots that pierce a blue membrane;
The dawn will come,
Red light that washes away the rain...
Melodies of a cold and viscous nature echo throughout a green landscape eroded into a rocky expanse;
Wit, like a crop ready for harvest,
Is exposed to the plague of locusts,
The primal fear of instinct fighting logic;
Is there truth in the Alpha or the Omega?
The blue skies stretch endlessly,
But beyond them lies an even larger abyss.
Jul 24, 2025
Jul 24, 2025 at 1:44 AM UTC