SilasVale - Hello Poetry

There’s this apathy inside of me A solemn feeling that won’t leave me A wound that never heals Strung up like a Russian doll Versions frozen in time, wrapped in a soul Watching as the pendulum swings — Oh, what the future might bring Lost in a permeable stream But what could it be but pain within a dream? These chains are wrapped so tight, Curling, squeezing, wrapping around my throat Is this all that there is? The air lingers with memories of an ambivalent child Forced to breathe, forced to leave Held down into submission I am the prisoner and the room Both the noose and the throat And I wonder — will I float? Watching life pass through me All that I’ve been, all that I’ll never be The solemn judgment, the setting sun Drifting like smoke, brushing walls that echo in me A silence in me, a silence enters me I fracture into pieces, spinning, scattering like broken glass A countdown to critical mass Time folds into me Moments leak through my fingers The scars of the mind linger I watch time consume the edges of me I fall into spaces between seconds, Where silence screams and time beckons. Shadows dance and swallow my name, Fragments of self playing with conflagrational flame. Less than memory, less than thought, Drifting in a world that has me not.

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Mar 4

Mar 4, 2026 at 11:51 AM UTC

Edges of Me

There’s this apathy inside of me A solemn feeling that won’t leave me A wound that never heals Strung up like a Russian doll Versions frozen in time, wrapped in a soul Watching as the pendulum swings — Oh, what the future might bring Lost in a permeable stream But what could it be but pain within a dream? These chains are wrapped so tight, Curling, squeezing, wrapping around my throat Is this all that there is? The air lingers with memories of an ambivalent child Forced to breathe, forced to leave Held down into submission I am the prisoner and the room Both the noose and the throat And I wonder — will I float? Watching life pass through me All that I’ve been, all that I’ll never be The solemn judgment, the setting sun Drifting like smoke, brushing walls that echo in me A silence in me, a silence enters me I fracture into pieces, spinning, scattering like broken glass A countdown to critical mass Time folds into me Moments leak through my fingers The scars of the mind linger I watch time consume the edges of me I fall into spaces between seconds, Where silence screams and time beckons. Shadows dance and swallow my name, Fragments of self playing with conflagrational flame. Less than memory, less than thought, Drifting in a world that has me not.

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Lost—adrift in a whirlpool of fear. I don’t know how to escape this place, This construct, this prison I built with my own hands, Shackles of desolation, taut, dragging me down. If I leap over the edge, chase that golden horizon, If I fall through the mouth of the dark, deeper still Into a chasm of exponential blue— All those love stories were lies, never true. Darling, if I lose you, I lose myself tonight. Hang up your gloves— You gave it one hell of a fight. I can’t stand myself anymore. My mind screaming, Begging, dreaming of dissection— A release, a pressure giving way. My grip on reality starts to sway. I can’t sleep; it worsens day by day. My hands shake. My throat runs dry. Crack me open. Silence the noise. This landscape lies tattered and torn, This garden, this monument— Neglected. Dead.

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Feb 7

Feb 7, 2026 at 11:35 AM UTC

Monument of Noise

Lost—adrift in a whirlpool of fear. I don’t know how to escape this place, This construct, this prison I built with my own hands, Shackles of desolation, taut, dragging me down. If I leap over the edge, chase that golden horizon, If I fall through the mouth of the dark, deeper still Into a chasm of exponential blue— All those love stories were lies, never true. Darling, if I lose you, I lose myself tonight. Hang up your gloves— You gave it one hell of a fight. I can’t stand myself anymore. My mind screaming, Begging, dreaming of dissection— A release, a pressure giving way. My grip on reality starts to sway. I can’t sleep; it worsens day by day. My hands shake. My throat runs dry. Crack me open. Silence the noise. This landscape lies tattered and torn, This garden, this monument— Neglected. Dead.

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I have this voice in my brain Thats starting to sway I look back at all the faces that have come and gone And I wonder has it all been worth it? I suppose a childhood you were thrown out of isnt a childhood at all Watching them, like I wasn't even there The stolen innocence isnt really fair But what could I do, I had to be there The echoing in the night, the shovel against the door Or maybe it was my pet that got shot from eating from the floor But that's just an excuse I suppose... I think back to all of you It's a really healthy thing to do Don't get me wrong im happy you all made it through I just wonder what else I could do You escaped the storm the rumbling quake But im scared I'll do it again for God's sake I stay here floating in this stagnation I'm so ******* scared,I understand my abrasions I can see the light in all your eyes, A light thats there now, like clouds appearing in dark blue skies I thought i would have moved by now A train floating on water, dragging the horizon Always running in place I was never someone to look up too But what could I do? I was so lost inside the construction of my mind Always to scared to look because of what I might find An ocean of emotion gets lost at sea With no shoreline left to remember me

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Feb 7

Feb 7, 2026 at 11:11 AM UTC

Shoreline

I have this voice in my brain Thats starting to sway I look back at all the faces that have come and gone And I wonder has it all been worth it? I suppose a childhood you were thrown out of isnt a childhood at all Watching them, like I wasn't even there The stolen innocence isnt really fair But what could I do, I had to be there The echoing in the night, the shovel against the door Or maybe it was my pet that got shot from eating from the floor But that's just an excuse I suppose... I think back to all of you It's a really healthy thing to do Don't get me wrong im happy you all made it through I just wonder what else I could do You escaped the storm the rumbling quake But im scared I'll do it again for God's sake I stay here floating in this stagnation I'm so ******* scared,I understand my abrasions I can see the light in all your eyes, A light thats there now, like clouds appearing in dark blue skies I thought i would have moved by now A train floating on water, dragging the horizon Always running in place I was never someone to look up too But what could I do? I was so lost inside the construction of my mind Always to scared to look because of what I might find An ocean of emotion gets lost at sea With no shoreline left to remember me

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Can you sleep? I can’t sleep. This fog, this dust, has decomposed a face to rust. I hide in these walls as my sanity drops, my sanity falls. You’re not to blame for keeping me the same. Let the paranoia in, for another night of hell to begin. A lesson never learned, two hearts withheld and burned. I’m the fabrication of my mind, the keys of which you’ll never find. Consciousness declined — look into my mind. Don’t be scared of what you see. Yes, trust me, my dear, this is me. Labyrinths, mazes, and dreams, watch the abhorrent stitches come apart at the seams. These walls start to push me down. Save yourself, or you will surely drown. Don’t think these walls won’t get you too, the demons in me — the ones you subdue. Voices running through my head, one day soon, surely I’ll be in my head. The glass breaks, fingers burned, a one-way ticket to hell, well earned. The mind apart, it splits in two, the melancholy, the anger that grew. I wish I was alive so I could see the kind of man that I would be. I tried to sleep, I tried. A map to solace that you’ll never find. You need to get up, you need to hide from your own ******* mind. I drown myself so I can’t see. Break these chains and set yourself free. This ocean doesn’t end — a struggling body made to bend. You’ll never leave. You’ll never leave.

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Jan 27

Jan 27, 2026 at 11:26 AM UTC

Save yourself(save me)

Can you sleep? I can’t sleep. This fog, this dust, has decomposed a face to rust. I hide in these walls as my sanity drops, my sanity falls. You’re not to blame for keeping me the same. Let the paranoia in, for another night of hell to begin. A lesson never learned, two hearts withheld and burned. I’m the fabrication of my mind, the keys of which you’ll never find. Consciousness declined — look into my mind. Don’t be scared of what you see. Yes, trust me, my dear, this is me. Labyrinths, mazes, and dreams, watch the abhorrent stitches come apart at the seams. These walls start to push me down. Save yourself, or you will surely drown. Don’t think these walls won’t get you too, the demons in me — the ones you subdue. Voices running through my head, one day soon, surely I’ll be in my head. The glass breaks, fingers burned, a one-way ticket to hell, well earned. The mind apart, it splits in two, the melancholy, the anger that grew. I wish I was alive so I could see the kind of man that I would be. I tried to sleep, I tried. A map to solace that you’ll never find. You need to get up, you need to hide from your own ******* mind. I drown myself so I can’t see. Break these chains and set yourself free. This ocean doesn’t end — a struggling body made to bend. You’ll never leave. You’ll never leave.

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Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale Where to start, where to begin It’s all just a list, a list, a list of fabricated sin, Darling… I can’t win I never really saw it, through unclouded eyes I could never apologize for all that’s been done I’ve tried to look away, I’ve tried, I’ve tried to run, But the air here drapes over me But in the end, my shame was on display I watched you cry, I watched you scream At the end of it all… maybe it’s just a sin, a dream Even in silence your voice scratches over me

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Jan 27

Jan 27, 2026 at 11:21 AM UTC

Breathe

Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale Where to start, where to begin It’s all just a list, a list, a list of fabricated sin, Darling… I can’t win I never really saw it, through unclouded eyes I could never apologize for all that’s been done I’ve tried to look away, I’ve tried, I’ve tried to run, But the air here drapes over me But in the end, my shame was on display I watched you cry, I watched you scream At the end of it all… maybe it’s just a sin, a dream Even in silence your voice scratches over me

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Floating, drifting in a sea of stroboscopic light Hear the siren’s frantic lullaby — their eternal plight I can feel the water, warmer, permeate my skin Projecting, unfurling my mortal sin Drawing all my power, taken hour by hour Hear the water dripping, seeping into my consciousness — godlessness A triangle of metaphorical constructs, clinging to what I cannot let go If I lay here long enough, will the nightmares disappear? The warm water will retreat, I fear Is there anything left for me? What more could I have been? The tide drifts me to open spaces, wreathed between all my dreams An unattainable state, ripped apart from its fragile seams I see familiar faces proclaiming, painting a shadow — a monster, a man My heart beating through my chest The mistakes on my forehead, my eternal crest The martyr of the coming holocaust My darling, I fear I’m forgotten, I’m lost The stars staring, glaring down on me — set my ashes free The moon’s wayward stare, a gentle reminder of better years My consort, darling, I apologize I can’t stand to see the affliction in your eyes Lost at sea — was it all a dream? My darling, are you real? If only for a second, take my hand and join me in our blazing everland I can feel your undeniable hands reaching down my throat The water turns pale, the creeping dark Don’t be afraid, my darling — for love leaves a mark Break open my chest, grab this stitched fabric heart Rip it open, tear it apart String me up like a Russian doll How can hollow, ashen bones stand so tall? Leave me here hanging, in this desolate pool Watch as the life fades from my eyes A creature here, now, dies

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Jan 23

Jan 23, 2026 at 9:37 AM UTC

Stroboscopic Sea

Floating, drifting in a sea of stroboscopic light Hear the siren’s frantic lullaby — their eternal plight I can feel the water, warmer, permeate my skin Projecting, unfurling my mortal sin Drawing all my power, taken hour by hour Hear the water dripping, seeping into my consciousness — godlessness A triangle of metaphorical constructs, clinging to what I cannot let go If I lay here long enough, will the nightmares disappear? The warm water will retreat, I fear Is there anything left for me? What more could I have been? The tide drifts me to open spaces, wreathed between all my dreams An unattainable state, ripped apart from its fragile seams I see familiar faces proclaiming, painting a shadow — a monster, a man My heart beating through my chest The mistakes on my forehead, my eternal crest The martyr of the coming holocaust My darling, I fear I’m forgotten, I’m lost The stars staring, glaring down on me — set my ashes free The moon’s wayward stare, a gentle reminder of better years My consort, darling, I apologize I can’t stand to see the affliction in your eyes Lost at sea — was it all a dream? My darling, are you real? If only for a second, take my hand and join me in our blazing everland I can feel your undeniable hands reaching down my throat The water turns pale, the creeping dark Don’t be afraid, my darling — for love leaves a mark Break open my chest, grab this stitched fabric heart Rip it open, tear it apart String me up like a Russian doll How can hollow, ashen bones stand so tall? Leave me here hanging, in this desolate pool Watch as the life fades from my eyes A creature here, now, dies

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You taught me time by leaving it unfinished Time still leans where you once stood like it remembers the shape of you I look for you in habits the pause before speaking knowing there’s nothing that stops the leaving All I need to know is that you’re okay They call it a better place There are some things I could never say it’s because the three of us are built that way If you only knew how much we all talk about you how our minds wander and bend to the shape of you Tell me, wherever you are is it really that far? Maybe I could get there by car by following an echoing star And I know you’re smiling and I know you’re laughing— but those are memories passing through me a sea within a dream You are no longer becoming you are complete And I’m still aging still asking the sky for directions on how to fly So I carry you as time carries me unfinished a gravity in me

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Jan 23

Jan 23, 2026 at 9:23 AM UTC

A Gravity in Me

You taught me time by leaving it unfinished Time still leans where you once stood like it remembers the shape of you I look for you in habits the pause before speaking knowing there’s nothing that stops the leaving All I need to know is that you’re okay They call it a better place There are some things I could never say it’s because the three of us are built that way If you only knew how much we all talk about you how our minds wander and bend to the shape of you Tell me, wherever you are is it really that far? Maybe I could get there by car by following an echoing star And I know you’re smiling and I know you’re laughing— but those are memories passing through me a sea within a dream You are no longer becoming you are complete And I’m still aging still asking the sky for directions on how to fly So I carry you as time carries me unfinished a gravity in me

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You taught me time by leaving it unfinished Time still leans where you once stood like it remembers the shape of you I look for you in habits the pause before speaking knowing there’s nothing that stops the leaving All I need to know is that you’re okay They call it a better place There are some things I could never say it’s because the three of us are built that way If you only knew how much we all talk about you how our minds wander and bend to the shape of you Tell me, wherever you are is it really that far? Maybe I could get there by car by following an echoing star And I know you’re smiling and I know you’re laughing— but those are memories passing through me a sea within a dream You are no longer becoming you are complete And I’m still aging still asking the sky for directions on how to fly So I carry you as time carries me unfinished a gravity in me

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Jan 23

Jan 23, 2026 at 9:23 AM UTC

A Gravity in Me

You taught me time by leaving it unfinished Time still leans where you once stood like it remembers the shape of you I look for you in habits the pause before speaking knowing there’s nothing that stops the leaving All I need to know is that you’re okay They call it a better place There are some things I could never say it’s because the three of us are built that way If you only knew how much we all talk about you how our minds wander and bend to the shape of you Tell me, wherever you are is it really that far? Maybe I could get there by car by following an echoing star And I know you’re smiling and I know you’re laughing— but those are memories passing through me a sea within a dream You are no longer becoming you are complete And I’m still aging still asking the sky for directions on how to fly So I carry you as time carries me unfinished a gravity in me

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