rayne-kensyil
Just another broken soul, pouring her heart into words, fighting temptation. / I'm a semi-literate, emotional wreck. Found Hello poetry a few years ago and up until now, I've had massive writers block. It took the love of my life, my muse, my soulmate, leaving me to ignite the smoldering ashes within, in order for me to write again. I thank him for that. I needed to heal, to be a better me so we could be a better "us". I beLIEve in true love and fate, am a hopeless romantic who just wants to be the priority in his life again. I'm holding onto the threads he's left behind, like a becon, a guide for me to find myself so one day we'll be together again. Stronger than before, we'll be unstoppable. True love burns deep, it doesn't fade, it only grows more intense and voracious with time, if nurtured. / He still tends the fire, poking every so often so it doesn't go out. I have hope, until the day he stops trying, then I'll know its time to let go. Until then; I'll hold tight, and write.
Twistid Fantasy
Can I just plead temporary insanity?
A misfire within my brainwaves.
Sometimes I distort my own reality
You can't imagine all the wicked things I see.
There's a demon that hides inside you and I
Crawling beneath our flesh,
Screaming out its plan to escape.
Blare the music louder,
if it works.
Drowning out the voices,
That try to guide you,
'this way.' 'no that'
Pull at the heart and soul, rip it to shreds
There it is, you hear it again?
Tellin you you're better off dead.
Might as well, it wouldn't matter anyway
Lick the tip, a .357 magnum.
Click, click BOOM
You hear the laugher,
It fades to black, and its over right?
Na, its just;
temporary insanity,
I'll fight it off again tonight.
Rayne Kenseiyl
January 25, 2016
Day 13, I'm still alive.
Jan 29, 2016
Jan 29, 2016 at 2:54 PM UTC
Its cold here
desperate and foregin.
LOST
Amidst all my fears,
broken promises.
AFTER
Seven blissful years.
Abandon all hope;
those who follow.
© Rayne,1-22-2015
11 days I survived.
Jan 29, 2016
Jan 29, 2016 at 2:42 PM UTC