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the_trans_ariadne
the_trans_ariadne
27/Androgyne/Earth We are love and hate; We are joy and despair; We are life and death; We are the fragments; We are the shards; We are Ariadne
That pain inside your heart; I know it all too well You see it in me every day The darkness of my soul; it looms over you And I never wished it was this way Deep inside my mind is a burning world of pain and fire I live in it; burn in it; die in it I never wanted any of this endless living hell To play out before your eyes I want you to know I never meant any of it I wish it were true that anything could help I want you to know you're innocent in this The loving words you say mean the world to me The pain I feel is not your fault It's plagued me all my life The blood I've spilt and hate I've felt A symptom of the strife My life is worth just a fraction Of the love you give It means the world to me just To be there by your side I wish I never had this hidden world beneath the skin I wish you never had to see this horrid part of me I wish we never fought like this; my heart shatters at the thought I wish my soul wasn't tainted by this troubled sea I want you to know I never meant any of it I wish it were true that anything could help I want you to know you're innocent in this The loving words you say mean the world to me If I ever see the light I'll be there by your side I want you to know I love you so much more Than the demons inside want you to see
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Apr 4, 2021
Apr 4, 2021 at 7:43 AM UTC
I Want You to Know
Flowing in a sea of aeons and landmines Diving fathoms in lucid nightmares One can only take so much torment Before giving in Isolated on an island of pain Made to suffer at every turn All existence is neither black nor white Just blood red Surrounded by eternity's omniscient torturer Swallowed whole by her madness and fear An eternal damnation most hellish Yet divine A soul lost to time; a life to the blade No one to grieve for this loss As there was nothing to lose But indifference Plunging through the inky depths of aeons Sinking like a boulder tied 'round the neck Dragged down into blackness Neither grieved nor mourned Just lost Lost to eternity
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Apr 3, 2021
Apr 3, 2021 at 5:25 AM UTC
Depths
Her voice; her touch; The way her hands feel— Coursing through my hair All her love; her emotion; The way she clings to me— In her times of need, and mine Sometimes I think she needs me more; Sometimes I think she doesn't mean it— Like her words cut my skin Like a knife through butter— I don't deserve her; She cares more than anyone ever could— I swear it couldn't be meant for me But it is; all of it; It's overwhelming at times— I don't deserve it I couldn't possibly deserve it; Not a chance in hell— But still she tries Still she loves me; still—
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Feb 22, 2021
Feb 22, 2021 at 5:01 AM UTC
Still
Oh accursed one— Bound to this vessel before us Like us; You are us— Lost to eternity and the weave of fates Your will tethers us— We do your bidding eternal Unhindered; Unwavering— Until we wither into aeon We are the enigma— The fragments of a whole The shards; The Ariadne— Balanced in harmonic resonance Blind to the past— Unwilling to see what is to come Wayward; Headstrong— Eternities be ******
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Jan 22, 2021
Jan 22, 2021 at 9:01 AM UTC
Of the Ariadne
All that I am—this hate reflected inward; An echo of guilt wrapped in disdain Lost to the inevitability of passing time Yet still it lives All that I know—this sadness you see; I don't let you close though I should A life gone in an instant leaving nothing behind But this crumbling façade All that I feel—this vestigial regret; no, fear; Ties with which to bind me to this life; To keep me tethered to this world Yet still ethereally All that we project—the unwarranted attacks; The bridges I've burned, rebuilt, and burned again All to feel something other than sorrow Meant for no one All that I see—the flames around me; burning; This reflection of what's beyond this calm exterior The love and hate; The love of hate; The hate of love; The gyre beneath the surface All of this turmoil—this undeserved turbulence; The love I thought to give, but was mistaken The hate I sought to hide, but was misappropriated Is all I see And all I see is failure on my part; of my control; Of my desires hidden with lock and key; And of searing anger unconstrained Eternity in vain
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Jan 19, 2021
Jan 19, 2021 at 6:50 PM UTC
Fragments of a Shattered Mind: IV — Façades
Given time to think— Time to breathe and to feel; And to be; to see; Time to know my place— Not fear to face; Nor fall from grace; And without haste— This life, I'll taste; As I rise from the ashes Of self-hate
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Dec 30, 2020
Dec 30, 2020 at 6:23 AM UTC
Ashes
The city never sleeps Always busy; always something Something to do It shines like moonlight A modern day nightlight
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Dec 3, 2020
Dec 3, 2020 at 1:10 AM UTC
Nightlight
It haunts me sometimes The distraught look in your eyes Knowing that you can't get through It's much worse on the other end Seeing you so upset Knowing you won't open up Not even to me It haunts me sometimes Seeing you so unresponsive Like I'm dead to you I hate the feeling so much Being on the outside Desperate to be let in I'm sorry I ever did it to you
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Nov 24, 2020
Nov 24, 2020 at 7:45 AM UTC
Haunted
If only you could see me now Instead of this emotional wall Solid grey stone upon chiseled stone Imposing and oppressive I see myself in this wall I can see my mistakes Written in stone and reflected Like a mirror staring back at me Anger and pain met with hatred Resentment for what I was What I am; who we are All I have said and done I see too much of me Too much of the sadness and disdain Melancholy and anger I deserve no better I built this wall to keep things out But they still break through Like a stone through glass This glass fortress It reflects my memories back at me Painfully unforgettable moments Visions of shattered emotions Like a stained glass mural torn asunder And all those glass fragments do Is cut back at me, slicing deep And the crumbling wall crushes me Brick by brick by brick Until I get what I deserved all along
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Nov 22, 2020
Nov 22, 2020 at 4:58 AM UTC
Of Glass Walls and Shattered Nightmares
Lost and found but never returned; Mended and duct taped together-- Yet still riven deep within; Sundered eternally; dust on no wind Wind to bring the mightiest oaks to topple; Zephyrs of times foretold-- Times of catharsis and of calm; Catatonic like this still air Air to breathe and to suffocate; Drowning in an endless sky-- Rain, but to only turn grass to mud; Prairie to swamp; earth to dust Dust upon a picture frame; Glass shattered but still whole-- An allegory for a light to shine bright; Only to burn out in a cold eternal night Night so frigid it cuts straight to the bone; Brittle like a heart frozen over-- Arteries clogged with slush; Slowing to a snail's pace; creeping Creeping into my soul like the darkness; Black as night and ichor; as a fractured mind-- One lost to time; fading as all does Like petrichor on a steady wind Wind gentle as a loving embrace; Vicious like a stab in the back-- Or gruesome as one to the throat; Cutting deep to spill the blood Blood of life and of death; Signalling the end of one's run-- The end of life and beginning of eternity; Aeons to suffer through endlessly Endlessly, eternally, cyclically; Ebb and flow in the most macabre of senses-- Leaving nothing to chance; For chance is an illusion of fate Fate brings me here tonight; Carries me through ups and downs-- Soaring heights, but still I fall; Too close to the sun, perhaps Perhaps this is not the end; Almost certainly it won't be-- The cycle is not to be interrupted; Though fate may not show its hand Hand me a knife to cut these bonds; Sever the sutures that hold this shattered soul-- Let it be a message to the gods; I make my own path, I am my own fate--
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Nov 16, 2020
Nov 16, 2020 at 5:44 AM UTC
Fragments of a Shattered Mind: III - Fate
Lost and found but never returned; Mended and duct taped together-- Yet still riven deep within; Sundered eternally; dust on no wind Wind to bring the mightiest oaks to topple; Zephyrs of times foretold-- Times of catharsis and of calm; Catatonic like this still air Air to breathe and to suffocate; Drowning in an endless sky-- Rain, but to only turn grass to mud; Prairie to swamp; earth to dust Dust upon a picture frame; Glass shattered but still whole-- An allegory for a light to shine bright; Only to burn out in a cold eternal night Night so frigid it cuts straight to the bone; Brittle like a heart frozen over-- Arteries clogged with slush; Slowing to a snail's pace; creeping Creeping into my soul like the darkness; Black as night and ichor; as a fractured mind-- One lost to time; fading as all does Like petrichor on a steady wind Wind gentle as a loving embrace; Vicious like a stab in the back-- Or gruesome as one to the throat; Cutting deep to spill the blood Blood of life and of death; Signalling the end of one's run-- The end of life and beginning of eternity; Aeons to suffer through endlessly Endlessly, eternally, cyclically; Ebb and flow in the most macabre of senses-- Leaving nothing to chance; For chance is an illusion of fate Fate brings me here tonight; Carries me through ups and downs-- Soaring heights, but still I fall; Too close to the sun, perhaps Perhaps this is not the end; Almost certainly it won't be-- The cycle is not to be interrupted; Though fate may not show its hand Hand me a knife to cut these bonds; Sever the sutures that hold this shattered soul-- Let it be a message to the gods; I make my own path, I am my own fate--
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