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Sep 2018 · 154
The Echo
Alex Sep 2018
All i can hear is the sound
That echoes in my head
It's full of darkness
I'm straining to reach
To escape
The light on the surface,
light on the other side
i feel the pages turning
As i write what happens in my mind
The candle of time is burning down
My time is running out
As the wax starts to spread
my hand weakens
And my eyes fall
I can write no more
I have lost my strength
I will soon be gone
When the light of the candle stops flickering
And the ink turns red
I will soon be dead
Sep 2018 · 145
My sweet torment
Alex Sep 2018
There's No point in fighting,
  As it starts again
I'm only but a meaningless being
I'm a bit troubled as I wander alone
My last dance
To forget my own misery
I want to get away, everything to just start over
I hear the noise, I run and I'm afraid
Is this my turn?
Here comes the pain
I abandon myself
Nothing but hope
On this road of absence
Try as I might, my life is nothing but a meaningless shiny decor
For Whose offences have i paid in full
See how my heart is broken
For i have been shattered
I'm a child of the world that has been broken
And soon to be replaced
Sep 2018 · 115
The Past
Alex Sep 2018
When it's the past that prevents you from moving forward
So nothing can get better only worse
It feels just like a curse
Breaking you down from the inside
Building up the walls to keep others out
No one will forget the mistakes you made in the past
They don't care who you are
They only care who you were then
They make you want to change
To hide away in fear
When you really just don't want to be here
Breaking down every night
Not even wanting to fight
You lost your strength
You lost your hope there's nothing left
Just empty silence
you're all alone
They all left you
There's nothing left
There's nothing there
you are left in despair
And no one cares
Sep 2018 · 112
Empty seats
Alex Sep 2018
So many empty seats to go along with an empty heart
sitting all alone with no one left
it hurts inside as the tears start to fall
for she if falling herself, falling into the darkness of her mind
wanting to leave everything behind
wanting to just end it all, no one will be there
no one will care for the seats remain forever empty and her heart will never be full,
so don't wonder why,
if I suddenly die, no pain will be felt,
no trouble will be caused,
just another mere life that came to a early end.
Sep 2018 · 118
Broken
Alex Sep 2018
Her heart was once full and pure
Filled with happiness and joy
But one day it became empty and dull
She was broken
Her once bright eyes have become a void, To hide the true feelings inside
Her life has become full of fake smiles and lies
Most days it's hard to look in the mirror
Ashamed of the scars that tell the stories,
that want to remain untold and hidden
She finds herself with tears in her eyes without reason
For the voices inside the mind make her want to run and hide
Her mind has become a scary place
she never knows what to decide
She was one full of energy and was ready to live her life
But now she has become tired and weak
Now she doesn't even want to wake up in the mornings
She doesn't want to be alive
She had no one she was completely alone with the demons in her mind
They have finally won
She's numb, she feels nothing now
She is no longer alive, today was her final day
But no one was there for her, they all left
They ignored the signs, the cries for help
Sep 2018 · 125
The hanging Tree
Alex Sep 2018
Seeing the moon so high made everything look small,
But from the cliff she could see it all,
one dead oak tree standing tall
They had all left, the family was gone,
there were no friends to speak of,
she hung there alone in the silence,
in front of the beautiful moon lit sky,
She saw the beauty in everything,
but herself
the night was dark and the moon was high,
lighting up the sky shining upon the lifeless body,
In the hanging tree
Sep 2018 · 114
Inside the mind
Alex Sep 2018
If you knew what lies deep inside the mind of those you see,
would you still keep them company,
for what you may truly find,
inside their soul are secrets they will forever hide,
beneath the dirt, among the worms
are things buried deep inside,
consumed by darkness they will hide,
once you see the darkness will you try to find the light,
or will you try to escape with all your might,
because you found the worst in me,
now you see where I truly hide,
behind the poker face full of lies    
your harsh words chew at me,
as you wash your hands clean
is it really that obscene
that i can see in between the lines you weave
all the lies you keep telling me
Sep 2018 · 113
LIFE
Alex Sep 2018
L-iving in fear or in hope that you might wake up to see another day.  
I-t may not be lived to the fullest, but may be cut short.
F-ull of opportunities some taken and some lost.  
E-motional it can destroy you in many ways.
Sep 2018 · 106
Where im from
Alex Sep 2018
I am from sleepless nights,
From the daily struggles,
I am from places none shall wonder,
From fear of what may lie,
I am from the pen and ink,
From the thoughts they think,
I am from a place unknown,
From the dark truth,
I am from many worlds and many times full of epic battles and dramatic deaths,
From thy nose being buried in a book,
For most shall hide from the darkness that lies inside
Sep 2018 · 112
Silent Slumber
Alex Sep 2018
No one is present in this peaceful and quiet place

The pale blue sky reflects off the morning dew

A large open space where many rests

With the morning horizon shining upon them sowing the beauty

So many untold stories that may never be heard

Flowers and gifts placed where they rest in memory

Some shall wish for them to return

Many animals come and dwell in this quiet place

Time flies by when you look at the sky, which sometimes causes to wonder why

Some grieve, others pay their respects, but all have known the same pain

You can smell the fresh flowers on the newly passed

Each place was like the other but was never the same

Some visit with anger in their hearts which soon turns to grief

For each residence shall never leave for their slumber may last forever

— The End —