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  Oct 2014 TheBrokenSoldier
WickedHope
Why must I break everything I touch?

     Shatter every reflective anything
     Burn every hand that touches me
     Bite back at the hand that feeds me

Why must I be an accursed snake?

     Cold blooded and cruel
     Curled up with venum, waiting
     Lurking with distaste, hating

Why must I play both cat and mouse?

     Teasing, toying internally with myself
     Chasing dreams, hopes that get away
     Then running, searching for better days
  Oct 2014 TheBrokenSoldier
Prodigy
Carpe diem,
seize the day,
the saying goes;
Don’t let it waste away.

The sun spreads life,
it gives its light,
lets it dance in day,
but not at night.

The day is warm,
energetic and bright;
people love the day,
but shun the night.

The night with its cool, gliding glory,
The night with its mysterious way.
The night holds just as much beauty,
but remains overshadowed by the day.

Embrace the dark,
acknowledge the night,
step away from comfort,
turn from the light.

Come out and face your fears,
see what lies in the inky black,
go out under the moonlit sky,
go so far you can’t come back.

Carpe noctem, I say.
Seize the night, not the day.
TheBrokenSoldier Oct 2014
It started off so easy,
That Fight.
All the shiny, luminescent soldiers
Beaming in the face of the beast.

Those soldiers moving line by line,
in That Fight.
Getting through
Through every wave.

But like every wave, they get bigger.
That Fight,
had turned into a massacre.
Slaying every bold soldier in it's path.

Until one is left,
fighting That Fight.
That Soldier Broken
Broken beyond repair.

And Losing,
That Fight.
Finally after so long,
The Fight has won.
Claiming with it, My Life.
TheBrokenSoldier Oct 2014
Marching, Marching on.
That Broken Soldier
Unfix-able, Never to be intact again.
After to many years of fighting.

And yet still fighting,
That Broken Soldier.
Fighting the never ending fight.
Slowly falling, still, ever fighting.

But he is crumbling,
That Broken Soldier.
Falling apart by the day.
Left in an eternity of frailness.

Becoming less human everyday,
That Broken Soldier.
Solemnly stewing on his personal madness.
But that Soldier fights on.

Still fighting,
That Broken Soldier.
Fighting the never ending fight.
Slowly falling, still, ever fighting.

But his will wavers,
That Broken Soldier.
Is the fight worth fighting?
Worth the deathly blows thrown every day.

Soon none will be left,
of That Broken Soldier.
Soon the fight will be done.
Soon the last hurrah will sound.

The last Hurrah,
from That Broken Soldier.
Giving up the fight.
While letting go, his life.

For his life,
That Broken Solder,
Is his fight.
His fight soon lost.

But still fighting,
That Broken Soldier.
Fighting the ending fight.
Slowly falling, still, Not Ever Fighting.

Not Ever Fighting,
That Broken Soldier.
Not ever more.
The Fight is lost.
Lost is The Broken Soldier
TheBrokenSoldier Oct 2014
Creep. ****. Freak.
Oh my sister.
We have been through
Too much.
And yet we have
Just started.
Our lives.
Our strange lives.
Somehow entwined.
I'm glad it is though.
Because blood is thicker than wine.
But our wine will get people so ****** up.
Love you sis.
My sister i am taking about is my step-sister.
TheBrokenSoldier Oct 2014
What will happen
When time stops?
Will everything still exist?
Or will they disappear with time?
Everyone and Everything
Just vanishes...

Or do we out live time?
Keep on going like the broken soldiers we are.
Fighting and living on.
Making the impossible, Possible...
Joining the select few
Who have already out lived time.
I want to...
Do You?
TheBrokenSoldier Oct 2014
All you need to do
Is just call
For you, my love
I will come
No matter how far
I will be there instantly
Because with true love
I am always there, anyway.
#shannonmurphy
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