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The Lenora Jul 2018
She weeps too much
Because there is nothing there

Who would have thought
Of such a devastating truth?

Clinging to hope
Even then we knew
All that is here now
Is only now for here

So why must she weep
So, so, so very much

Because all that she knew
Was deemed untrue

There is nothing there
And there will never be.
written 1 July 2018.

by The Lenora.

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The Lenora Jun 2018
The wolves growl as they watch you
push me into darkness

I scream as the wind takes me by my hand
and leads me into the unknown

The stillness of the ground covered with soft snow
comforts my landing
yet refuses to feed me awareness
written 27 June 2018.

by The Lenora.

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The Lenora Jun 2018
I am drowning as if I have never lived
Grasping ahold of nothingness tainted in the air
Gasping for the love I once sought

In a constant search for the answers
Which lead all but nowhere
At last I have learned to make that nowhere
My home
written 23 June 2018.

by The Lenora.

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The Lenora Jun 2018
It lies beneath the ground, safe and sound, bound to bring us to a point

Does it know our motivations- our will to spin around in our own oxygen?

A type of musical note lifts up from the stone
A kind of poetic mist fills our eyes with the visions to set us free

It sings, it laughs, it watches us cry
It dances and prances at our own accord

The dark moon always finds us
Lying in our rooms, sleeping in the night
The dark moon always finds us,
Providing us with the dynamite

What does it tell you to do?
It watches us in such a manner

The dark moon
written 29 September 2017.

by The Lenora.

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The Lenora May 2018
She drags her feet effortlessly up the
shining steps

Lifting her higher
and closer to regret

How does such an entity within have so much
grace,
yet seem so corrupt with power?

If there is something deeper,
deep within then perhaps the gates
should open
letting the river flow in

Or perhaps she shall retrace her steps
and fall back on what she knew
and relearn
how to live it
written 22 May 2018.

by The Lenora.

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The Lenora May 2018
Smokey whispers awaken my spirit
In the middle of the night

A somber hope arises in the atmosphere
In the middle of unconsciousness

Dainty aspirations reach out
As I pull them in

The fear is obsolete
Despair is no longer mine

I give in sans contemplation
And I fly high
Into darkness
written 7 May 2018.

by The Lenora.

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The Lenora Apr 2018
The doors creak to remind me you’re here

I can’t escape, I can only run to nowhere

If I try to hide, I’ll drive myself insane

If I show up for you, It won’t be the same



The doors creak to remind me you’re here

The air is different, filled with smoke

I can hardly see, hardly breathe

This is truly a nightmare I feel
written 13 April 2018.

by The Lenora.

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