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817 · Aug 2011
Demons
Hani Aug 2011
The fire in her heart had grown weak
How was she to win the battles in her sleep
Now and forever she closed her eyes to escape
To find comfort in the deeps sombre embrace
That which she sought she never found
Demons and evils greeted her
Strange faces dark and twisted
They laughed and clawed and shrieked
Through dark halls and forests bleak
Scarier still the faces were familiar
A dream long lost, a memory drifted
One such night as any other
As she wandered a hall yet un-traveled
With a gasp she noticed what stood before her
It was one of the demons that dared to haunt her
Ragged, grimy and caked in mud
It took a step toward her with a heavy thud
In her hand appeared a gun
She shot the demon to the hell it had sprung from
The demon instead shattered and glittered
To reveal a gilded frame of earth and lead
She fell to her knees without a sound
And shoved the gun in her mouth
She must escape this prison
There was no redemption
The demons had tormented her
All too long
Eyes shut tight
She embraced the light
The shot rang out as she softly fell
Deep into the abyss where the demons dwell
She did not wake up
Nor did she return
For the demon inside her
Was her and not else
When ones soul speaks
It’s best you listen
For ones soul becomes tainted
When left unfelt
591 · Aug 2011
Gone
Hani Aug 2011
Where the hell am I?
White water beneath me
Red sky above
No room to breath
Suffocating
There is nothing
***** water, sand, dirt and dust
The Earths veil is tattered and torn
Sparkling ravaged cities buried in rust
We are our own undoing
Raw sunshine bleaches my bones
The pain is unbearable
Still I cannot breathe
Wash up on a shore of beautiful gold
No life, just gold
I wonder why the sky’s so empty
Where are the angels that used to fly?
Where are the clouds that drifted on by?
Fleeting shadows reveal something hidden in the priceless mud
A tattered page of a book long gone
Love thy brother
Love thy son
Love thy mother and father long gone
Love thy sister; love thy family and the earth you hence sprung
Love those that hate you
For they have not known love
Love thy hatred, before all is lost
Grip the crumbled leaf close to heart
I collapse and face the sun
I take my last breath and then,
I am gone

— The End —