Krusty Aranda

Krusty Aranda Nov 2015

She Was

And I ******* choked!

The words were dead before they even left my lips.
Their meaning lost in translation.
Empty noise reverberates in my skull as my thoughts mosh around, breaking against my sanity.
I can't scream, even though that's all I want to do.
My throat is dry, closed up.
Her eyes gaze at me as they desperately search for a sound...
a sound I can't produce.

I can't move.

I can't think.

What has she done to me?

Her poison is now running through my veins, and spreading fast.

The wicked *****!

I can feel myself dying.

Knees weaken.

Hands get cold.

Heart rate dropping.

Last thing I see is her evil grin as I fall to the ground
taking my last breath.

She was my end.

Krusty Aranda Nov 2015

Seven Years

For seven years I've waited for an answer.
For seven years I've wanted to know.
Do you still like me, or did I lose my chance there?
Will you stay with me, or will you go?

Krusty Aranda Nov 2015

I Still Do

Do you still feel it?
What we both felt years ago...
because I still do.

Krusty Aranda Oct 2015

Evelyn

She fell down from the sky,
shrouded in mystery.
Her story a tragedy, unknown to the world.

There she lies before me.
She seems so peaceful.

In her face you can see all her worries have gone.

There she lies before me.
She seems so calm.

People are screaming around her,
but she can't hear a thing.
She is profoundly asleep.
Numbed out of this world;
out of her pain.

There she lies before me.
She seems so beautiful.

She knew where she was going,
and dressed accordingly.
She put on her Sunday best.
She climbed the Empire State Building.
She opened her wings into a new world.

*There she lies before me.
She seems so alive.

Krusty Aranda Oct 2015

Hollow

Can't wake up this morning.
Can't face another day.
The night is more comforting.
The light; it burns. It's pain.

My will is gone or broken.
I'm too beat to even tell.
The words I haven't spoken
are dragging me to hell.

Retaliation or submission.
I lose in any case.
Can't fight in this condition.
Won't death come take me away?

I give up! I give up!
I'm bleeding out this love.
Tie a noose on the end of this rope.
Tie the other end high above.

Krusty Aranda Oct 2015

Lost in the Dark

The ligths fade away.**

Engulfed in obscurity I search for an exit. I stumble on every piece of furniture in the room as I desperately crawl on the floor.; my head is already bleeding from the constant stumbling.

I try to feel my surroundings, but to no avail. I can't sense anything until I crash into it. It's almost as if it purposefully hides away, coming out only to beat me up.

I start to lose faith.

My body is weak and tired. I'm losing too much blood from seemingly, self inflicted wounds.

I manage to find a wall, and I press my back onto it. I sit on the floor, and burst into tears.

I have accepted my fate...

my darkened, lonely fate.

Krusty Aranda Oct 2015

Meaningless Phrases

My words to you
were dead
before I spoke them.