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Nathaniel Choma May 2013
Once again I fall in sin
Waiting for pain to begin
Because we're nothing if not fallen
gods.

And nothing seems as worthless
As asking for some love
From the people who said you're
worth this.

But a walk alone in light too bright
Makes me think about tonight
And how I've come to enjoy sleeping
alone.

I sleep with air on high cool
With too many blankets and the tv on.
It all reminds me there's nothing
nearby.

The morning walks around my rooms
Give chance to loudly declare my gloom
There's no one I'm disturbing while they
sleep in.

Sleep in with me.
Spend days in bed.

Because there's nothing better to do and we're both lonely.



I'll say goodbye with a cold bowl of cereal left over from the breakfast I ate without you.
Nathaniel Choma Apr 2013
Nights spent in eternity
Burning candles at both ends
In the dark, it's only me
One man's search for
meaning.

And in the oppressive, obsessive black
No light comes to show
The truth I seem to always lack
As I stumble upon
nothing.

Pacing pacing pacing round
There is no destination here
And as I march without a sound
I contemplate the possible
ending.

My search yields no help yet
And so I give up now
The futility in mind begins to set
Therefore I lay here
dying.
Nathaniel Choma Apr 2013
Dark seclusion here in the deep.
Yawning, drifting, never finding sleep.
When what I want is to escape,
the shadowed forms now taking shape.

Screaming, screaming in my head
As I am kept awake in bed.
Twisted sheets that chain and bind
Tortured soul of tortured mind.

And when the silence creeps around
Heavy, hurting, this lack of sound.
Where do you find your solace, friend
You chose solitude in the end.
Nathaniel Choma Apr 2013
Darkness wallows in the deep
It chains him to his empty keep.
And fighting, struggling to break free
The darkness comes to swallow he.

More he swallows, less he knows
A blizzard of sadness in his mind snows.
Bent and broken, defeated, sad
Stopped with cold, his mind goes mad.

Once upon a well worn tale
A hero ran a broken trail.
The road was long, no end in sight
And the hero succumbed to the night.

Darkness wallows deep inside
Where there is no place to hide.
Nathaniel Choma Apr 2013
From this prison noises rise
Into the darkened, clouded skies
And as my throat bleeds from his shout
All the lights begin to go out.

Curled and shaking on a cot
His sanity begins a long, slow rot.
Downing pills on a dragon chase
No more emotion on his face.

It was the hard parts in his life
That led him to escape his strife.
And now alone he sits and waits
Brooding over that which he hates.

A prison isn't for those who break the law
It's the dark behind his gaping maw.
It's the emptiness inside his yell
It's the open gates of hell.

Prison cells and empty halls
Filled with echoing footfalls
Rattling ghosts that circle round
Hoping to be heaven bound.

He found this place wandering lost
Abandoned, gathering late Autumn frost
Deep inside he lost his nerve
When the drugs made the world swerve.

In the corner of the room
Surrounded by his intense gloom
Walls dripping, running; intense flood
Thick, black water like prison's blood.

He looked around and called it home
No more would he aimlessly roam
A final escape from misery
Into the dark where he won't see.

Blind eye looking for no hope
Making friends with bits of rope
A collection gathered to leave behind
A world that slowly took his mind.

On the wall it's slowly scratched
An idea that he had hatched
A novel written in a day
To describe there was no other way

A holy place, this dismal spot
The walls streaming his sordid plot
An attempt at life long left alone
Protected from the outside by steel and stone

Deep within this prison stays
A man who screams as he acts out plays
Characters inside his head
Company after his sanity fled.

There is a soul, lost but free
That identifies that man as me.
Nathaniel Choma Apr 2013
Alice, Alice, come out, come out
In this darkness I scream and shout.
Waiting for your pale blue eyes
To gleam in the dark, surprise, surprise.

Alice, Alice, where have you been?
You can't imagine what I've seen.
Laying here, just out of reach,
Practicing all you preach.

Alice, Alice, you little seer
I've spied you through your mirror.
Intently waiting on the chance you took
Adventures from a story book.

Alice, Alice, you can't hide
This is it, end of the ride.
I found your secret rabbit hole
I'm jumping in to take your role.

Alice, Alice, I can't see
Won't you come to rescue me?
Bring your hare and the rest
Isn't it time to put me to the test?

Alice, Alice, I think I know
What it is you've tried to show.
Down a hole and through the glass
Down I fell, with you dear lass.

I didn't come here to escape being alone
No dear Alice, your Hatter has come home.
Nathaniel Choma Apr 2013
I dare you to
go and do something
humiliating. So that you know the pain
of doing it to others.

I dare
you
to write all of your flaws on
a giant mirror. Then look right into
your tear-stained eyes
and say "I
Love you."

I dare you to stop
and stand where every-
one can see you and scream
until your throat burns. Just to spite
whatever emotions keep
you up
alone at night.

I dare you to
be the only person alive and
walk down the middle of
the street
when the rest of humanity sleeps.
So that you know
the sounds of the night and are
comforted.

I dare
you to stand up
as you eat a full dinner. Because
you should know eating is
important
for survival, not as a means
to entertain yourself.

I dare you to try
something you hate or are
afraid of.
Because if you stay in your comfort zone
life will leave you
in your bubble.

I dare you
to do something deadly,
even for a half minute. Just to
challenge death to
chase you down for the
rest of your life.

I dare all of
YOU, society
to challenge whatever
norms
you have been shackled to. All
because I want you to look
down at your hands
and see
that those things on your
wrists are handcuffs. And that
the cuts from them have
left you to be caught
red-handed
in slavery to the peace you once
thought
was actual solace.
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