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  May 2017 Silverflame
Dark Delusion
Is this blood?
Red liquid seeping out of my stomach.
Am I going to die?
But where’s the pain when I need it.

Where’s the fear?
My sense of reality.
My sense of love.
It’s all gone, just like you.

No comfort.
Just an illusion?
Where am I?
Where’s my sanity?

Am I supposed to say goodbye?
Can I even say anything.
What was your words again?
My mind is clouded.

Blackness overtaking my eyes.
Silence filling my surroundings.
Nothingness blocking my mind.
A blown out flame in my heart.

Hope? What’s that supposed to be?
Love? That’s just another meaningless word.
Life? I’ve never had a good one.
Death? I’m sure I’m experiencing it right now.

With a dark past, and a blank future.
Where am I supposed to be?
Deep down in hell, with who?
Or should I refuse the inviting invitation from a monster like you?
Silverflame Apr 2017
I’m a healer; not a feeler,
a traveler with loss of passion.
Pipe dreams are clear when day is gone,
then I spawn stories you can’t imagine.

I’m a wanderer; but I am not lost,
burn the human manufactures.
The sky is bleeding poor man’s gold,
drowning lunatic dream-catchers.

I’m a winter child; but my heart is fire,
it's a roaring black hole of ancient lullabies.
Follow the zebra through the midnight woods,
I saw glimpse of amnesia in its eyes.
This is based on a dream I've had recently.
It's quite random, which dreams tend to be.
  Apr 2017 Silverflame
Dark Delusion
Turn the volume up.
Let it wash your mind away.
Just listen.
Change yourself.

Prepare your world.
Let time and imagination collide.
Watch it fall, watch it crumble.
Pray, and pray for something improbable.

Close your eyes, sleep.
Feel the drug kick in.
Hitting you harder.
Making you insane.

Taking a step towards nothing.
Look behind without emotion.
Wait.
The truth is far away.

Hold your own hand.
Stop thinking.
Say his words.
And make them happen.

Stay alone, stay forever here.
No escape, no rescues.
No one cares.
You won’t even care.

Hands choking you.
You hold your breath anyway.
The air is poisonous around him.
He wants control.

You never struggled.
You believed in fate.
You’re hopeless.
Useless.

Make your own history.
Tell them about your life.
Your suffering.
Your time in hell.

*And show them how you escaped a fate of only death.
  Apr 2017 Silverflame
Dark Delusion
From the aesthetic paint on her face,
To the long black dress taunting all her flaws.
From the start of her dangerous locks,
To the sharp high heels.

Her expression shows her interest in you,
Before hunting down another prey.
Her voice like an angel sent from hell,
Her existence is flaming hot and not as innocent as it seems.

She locked eyes with you,
With a smirk so playful.
She tore her gaze away just to look at your lips,
you licked your lips provocating her urge to kiss you.

She stood up and smoothed her deep black dress,
Before making her way to the empty seat besides you.
She licks her lips in a lustful manner,
As she stares teasingly into your warm brown eyes.

You leaned in for a quick kiss,
Before smiling with an I-want-more expression.
Your smile turned into a frown,
And you noticed what you've done.

The pleasure to you,
Turned into a disgusting displeasure.
You abruptly stood up,
And fastened your gaze onto her evil smirk.

You made your way away from her,
As she saw you fell to the ground like dead weight.
She smirked at your stupid body,
As she laughed loudly.

You just made a deal with the devil,
By kissing her poisonous lips.
  Apr 2017 Silverflame
Dark Delusion
You woke up, showered and thinking about what else you should do.

Until you met her.

Standing in the empty street.

The street light lit up as so did your eyes.

your eyes was on fire, because she was burning you up.

She haven’t noticed you looking at her.

She never left your gaze.

Her red dress hugging all her figures.

She stared forward, never tearing her eyes away.

You blinked and she had disappeared.

You felt numb as you looked across the street to find her.

Kissing someone that wasn’t you.

You backed away, woke up and showered.

Continued on your daily routine of never have seen her.
Silverflame Apr 2017
Hair was dark as night
the silver fox has arrived
I call her mother

Roasted chestnut eyes
searching for people to help
hope lives in her palms

Four strong beating hearts
she embroidered those to us
a human angel

Today is her day
because she emerged from it
April dwells in her
For my mother - today is her birthday! :)
Silverflame Apr 2017
Seeing the changes
floating away with the stream
give back my childhood
Trying out another haiku.
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