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soul in torment Sep 2013
come let me lead you through my mind
where angels tremble in their sleep
for fear the waking makes them blind
within the darkness dank and deep
the shadows skulk and hiss and scream
and reach for me with outstretched hands
with greed they feast upon my dreams
and run amok in fallen sands
they know my name the one I keep
within a jar beside my bed
along with tears I've yet to weep
and words as yet I have not said
they'll come for me if er' I rest
and let my guard so foolish fall
but yet I have to pass the test
though mine own fear doth me appall
so walk my mind but be aware
to never stray from well worn path
for if you do your soul they'll snare
and you shall feel their pain and wrath
for broken minds ner' know no peace
no glue nor tape can ever mend
so run away my hand release
forsake me now I beg their friend.
Daemons is proper spelling of demons
soul in torment Sep 2013
autumnal fires blaze

as the Phoenix
reborn

from woodland ...


ash
The trees beginning to show signs that summer is all but done as reds yellows and gold adorn the tree tops Ash is a play on words ash as in burnt wood and as in the variety of tree
soul in torment Sep 2013
Do the cracks

devalue

the heart you once held

dear

?
Crazing is the myriad of cracks on old pottery glaze
soul in torment Sep 2013
Her heart was like no other
as it kept such perfect time
with the soft heart of my brother
long before it beat with mine

In between she would discover
two more boys before my birth
but they only knew the cover
of the sweetness of the earth

For the heart you sees my mother
and it sings songs of mine own
and I'll forever love her
as my heart ner' beats alone
This is for ' me mam ' as we say in England
soul in torment Sep 2013
Listen... always

offer comfort ... in all ways

verify ... with acts and with deeds

enjoy it...  it's what evry'body needs
We all need ...
soul in torment Sep 2013
Sand trapped by sand
Forms the dunes

I

CANNOT

escape.
Glass is silica heated sand
soul in torment Sep 2013
Cut away the fetid flesh
to see
her

lovely bones
A comment on S E Reimers her beauty lies 10w
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