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Copyright, Aly

They draw ever closer,
Reflections of night,
They survive upon hate,
Threatening all life,
Destroying whatever they may touch,
Decaying all beauty,
They kill with a passion,
Murdering the innocent,
And leaving the damned to rule over the weak and helpless,
They lose what little humanity that hey had left in them,
Until they are merely empty shells of their former being,
Their hatred shatters the one good thing left in the world,
Love,
I join them now,
In their parade of death and misery.

Annihilation

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Hiding from life
Not willingly living
Silently stare
Seeming not to care
Blood from blod
No longer sane
Everything said
Only brings forth more pain
Bitter and broken
Closuer means nothing
Memories never subsided
And unable to hide it

Insouciant Darkness

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Damages and broken
No longer outspoken
Building your walls
Just to watch you fall
Blocking off your emotions
In hopes to ease your pain
Pushing everyone away
Waiting for the hurt to wane
Hating and faking
A life that is aching
Close to colapse
Unable to ammend
Waiting and fading
Away from reality
Invisible to most
Dead to all

Ashes

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I’m falling further
Away from my soul
Away from reality
Emotions spark the flame
And now I’m burning
Burn away this hate
Burn away this love
I wanna be numb
I cannot take,
This pain anymore
Growing colder
It’s falling away
Not breaking anymore
But still running away
Away from you

Hidden

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Hiding the pain
From the outside
Showing only coy smiles
That are starting to wear thin
You think you know
You think you understand
But what you see
Is so little of me
What you can see
Fits together perfectly
But everything else
Is shattered to peices
Seeming outspoken
But held back by what used to be
You think you know me
But you dont see truely

Suicidal

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Staring idly at the knife
Watching thin flesh split
Blood running mercilessly
Can anyone help me now?
How can you save me,
From myself?
Blood has become neccesarry
Scars deaden the feeling
And blood heals all
Why do I feel like this?
Where did I go wrong?
This can’t be real
But then why does,
The blood stain?
Bleeding out
Noone can save me

Sacrifice

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Strenght is not an issue
I’ve bled before
And i can bleed again
For your well-being
Leg go of your pain
Pass it to me
Kill me
For yourself
You’ve never known pain
Not like i have
Yout hink we are the same
But you won’t last
You can’t last anymore
Let me heal you
And dammage myself more
Why would I mind

To a Father

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Tied down and ripped apart
No longer a child
But not old enough
To be an adult
Torn and bleeding
Silently speaking
Hate rolled in fears
Covered in tears
Love without love
Forced, not willing
Flesh from blood
And hate from love
Barely grasping reality
Shy of touch
Shy of much
Death becoming

 

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