I woke up in paper prison,
alone and colorblind.
All was taken, nothing given,
a ruby left behind.
The warden and the iron bars,
my cell mates and the sky:
The same familiar shade of grey,
no feeling in my eyes.
I reached out to touch their faces,
those sculpted clouds of dust.
Disappointment- in all cases!
Finding little more than ghosts.
Escape was swift and simple-
I was unwanted there...
Drifting like a scarlet ripple,
through the blackened air.
Naively seeking color,
in the land Monochrome,
wanting so to find another,
blood among the bones.
I landed in the garden,
and thought it all for naught.
Too dark to put my hope in,
a shadow’s barren spot.
I poised myself to walk away,
with nothing more to see.
When silent voices begged my stay,
formless arms embracing.
Red like dawn, a velvet rose,
stood as a candlestick.
Bright as fire as it glows,
its stem a thorny wick.
Could this companion pass the test,
and prove itself be true?
Or would it fail as the rest,
and let my hand
Leaving ChicagoThe age of four, I heard the whispers then.
They stood in the hallway, dark silhouettes
From nightmares I would have over again.
The stale smell of Marlboro cigarettes
Lingered into our room, the door ajar.
I doubt they knew that it traveled so far.
Using my blanket to cover my face,
I tried ignoring the sound of her stress
That grew loud in volume throughout this place.
Decided then, she packed light for the west,
A life anew to prove everyone wrong.
I wonder if she’d planned this all along.
She was not hated but misunderstood.
She wanted love even from his next kin.
She worked too hard in life, it was no good.
Was wishing for acceptance now a sin?
My memories have become really blurred,
So what I know directly comes from her.
I try to think of times in that old house
And learn about our history, our past,
That he was never a really good spouse —
Got drunk on weekdays using all the cash.
I don’t blame her for wanting more in life.
It made her stronger than any other
The Cottage at the End of Gallows RoadThe Cottage at the End of Gallows Road
Gallows Road is a long and stony path
Leading to the hill where the gallows stand
It is made and lined with impure earth
From when the pilgrims lived on the land
They were the ones who built the gallows then
A band if strict and upright men
Faith in god was all they could understand
Any man whom they believed to have sinned
Was taken in ropes to the church
His judgment in red ink was penned
And then they led him to a tall and steadfast birch
From the highest limb there hung
The noose from which the man hanged
Then his punishers a simple hymn sang
And went their way back home
At the end of the road about one mile hence
Stands a simple cottage of cobblestone
'T is believed that the executioner dwelt
And that he dwelt in there alone
Ah the work he did would warrant that
Few lasses would marry such a man
So he worked and slept and dined by his self
But he never pined about his fate
He seemed to understand
Then one night in June he died suddenly
Alone the Mountain StandsFar, far, away in wind-swept sands
Abandoned by both beast and man
A mountain splits the sky,
And down below this ancient peak,
Beneath the sands and buried deep,
A ruined city lies.
O' wondrous wealth it used to hold
With richest temples marble, gold
And many shining fountains,
And people came from miles around
And thousands walked the once lush ground
Beneath that mighty mountain.
But vilest greed oft' fills men's hearts,
And soon they tore themselves apart
And every home and fountain.
And in the fight each side prayed
And begged each evening for the aid
Of their beloved mountain.
They prayed and screamed and tried to shout,
But mountains do not care about
The petty fights of man.
And now in ruin the city lies;
Beneath the empty sunless sky
Alone the mountain stands.
27. Lost and FoundThere's a place souls go to wander
where everything strives to be
a place I long to visit
if not for its fee
A weave of endless wonders
that strings life on along
knitting together colors
with harmony of song
Possesions serve an office
a term as long as lost
reclaimed by those that visit
after learning what they cost
Some minds serve as architects
drawing out plans to be
while wills are used to form
them, created with tenacity
Souls are left to wander
and fill up the space
adding to the wonders
every emotion's grace.
NyarlathotepFrom infinite depths to infinite heights
Lit by a singular daemon-light
Rising from the Dreamlands’ blackest peak
Home to earth’s gods, noble but weak
But what’s this? Kadath’s palace is empty, the gods have fled
Something else is ruling in their stead
A monstrous spider in the dreamer’s web
The Crawling Chaos, Nyarlathotep.
Come forward, come see him, don’t be shy,
Capricious humour glinting in his eye
His voice the wild music of Lethean streams
Are you sure this is all still just a dream?
Careful now, don’t be so sure
His mellow words could just be a lure
Night and the spheres’ lovely music and dance
Lead only to the void’s wild vengeance
Bright shine the stars of eternal night
In the depths of a crystal that expanded your sight
A blood-red and shining trapezohedron
Flooding your mind with starry wisdom
Every gaze is one too deep
But at last you wake from sanity’s sleep
Alien orbs with great stone towers
Stirrings in blackne
B-Day Gift: Tsavor and the GirlTsavor was just hanging out in some green jello
Until a girl came to say hello
The goo took the chance and filled her body
Some might find that a little naughty
The girl was now a car-sized blob and let out a belch that sounded like more of a bellow
25. Breaking Away (Acorn)Since I was just a budding
I grew up in your eaves
You protected me from violence,
sheltered me with ease
I watched my siblings twisting
falling out of your hand
they're freedom was short-lived
as they grew up just as planned.
It's finally my time to follow
to strike out all alone
I know that I will make it
not see you till I'm grown.
I'll break off all your branches
to finally get away
and once I've gotten far enough
I'll find someplace to stay.
After nearly drowning
and chattering my teeth
I think I'll understand you
and turn over a new leaf.
I hope that once I finish
you'll still be there for me
that this rebellious acorn
didn't fall too far from its tree.
Satanica PotestasI slit my wrist so beautifully-
The crimson droplets scour across my diluted veins
Swallowing and obstructing opulent demise.
But these tears wallowing in my eyes,
They scald my raw flesh bleeding of lonesome forte.
I am alone-
And have chosen to be.
I am the prodigy of misery.
So children, children-
Please hear my cry.
Envelope us in intolerable warmth
The fires of my Hell!
Hear me, please hear me
Join us to be one.
I ask of you to be a demon,
To coax me to an euphoria
That could even blind the sun.
Light that black candle,
I beg of you the suffering of a life.
Take the knife and rake it through your skin.
Drip your holy scarlet onto the star inside your sin,
An altar of your prayer.
Child come join me-
I beg of you this.
Please love me
Please hate me
Conjure my din.
Bring me to my Heaven-
That of which you call Hell.
It creates chaos and abhor
That only I could adore.
I will grant you opulence
As long as you can create mine.
I will uphold you to
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