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Author: | DoMaya [ Sun Nov 13, 2016 7:42 am ] |
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The papers are signed, and a handshake makes final. I turn slowly back to what was taken from me. A friend and my comfort, the arms where I shivered. When cold winds came out from the sea. A lad at the time, when my father had sold her, Just to drink for a time and forget of his shame. He drank to his death, till his crimes were forgiven. Lost too much to escape the blame. For a time growing up, I thought of returning. And to pry from the years what I had left behind, But life pulled me far, for the times knew no kindness. And I worried for what I might find. Dulling with the times, while my memories faded. The connection we had was too frayed now to save. What once was my world, is now just a shadow. If only I'd become more brave. A dream in the night, I drove hundreds of miles. I remembered again what it meant to be young. Embrace all the hardships, and learn from time's passing. To not ignore what once we clung. Arrived in the morning, a day late to see her. What's left to be seen were but her secrets lain bare. With nails and a purpose, they built her from nothing What I loved was no longer there. I turn once again, and return to my anger. Ignored it for years, now is my unending scorn. They took her away, and rebuilt it for others. Tis a loss that only I mourn. Spoiler: Author's Notes |
Author: | Pierre [ Thu Nov 17, 2016 5:23 pm ] |
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Hey I appreciate the authors insights, makes me kick myself when I see how obvious your meaning was. |
Author: | DoMaya [ Thu Feb 23, 2017 11:37 am ] |
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Heart of a Star There's a girl in the street, That no one stops to greet. And she chases me through the snow All the world to her back, And her eyes kind and black But like two stars how they did glow. Her voice made no sound, she left no prints on the ground But I knew the warmth of her hold. As she walks at my side, with a feeling of pride. We pressed onward through the night's cold. Yes we walked feeling sure, that the snow made us pure. And dawn a promise of healing. Yet I walked feeling numb, there's no warmth in what comes. Still I walked forward unfeeling. voices muffled by snow, but how could I know, That the voice was you calling me? Was a star back in those days, before my light greyed Not too dim that you couldn't see What once was kind is cold, what once was bright now old. For the storm takes all our light away. The woman walks in the snow, for only she knows. Inside the man is bright as day. And as I lie down in the snow, Ever warmer is your hold. Not like the tales that we were told, When pages begin to mold, For stories never end in death. When I took my final breath I knew my star would shimmer on. Even when my echos gone. And as I walked into the light Heart of a Star burning bright. Knew this pain was no longer mine. To be a star yet fail to shine. Spoiler: Author's Notes |
Author: | Pierre [ Thu Feb 23, 2017 3:51 pm ] |
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Woooft super ambivalent feelings in this one. Really pulling me from heartwarming to something quite profound and sombre. Not checked out the authors notes yet, want to reflect on it a bit more. |
Author: | DoMaya [ Tue May 09, 2017 2:17 pm ] |
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So for life it is said that there's not much more, But to live and to feed and to eat what's left. If that's true maybe then there's a lesson for; Those like me who just want to be left alone. Not quite here but still there when you speak to me Of a place that you'd claim was your one true home. Not for you vengeful one will peace come to thee, Not welcome are your kind nor are those you teach. Rending wings from the birds will not help us fly, Neither will making flight a thing to be shamed. Celebrate those who lift you to meet the sky Demonize only those who would seek your fall. So with life it is just a slight afterthought, To honor what old pains have made possible. But instead we speak only of battles fought, Seen from eyes that were not of those from their age. So to those who would seek to feed off their pain; Outstretched arms should not point to those unwelcome. Even now those who eat seek to start their reign, On a throne of conceit towards self righteous hate. With your spite and your "truths" all others must cease Seek no words yours are bound to what you are now; Justified champion of our hatred's peace Justified suicide of the human race. Spoiler: Author's Notes |
Author: | Pierre [ Tue May 09, 2017 3:16 pm ] |
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Getting a real theme of hatred and prejudice from this one. I like how every last line of a verse ends so jarringly by breaking rhyme. Really let's it sink in and have impact. |
Author: | DoMaya [ Mon May 15, 2017 4:49 am ] |
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Just pointing out that I added author's notes to the new poem. |
Author: | DoMaya [ Thu Aug 03, 2017 10:04 am ] |
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Now I have found my midnight town Where I can spend my sleepless hours. It's found so near, and held so dear I'm glad to call it ours. Now I'm found in this midnight town Where hours pass in midnight showers It's gone so long where sleepless thronged We've took it all, it's ours. From pallid sheen of moonlight's dial Where giants hide from Dreamer's power I hunt and thrive, I am alive In what we claim is ours These crooked minds breed midnight's shame For the dreamer's locked in his tower. This Lucid fear, a tainted Seer And to my shame, it's ours. With all we've built and all we've made To you alone I leave this dower. Petty and small, given you all; All that was once, ours. Spoiler: Author's Notes |
Author: | DeMatador [ Fri Aug 04, 2017 1:47 am ] |
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This is beautiful, Saile. I'm gonna keep an eye on this thread. |
Author: | DoMaya [ Thu Aug 10, 2017 10:17 am ] |
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I was a gentle wind, When wronged the kind never rescind. But for a moment it passed, Felt my kindness would never last. Flashed and the feeling fled Like how our blue skies turn to red. It's only natural to feel, To be kind is not to be steel. Life can bring out it's worst If I fell I'd not be the first Succumb to the life I'm in But that's a curse of lesser men. I wrote for kings and queens, I drafted words that all have seen. In their eyes I was made grand, Taught to all who would understand. When asked of all my peers T'was I who had calmed all their fears. They're waiting for me to speak. To give might to those who were meek. Kindness was all I shared Maybe I was all who dared To understand what's within But that's the curse of lesser men I preached all that I knew Every day it was something new To be one among my flock Is to be diamonds among rocks Go now and spread my word, Yes make my thoughts all to be heard. Flood these truths to fragile minds. To be as me is to be kind. Quell those who would oppose For what is best only I know Their words cast only a din They are the curse of lesser men Seeking out the vile few; Those who dare oppose The Kind's view. Our world cannot be whole. While it's plagued by unkind souls. Within years we will build A world that is justly filled; By all you as me are kind, While we are one in the same mind. To those who brought me here I have become what I most feared Became what I knew was Sin But that's a curse to lesser men. Spoiler: Author's Notes |
Author: | DoMaya [ Tue Sep 12, 2017 10:56 am ] |
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I thought I left you somewhere far, A place where you could never mar; All of what I've gathered now But still I find you here somehow. I caught you during sleep's onset. Of all the things I can't forget; Why are you what pains me so? What need I do to make you go? Has time itself sought to bring change In one with peace I thought estrange; From mem'ry and all my thoughts Still on the edge your face is caught Faded from misuse and age, Your name still holds my cherished page; On the tale long sought to seal, But maybe that's how people heal. Spoiler: Author's Notes |
Author: | DoMaya [ Tue Oct 31, 2017 9:22 am ] |
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He spoke to me in passing, Of how little he now felt. He told me he was hurting, As the passing hours melt. I told him of a story, 'bout a time I felt as him. It took nary but vapors, from his glass now to the brim She confided her secrets, to a man that she'd just met. To give completely to me, Any other she'd regret. She too spoke of her hardships, as so many others done. Given a heart that's broken, and she's not the only one. I read to him of legends, of a healer that would come. His eyes and mem'ry taken. To all others he was numb. I left him when I traveled, He hugged me and wished me luck. Years later learned his passing, Another the cold had struck. She clung onto my shoulder, when we met inside that cold. Wanted someone to save her, or maybe someone to hold. I gave what little I had, but my heart was still my own. Soured that she could not have, I'd just rather be alone. Early life spent in hiding, heard his heart was not to be. Felt if his kin had shunned him, Sadly one of them was me. He told us all his feelings, his heart's for another man. But still I loved him dearly, Like only a brother can. Spoiler: Author's Notes |
Author: | DoMaya [ Thu Nov 09, 2017 1:07 am ] |
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Milky Dream If I could make everyday, become a yesterday. Tomorrow would still be, where I'd want to go. If I could see anything, and then learn everything. The time I'd waste chasing, what I'd want to know. So with time and knowledge gone, still I would seek beyond. Boundless and forgotten, and still without name. If the sky's oceans were fair, I'd name each star out there. All seen as different, instead are all same. If I could soon reach those skies, and pull up all who tries, We'd spend all our lifetimes, on that milky way. I'd share with all those who dreamed, that soft shimmering cream. A sip of that brightness, we chased yesterday. So each shooting star above, is us sending our love To forlorn and dreamers, who need but a drip. We're hailing from every stream, The S.S. Milky Dream And in each child's heart, we anchor our ship I'll pinch and pull out those seams, unbinding truth and dream. To bring those tomorrows, whom needs it today. I'll dock us all on unknown, and claim it as our home. An eternal sunset, on that milky way. It's between that dusk and dawn, where our tomorrow's gone. I'll keep you a place here, a home on our star. Tomorrow is almost here, and we are docked so near. Tomorrow we can sail, tomorrows not far. Spoiler: Author's Notes |
Author: | DoMaya [ Thu Dec 14, 2017 1:02 pm ] |
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Please put twenty on the six, So I can drive away. Where I'm sure to stay, Sir. I've not much left to my name, But this here broken car Still it could take me far Sir. I'd tell you where I would go But it's unknown to me It's where I'll soon be Sir. There's not much left for me here There's but a cooling bed And it's where I dread Sir. It's too late for me to ask If I could turn around Nothing to be found Sir Please just let me go out there Let me go away soon Where they know my tune Sir. Spoiler: Author's Notes |
Author: | DoMaya [ Tue Feb 27, 2018 8:47 am ] |
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Echo V: Echoes of Echoes There have been rumors about me, That I've left you all behind. Worry not, I'll be here waiting. In a place that you can find. I had been a man of patience, Though my dreams were always far. In echoes of silent waters That is where the dreamers are. Though our ties may seem unraveled, Still echos will carry true; Memories of those that made us, My echoes, echo in you. I am just a little further On a bridge we built before. So many have come to know me And today we have one more. In brightened eyes of my watchers. That echo will carry on. I've no fear of time eternal I remain though I am gone. And to those I held within me, Those echoes are now in mine. Still preserved in all it's passion, A million souls in each line. I've left these words for the living, To know just as I had knew. Endless souls we carry with us, Those echoes, echo in you. Spoiler: Author's Notes |
Author: | DoMaya [ Thu Mar 01, 2018 9:36 am ] |
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Echo II: Our Echo When I was with you, There was something new. It was the first time, The laughter was mine, That laughter echoes too. My thoughts were insane, To love would bring pain. But against my will, Yes you loved me still, Your laughter echoes too. Time has just rolled on, What matters is gone. Do I still exist, Fading into mist, My laughter echoes too. I lived without cause, A life spent in pause. You reached out to me, My reason to be, Your laughter echoes too. As I walked to you, The one thing I knew, Your loving embrace, Laughter stole hate's place, That laughter echoes too. Many years after, there was new laughter. And he was our joy, Was laughing, my boy. Our laughter echoes too. Spoiler: Author's Notes |
Author: | DoMaya [ Sat Apr 07, 2018 1:34 pm ] |
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Child of Teeth Hello there new one, Born with your only treasure. A beautiful gift, Priceless beyond measure. A world of thieves, They seek to take it from you. And all that you are, To shape you as they knew. A child of teeth, Of bone, wisdom, and sinew. They brought you this far, To take what's within you. Do not be of them, Find where your treasure's needed. Seek others as you, Who's teeth shan't be heeded. Do not think as them, Too their words seek your treasure. Their kindness a guise, Loss guides them to pleasure. Do not judge of them, Too their treasures were taken. These children of teeth, They too were forsaken. By children of Hate, Of fear, mistrust, and power. They too were once young, And too were devoured. Do not fall as them, Don't let them blacken your soul. Lest children of teeth, Come to swallow you whole. Spoiler: Author's Notes Spoiler: Sister Poem SEE AUTHOR'S NOTES FIRST |
Author: | DoMaya [ Sun Jun 03, 2018 8:05 pm ] |
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The bugle sounds To gavel pounds, I'm sentenced to the ground. A friend I found Who's hands go round, That's digging up my mound. The cannon shells Have sent to hell, All those who's morale fell I sure could tell, That it worked well, Both sides rang out their knell Insanity The end of me, And all I'll ever be. Minds entropy, Eternally, A cursed one is thee. Spoiler: Author's Notes |
Author: | DoMaya [ Wed Feb 27, 2019 11:02 pm ] |
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I don't believe in happiness.
Or what it's meant to be, I don't believe that happiness, was ever meant for me. I see all these people living, Their struggles and their woes. Their petty wrathful acts in life, Most clearly to me shows; What happiness can bring one to, And all the hurt it leaves. With so desperate a creature made, Saught moments of reprieve; From anguish brought by happiness. And all that it entails No comfort in that selfish act, When happiness can fail. |
Author: | DoMaya [ Sat Apr 13, 2019 10:33 am ] |
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Snowdrop If I was the sand, you'd be like the snow.
On beaches and mountains, like dull light we glow. Falling and shifting, a slave to our roles. But still we are perfect, still both of us whole. If I met great heat, while you felt great cold No longer a stranger, did Glass, Ice behold. life is as fragile, as ice and glass true. But we give it meaning, I'll give mine to you. If I could fly up, and follow you down. From vapor to snowdrop, in joy I would drown. But here by the sea, caressing each wave I'm awaiting your snowfall; a promise you gave. If winds sought to change, and blew you away. If you couldn't find me, I would not dismay. Though strangers in form, we're kindred in soul No power or purpose, could take that we're whole. If never again, we met on this beach Please love another, who your magic can reach I would forgive you, if you did stay gone And you could forget me, and I would move on. |
Author: | Pierre [ Sat Apr 13, 2019 12:39 pm ] |
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Makes me sad. |
Author: | Sjibbey [ Wed May 15, 2019 9:58 am ] |
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DoMaya wrote: Spoiler: saving space by putting it in the spoiler This one really connected with me. Over a year ago I became the godfather of my brothers firstborn son and I dread the future society he will live in if things continue the way they are going. I've been thinking about the parts of my life where my expectations were crushed by cold reality. Which values truly make you succeed in life and how you can find out what makes your own life fullfilling, to name a few. It's all knowhow after the fact for me and I feel like I had to leave a bit of myself behind to gain this knowlegde (or even to be able to percieve this information). I wonder how I can convey my knowledge and experience in a way that is useful for a child, heck, if he's even willing to hear it. At the very least I think he should know that blind obedience results in great dependencies and not questioning authority can make you blind to everything around that authority. Really liked this poem, I hope I properly explained why . |
Author: | DoMaya [ Thu Feb 27, 2020 9:10 am ] |
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A storm I called is brewing, the cold winds told me so. You hear it in the branches, in every tree that grows. A cold snap here on Monday, and Tuesday naught but hail. With Wednesday fast approaching, by Thursday we'll be pale. A winter fast descending, to judge us for our sins. Don't try to shame the failures, when no one ever wins. Now chill is not it's fury, but silence is its art. Of all the things of nature, it is the greatest part. So if the winter calls you, you will be led astray. The sinful it will punish, the just will surely stay. A child's taught to fear it, adults will fight its touch. By elder's voice we hear it, but never tells that much. The precipice of knowledge, where wisdom never dares. Had sought to overcome it, what nature freely shares. The hubris of a mortal, the dogma of a king. They all are just but children, to this unfeeling thing. But I have given comfort, and venerated so. To what which calls the winter, and that which lets life grow. So as the winter calls me, I'll never see that gray. I've so much more to do here, so it will let me - Spoiler: Author's Notes |
Author: | Anthony [ Fri Feb 28, 2020 3:34 am ] |
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How I enjoy reading this. Lol |
Author: | Sjibbey [ Fri Feb 28, 2020 11:47 am ] |
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I guess you also still check in from time to time. I'm not a big fan of winter personally. I really dislike the cold and slippery roads are the bane of my existance since I slowly crashed my car into the backside of a big truck. Regardless, if you post your poems here Domaya, I'll keep reading them. |
Author: | Pierre [ Sat Feb 29, 2020 8:58 pm ] |
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Sounds great DoMaya. Like something out of Skyrim or a similar fantasy. You ever thought about getting your stuff published? |
Author: | DoMaya [ Wed Jun 10, 2020 10:41 am ] |
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We are, We are everything.
The people of value, the seers of truth. You are, you've hurt everything. The person to hate, the slayer of truth. So biled and hurtful, so evil to hear. So repugnant and vile, so wrathful so near. Evil evil, you small evil thing. How bitter, how petty, now made nothing. See now? See now? How evil you were? A simpering demon, neither he nor a her. Bitter demon, your evil's been felled. By my perfect, tolerant, truth I had held. What say now evil? have you no words? A demon's a demon, yes a demon you were. Sit there now evil, all we've done is reclaim. What should have been ours, now take in your pain. Burn now, burn now, your kind is unkind Made remind, of our kind, inclined in our find; Now rewind to behind, now supined on decline; of a cliff line by neck bind, we are so kind. |
Author: | DoMaya [ Fri Jul 10, 2020 2:33 pm ] |
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Upon a cliff, I have made.
A place to rest Until we meet. And on that cliff, on a glade. Beyond the crest I made a seat. I was okay, till cold came. Kindled a spark So you could see. And for a time, by that flame. From out the dark Strangers found me. And so they too, waited here. For kin and friend To find their way. For each of them, lent my ear. And each heart mend To those who stay. Made a home, For those alone. Caught in a storm That consumes time. And those alone, in this home. A kinship forms As eons climb. They each meet theirs, who'se hearts each share. Alone am I But still patient. They each are paired, all those who dared. To wait and sigh Their lifetime spent. It's like a book, our chapter flew. Torn from the end Of a love tale. I made our home, an inn for who. Deserved their friends and hearts to sail. "The End of Time" An Inn at sea Of time and age That floods the end I'm waiting here, Will you find me? On this torn page That God won't mend? |
Author: | DoMaya [ Fri Feb 26, 2021 10:47 am ] |
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The lake was still, the waters clean.
Upon the surface starlight gleams. Though far above, both sea and shore. A peaceful place for those made pure. We claimed a place for us to sow, The seeds that grow by starlight's glow. Now far beyond both home and land, We strangers here on stardust stand, Alone in all creation's eye; All those who would dream for the sky. We peered beyond, the mortal veil. And pierced beyond on starlight sail. To reach the light, that Milky Way. And share it's warmth with those who stray, From home and nation now made strife, We promise you a better life. A star beyond, we've left our home. To lead you here where peace is known. On our return we'll lead you there. By glow of night and starlight flare. Not plagued by sin's own providence, Reborn in light and cognizance. By sip of star and land unclaimed. We seek to see all that remains; Beyond the seas of endless streams; Of starlight, passion, joy, and dreams. We've built a home for kin and kind; Forsaken souls time left behind. Their courage now is one with ours In the pursuit of shining stars. Should wind buffet, don't build a lee Let all your worries carry thee. Where nights are long but light is found On shining streams of stardust ground. These tiny cinders; ember souls. Of life beyond in warmest cold. We find these souls and bring them here. Where poisoned time is stricken clear. This beauty now, offered to thee. To those who choose to sail with me. The time is now, the sails are set. We've many more to bring there yet. Your home beyond is close at hand. If you can leave these poison sands. The pain and purpose placed on you, Just cast them out, to oceans blue. Our ship takes flight only if we. Can leave behind what poisons thee. They're waiting there on stars we claimed. They shine for us, while still unnamed. |
Author: | DoMaya [ Tue Apr 13, 2021 12:04 pm ] |
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This be the Query I heard your words, and felt the same. Helped me to hear them, one lone day. But you left here before I came. And I pondered just, what I'd say. True you were my senior writer. Touched far more than I ever will. Our words act as soul igniters, So I've a question for you still; "If man hands misery to man, And our pains and sins are to stay, Could hands not reach to close that span, And help pull us all from that gray?" Spoiler: Author's Notes |
Author: | DoMaya [ Thu May 20, 2021 8:46 am ] |
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Hello dear person, coming or going?
Going to where you ought to have been? Finding your purpose, Where the wind's blowing. Blowing you here, to where we begin? Blowing in circles, ebbing and flowing. Flowing in halls we lit as a shrine. Have you a question? secrets worth showing? Showing a life, that ought to be mine. Only a moment, Lifetime soon starting. Starting at last and always too late. Candle for guidance, Finding our passion. Passion in part, of shrines we create. If I was better, deserved the answers. Answers for what, I could have become. When I can restart, try my life over. Over again, but that never comes. Lifetime in stasis, memories fading Fading to grey, and running away. Nostalgic writing, my inner child Child that I, will become some day. |
Author: | DoMaya [ Wed Mar 02, 2022 12:20 pm ] |
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I thought I could hold on to you forever,
But I lost a piece of you along the way. I peered behind to trace the path we walked on. And found you'd fallen down the endless grey. I can't recall just what I did to get here, A stumbling that's led us both astray. You trusted me to lead us through the unknown. Alas we never could escape the grey. A broken man was dusting off the footprints, In the place we were and could no longer stay. He pointed out to show me where you wandered. He pointed to the shadow of the gray. Along the shadow of the endless nothing, On the hour of the final mortal day. You found yourself and found the world waning You found yourself inside that endless grey. Please find me before the world takes me Before I lose myself and rather stay. Save me from the person I'm becoming Before I'm lost forever to the gray. |
Author: | DoMaya [ Mon Aug 08, 2022 9:31 am ] |
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I am just a grain of sand, alone here by the sea.
In observance of their lives, and my own entropy. A lone stone polished by waves, but still a stone it stays It sees the world in it's beauty, a sorrow that betrays. I have gleaned the endless mirrors, of the halls of time. All these shining portraits are but, fractions of their lives. Winding halls of incandescence, shining from within. It's so profound and complicated, while mired in it's sin. If I could just shift their burden, give them just one sign Let them know their life has purpose, in this grand design Still they deny life it's value, It's all so unfair, With all it's life a sullen victim, a slave to it's despair Somewhere in that distant darkness, where their hearts reside I will find and show compassion, that they were denied. If one soul would find it's purpose, see my point of view. A grain of sand would change the world, and have it's purpose too |
Author: | Sjibbey [ Mon Aug 08, 2022 2:32 pm ] |
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DoMaya wrote: I am just a grain of sand, alone here by the sea. In observance of their lives, and my own entropy. A lone stone polished by waves, but still a stone it stays It sees the world in it's beauty, a sorrow that betrays. I have gleaned the endless mirrors, of the halls of time. All these shining portraits are but, fractions of their lives. Winding halls of incandescence, shining from within. It's so profound and complicated, while mired in it's sin. If I could just shift their burden, give them just one sign Let them know their life has purpose, in this grand design Still they deny life it's value, It's all so unfair, With all it's life a sullen victim, a slave to it's despair Somewhere in that distant darkness, where their hearts reside I will find and show compassion, that they were denied. If one soul would find it's purpose, see my point of view. A grain of sand would change the world, and have it's purpose too I really like this new entry. Glad to see you're still making them. Spoiler: response |
Author: | DoMaya [ Thu Mar 09, 2023 6:52 am ] |
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There's a man who's nearing something, that's he's obsessed over the years.
He had doubted ever finding it, and succumbed to his fears. As time went on he began to base, his failures on his worth. That no power on or above this place could ever break his curse. As he lost nearly everything, his soul took a darker shade. Denied himself the comfort found in the relief he once prayed. Kept the pain within himself and cursed his waking days; That every second tortured him and he never displayed. He had to give up love that day, before it drove him mad. For every time he thought of them, he realized what had had; Was a longing for deserving, what he never could obtain A bitter poison feeding him, and slicing at his brain. |
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