September 25, 2012
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the inner abyss

you cannot see my darkness ~ you cannot feel my pain
i ache to feel that which is real ~ yet I lash out against it
not knowing whether to open up ~ or run like hell
love is pain ~ feeling is pain ~ that is what is familiar, known
within me are scars that beat with a life force of their own
lonely dreamer, walking within the dark confines of my mind
having never truly felt or seen that which others claim is real
wanting to scream in disgust, in anger,
there is no saving me, there is no god, no higher power,
no knights in shining armor, no fairytales, no dreams come true,
no true love, no true hapiness, no realness to this lifethere is only pain ~ true, raw, down to your very core ~ pain

for so long, I've worn a mask,
hiding the scars within, hiding the real me,
for so long, I've hidden, I've ran,
I've lived in the darkness that most cant even
begin to know, or understand
out of my dreams, you appeared,
your ways unlike any I've ever known
you gently unlocked my chambers
you coaxed me from my mask
you have shared just a taste of my pain
and I, I stand behind you, in the shadows
wanting to run away from that which is so unfamiliar,
so frightening to me
yet I want you to rush to my view,
to stand before me, heart beating fast,
eyes wide and sincere, hearing your voice
as everything around me fades,
just to say "I'm here, I'm real"
if my pain were to have a face
if my scars were visible to the naked eye
people would run in fear,
scared of what they do not know
or understand,
thinking, no, no, that's impossible, unimaginable
so innocent, so nieve to the faces of evil
into my depths of darkness within
you arrive
unknown, yet so familiar
are you true, are you real
you sweep me off my feet
spin me into a tale of things only
my distant, childhood dreams
thought of, long before the
hands of anger, the words of pain,
the sharp sting of my soul being
ripped open over and over again
so here I lie, within your arms,
your words, my breath,
your beating heart, my music,
can I break the chains that keep me here
so here I lay within my cold, lonely field
so innocent, so neive, so doubting
of the world in my dreams
asleep, kept in a state of frozen winter
you arive, beckoned by my dreams,
sent from a place I never thought existed
wanting to wake me from my dreamlands
and I, so clouded by memories
so harmed by thorns
so raw from unthawed wounds
not knowing whether I am still asleep
or really awake, and see you there
sweet knight of my dreams..
~just a little ramble from within ~ really no rhyme, no reason ~
~just tales, dreams, thoughts, imagination ~ or maybe its real ~
~life is a constant state of change ~ the only thing real is pain ~
~the only thing certain is uncertainty~written by me 9/25/2012
Comments (2)
seems like the dark moods are making the rounds to a lot of people. hope yours passes quickly
Me too, and I hope her knight finally gets her to believe in herself and that she is worthy of a chance at a bright future.
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