Random-ass Poem, shut the fuck up by rosepiramid, journal
Random-ass Poem, shut the fuck up
Silence
Surrounded by silence.
Its claws dig into my skin
make me shudder
make me crawl
make me beg for mercy.
It hurts more than anything.
Silence.
I can't call you
Why can't I hear you?
They say you're there.
I see nothing.
Silence surrounds me, laughing as I
shriek
trying to fill the empty silence
trying to get it to leave me alone...
just...
trying...
failing.
I'd rather die than listen to the silence any longer.
Cells we divide now divide our masses
One becomes two, God help us.
Don't you dare question what
Science has deemed is good for us -
Things never were this complicated before.
The human costs of cloning, they claim,
Are morally repellant. Slogans yelled,
Placards raised against a vilified enemy
One we will never fully understand, nor
Hope to, they claim. Pitiful. Shameful.
Absorb our eyes, skin, the feel
Of rain, sensations, broken, absurd.
We comment, socially, societally, upon
The biology of our technology, but never
Do we consider what we ourselves say.
Lost upon our nameless sea of guilt,
Pentagrams repeated 'cross our skies, burned
Today, there is a battle which we must inevitably face.
Unite and assemble, to fight the mighty foe!
Verily, we fight against form and thought.
We cannot desert our posts, we must be vigilant.
Xenophobia, Lies, and Hate are the foes, against whom we must fend.
Yes, it will be difficult, but if we endure,
Zion will rise, and all will be healed.
Didn't see the light
Always in the dark
Then I met you
You brought me up into the light
I wouldn't be able to do anything
Without you on my side
But then I left
You and I both went to the dark side
Back to pain and hurt
I said we would see each other
But that might not happen
I promised but now what?
I pomised too much
I saw your pain, you saw mine.
But I never thought
You really ment it
I wanted the best for you
You wanted the best for me
We never thought we would be stuck
Like this in a black hole
Never to come back.
But when we DO see each other
I will apologize for everything
We will be friends again
Nothing will g
I see her beauty.
I hear her song.
I taste her food.
I smell her perfume.
I feel kissed.
I see her mask.
I hear her cries.
I taste her alcohol.
I smell her cigarettes.
I feel high.
I see his strength.
I hear his tales.
I taste his sweat.
I smell his musk.
I feel embraced.
I see his bravado.
I hear his whines.
I taste his angst.
I s
Hearken not to the words
Of the beauteous, ungodly saint,
Or linger like a swimmer
In coagulating paint.
Sharpest nails scrape the night.
Perfect cuticles in your day dreams.
Torn innocence.
Has all been lost?
There are many things that may be found,
Like insects, wormlings
But that sound...
It infiltrates the sodden ground
To penetrate the coffin bound.
The saint sings on,
Drowning out Nirvana.
So beauteous
yet so ungodly.
Tinkling notes can fill my soul,
but won’t touch it
never touches
Have no illusions
- What you cannot attain
Never truly leaves.
Sometimes, you feel like giving up. In your mind, you had given up all hope and all that’s left to do is to quietly disappear in a corner. Perhaps you didn’t have enough courage to continue moving on; afraid of failure, you stand still in the road called life, unsure of what to do next. Fear of being unable to stop what’s going to happen next, fear of being unable to prevent that same mishap from happening again, fear of falling again after that one thousand failures. Because of that fear, you’re moving further from me.
“Now all I want to do is forget this ever happened. Forget it all, go to sleep, and never wak