Spun Away Inside My Web
When you feel like the world is falling down around you,
What do you see?
Buildings falling, disappear.
Trees are burning, gone away.
What color is the sky? Black.
Or did it feel this way?
Or is it just that my life has crumbled to bits?
Left me here, alone, and without anything.
Who is this thing that I speak of?
An unknown burst of fear grows inside my chest, turning me cold.
When you see the world falling down around you-
You survive the pain and terror.
The dirt is eaten beneath the souls of your feet.
Souls of your feet. Souls of your. Souls of you. Souls. Souls.
Tired eyes close silently. Painless.
Body is hurt. Legs are gone.
My mind has spun a wicked game.
A game I have lost alone.
What do you see when you feel your life crumbling away?
Nothing but the twisting dust left to show you were a loser.
A loser, so blind, the game so delicately spun, was lost.
With no regret. No second thoughts.
No love. Nothing.
Just a game spun in my webbed mind.
--JLD--
Chains of Misery
I sit alone, as does the moon.
And wait for him to come and rob me.
He will take my pride and my honesty.
My head will hang in utter shame.
The pulsing I feel in my breast,
Is his hand cupping my heart.
He is within me now.
My dreams, hopes, fantasies, and wishes
All have vanished in the palm of his hand.
My destiny dances on his fingertips.
He rours out in laughter, as it tickles him.
Alone, I still sit, watching him crawl away.
I need not look to see the bloody trail following him.
My blood.
I am cold and alone.
The coldness is within, no where else.
Black wings swoop down and rip my soul from my limp body.
Returning to me, I see his flaming eyes.
My body now rests in his hand.
Crawling away, we are leaving my paradise and entering his.
Blue and green is far behind.
While red and black walls of fire and steel lie ahead.
Crawling away, I have no wishes, no dreams, hopes or fantasies.
High above the head of this mystical beast,
My soul flies free in chains of misery.
--JLD--
