| My Poetry |
| Deliverance By Torture A thud resounds through the ground The body makes sickening contact with wood Piercing irons pin it into place Once, twice, they leave more room for pain The timber is heaved into place Feet forced flat, the last strike drives home Slowly the weight bears down Physical and worldly Searing fire races through every capillary Straining to break the surface for some relief This inflicts another anguish Realizing there is no escape, but for the impermissible He consigns himself to the depths Life is becoming harder to draw in The slow destruction allows for one last, miniscule relief A spark of survival, hope, ignites Yet the respite is deceiving Intermittent asphyxiation begins A deeper, crushing agony is at work Flooding the last walls of the fortress "It is finished." |
| Worthy? The desire to laugh is shocking Where did this impulse come from? It isn't wanted The privilege wasn't earned The others may take that pleasure Not I. The agony overflowed, spilling onto innocents This is why I'm denied. A harbinger of pain doesn't deserve joy. |
| Forbiddance of Joy Sacred blood, hunger consuming me The naked ache, all of us I stagger, I am always bleeding Will or can I grow? Clutching at the glistening flame My existence is a vast bruise The whispering angel forever haunts me Promises my escape I feverishly leap for it Will anybody remember me Will my memory linger for a magnificent moment Or flicker like a dark moon in the night A slender tendril appears For a rare moment, a crack I see and am tantalized by the joy But it's sliced away Once again denied to me Who continues this forbiddance of joy Why? |
| Ignorance For Life Flitting about like a ghost Portraying itself white and innocent Revealing in increments the true being A dark spirit after your soul It offers up the innocence of a child While its monster persona is plotting Whispering in the darkness of manipulative schemes Acceptance by treachery, this fills its lusting dreams Clutching at those left behind with a ravenous grasp More is shown by successive and desperate efforts Truth dawns on the victims They turn away in disgust Waiting nor wanting any longer To be continuously exploited by the pitiable wretch |
| Protectorate One strike could destroy them all Nullify the tormentors The world pities them They displayed the ultimate stupidity By harming hers Now they will RUN Flee from the rage But to where? The vengeance is ruthless Thsi is a notification to others Harming her own, Ensures inevitable demise in the face of THE WRATH |
| Sticks and Stones Cruel condescension, sadistic sarcasm Whipping me with every sentence Each time destroying more and more of my heart?. Why give me life If you're going to torture it? Why give me opportunities If you become jealous when I take them? Every cutting word you've handed me Has been another stone to build the wall. I will never feel your pride But at least I can stop the pain. |