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[June 18, 2015]

Darkness surrounds the prisoner
As the shackles do bind him
He stares blankly into nothing for
Nothing will save him
He tries to remember how he got there
But his mind is corrupted
 
Corrupt darkness consumes his soul
As he lies motionless on the floor
Emotionless and hungry for more
Vengeance rages out of control
He screams at shadows and lures hatred
For he cannot control temptation
 
Tempting thoughts echo through him
For he is alone in the darkness
His mind is mad and his dreams fail
His heart is heavy for this he does wail
He struggles and pulls, punches the air
He questions existence for he is scared
 
His hatred threatens to consume him
As he rips the flesh from his skin
His eyes red, His anger swells
In the darkness he hears the bells

He saw her beauty and felt her misery
Lifeless and dead, cold and pale
He stabbed him until his heart did fail
He tore it apart, ripped him to shreds
And he buried him with no regrets 

He breaks the shackles and screams out loud
As blood drips like an evil cloud
He tears at madness with claws of fury
And breaks away evil with no mercy
 
He kills lingering shadows lurking within
And finds all reasoning for his sin
Free at last the prisoner walks once more
Wondering where to find the door
He wanders the room and feels the floor
He runs from the darkness in his core
 
Blinding light illuminates his face
As his eyes fall into place
 He reaches towards it and opens his eyes
Then he realizes his own state of mind
 
He was never prisoner in shackles
He was caught in a nightmare of his failures
Driven insane and almost to slaughter
But now he feels his pain no longer
 
Light pours into the room
Curtains blow in the breeze
As a shackle slides from the balcony
The prisoner is free, from his nightmare and sorrow
As he rides the clouds into tomorrow
Prisoner [June 18, 2015]
Category: Fiction
A story about a man imprisoned by his failures. He is driven insane by his nightmares and commits suicide.
[April 26, 2015]

Shrouded and quiet
He stands in silence
He searches for nothing
For he knows no one
Dark and cold, all alone
All he’s known, silent darkness
He doesn’t move, never lingers
Here he stands, in the silence

Like a statue of marble
Carved with beauty
He doesn’t crave, never wonders
How it feels to love another

He doesn’t think, he doesn’t eat
He doesn’t take or try to keep
He doesn’t steal, he doesn’t feel
Trapped inside, without pride
He never lives, never dies

A shadow paints itself among darkness
And the statue creaks in the silence
The stone cracks and trembles
As the figure of light draws near
Deep within he can hear

He hears a voice, he hears the birds
He hears the water, and how it roars
He hears the wind, he hears the storm
He breaks the silence and can’t take anymore

The silence his home, now destroyed
He opens his eyes and focuses his mind
He sees death for he is no longer blind
He looks upon the shadow and feels its design

As he moves, the statue crumbles
He reaches out and trembles
He feels fear and doesn’t know why
He cries out into the night sky

She moves into the light and gazes into his eyes
He moves towards her in his disguise
She sees through the mask and wonders
He sees her shadow and feels the thunder

The silence is broken, the statue has crumbled
The darkness is torn, the ground ripped asunder
Silent and frozen, dark and cold
Together they forge the land and mold
Their own perfect world, in the silence
Silence [April 26, 2015]
Category: Fiction
A story about a man who lives within himself, ignoring the world around him. Only once he realizes the true beauty of the world around him, does he open his eyes to find everything he ever wanted was always right in front of him.
[April 4, 2015]

Sands of time fall
In the glass, one by one
Each grain so small
Under the setting sun, it has begun

Even though it just begun
The end lingers near
When the glass is empty and done
All your worst fears will be here

Your fate will soon be realized
As the sands fall to bottom
As you lose your disguise
You too will have fallen

You have fallen, into a pit of fear
Never again to see the light
Dark and shrouded, so unclear
You get ready for a fight

Your opponent mysterious
Eyes blood red, cold
Eerie and fearless
They look deep within your soul

They know who you are
They pass judgment on your sins
You can’t hide from them
They look at you, and grin

Charging forward, they lash out
Striking away your ignorance
They hack away at your doubts
And find reason for your existence

Stripping away your sins, you are naked
And as the final grain falls, the world can see
Time could not be forsaken
For now you have been set free

You are free at last, in a cruel world of hate
Time never stands still, never wait
In this place, you are always late
Too long, too much time you waste
Here you stand, in the sands of fate
Sands of Fate [April 4, 2015]
Category: Fiction
Describes the limitation of time, the fear of death and the judgment of sin.
[November 4, 2011]

There are things hidden
Behind false masks, secrets behind broken trust
Deep within my soul, in my heart I did feel
Something disturbed the peace, upset the perfect balance
This I know, but I cannot know. I know nothing.

I can’t help but wonder, is it my face?
I must be scary when you flee from me
I know you’re afraid, I see it within your eyes
You couldn’t face me, you wouldn’t tell me.
You run from me.


Am I blind? Can I not see?
Where are you? Come back to me
Further and further I drove you away
You tried to show me, the mist is thick
Through the glass, you faded from sight

Do I have amnesia? I cannot remember
You said you told me, I must have forgot
I’m trying to find you in an unfamiliar crowd
You blend in so well, I thought I knew your face
I’m lost in empty space.

Am I deaf? Can I not hear?
Did you tell me? Or did I not care?
I think you did, but I misheard
I tried to listen, but no sound reaches me
Your words come, no more.

It rips me apart, burns my shreds
It tears out my heart, leaves me to insanity
I am undone by ignorance, a memory long forgotten
I am broken, I try to speak. But I am mute.
You stole my voice and I never knew

Now there is a third, that I can see
Even though my ignorance has blinded me
I couldn’t remember, I could not speak
I thought it was me, maybe it was you
Sneaking within the shadows of my own perfect world

I’ve defended my castle, however, nothing lasts forever
Walls crumble, dreams decay
And even on the satin in which I lay, my existence fades
And in it’s place, the golden one stands
And in his hand, in which he holds,
There lies my Ignorance.
Author Note: A poem I wrote about a past relationship that fell beyond my control.

Ignorance [November 4, 2011]
Category: Personal/Relative
Describes a failing relationship that was always beyond control.
[December 21, 2010]

Thunder roars in the distance
His sense of loneliness deepens
He wishes he could feel emotion
But Animal knows only instinct
He senses the approaching storm
And with it, the wrath of God
The animal tries to escape from his fury
But instead
Is consumed in his own living hell
 
The Animal cannot stop
The rampage
It tries to survive
But cannot
It wants to end its hunger
But cannot catch its prey
It tries for love
But feels none
 
The clouds start to swell
With the sorrow of a thousand tears
She cries
She feels the mist in her heart
The ground at her feet
Her beauty is unmatched
But it will not save her
She turns around
And sees the storm coming
She knows she cannot escape her destiny
For she is destiny’s child
 
The clouds roll over her
They embrace her
Consume her
From the darkness of the storm
The animal appears before her
And like the sun in all its fiery fury
He pulls her into the storm
Hoping to end the hunger
That consumes him
  
Into the darkness they go
Forevermore
They sink lower and lower
Forevermore
To the darkest region of the abyss
Forevermore
Into the heart of the storm
Forevermore
Their fates collide
Nevermore
 
The animal consumes her in his wrath
Sorrow meets with anger
She becomes part of the creature
Neither living, nor dying
The animal knows by instinct
The storm is almost over
He knows and embraces it
 
Lightning flares in the sky
As the Animal begins to die
A new life is created in the heavens
Dampening the wrath of God
The Animal senses his own destruction
And finally starts to feel her emotion
Her sorrow and his anger fuse
 
The beast beats upon the storm
Backing anger into a corner
The Animal beats upon the storm
And starts to fade
The creature beats upon the storm
And the clouds shatter into rain
The boy and her soul within beat upon
The last remaining tendrils of the storm
And reveal to the world
A light brighter than the fury of
“The Animal”
Author Note: First poem I wrote, back in high school.

The Animal [December 21, 2010]
Category: Fiction
A story about a man trying to find himself. Lost within his emotional turmoil, he becomes “the animal”, a person consumed by his sorrow and anger. Seeking friendship and love, he confides his emotions within a woman, ultimately freeing himself from the darkness within him

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