by Unknown
Apr 2011 369 Views 4 comments
Hope is a Delusion
Child’s heart like apocrypha
Weaving like a widows web
This verse a coming apocalypse
Innocence a dead broken foetus
Life is only that of desolation
Blindfolded to eternity’s love
Worldly embrace to decay
Massacre of the soul’s entity
Transfusion of blood lies
Mystical hell on the horizon
A muted suspense coming forth
The beast a harbinger of death
Mephisto in endless nightmares
Icicles break off and splinter
Slicing into the skin’s reality
Distilled poison in a goblet
Newborn messiah cursing veins
Rays of black shine from the sun
Prayers of beauty echo aloud
Executioners axe in the distance
Tunnel of masochists arise
Clouds of fury fight the disciples
Declining incantation of trust
Bridged destiny and paranoia
Primrose path to whispered mutiny
Fantasy mounts a black stallion
Cursed lullabies before rigor mortis
Vortex of illusions consummate you
Ignorance consumes a dark mind
Sin erases your withered heart.
Comatosed
© 14-04-2010
Weaving like a widows web
This verse a coming apocalypse
Innocence a dead broken foetus
Life is only that of desolation
Blindfolded to eternity’s love
Worldly embrace to decay
Massacre of the soul’s entity
Transfusion of blood lies
Mystical hell on the horizon
A muted suspense coming forth
The beast a harbinger of death
Mephisto in endless nightmares
Icicles break off and splinter
Slicing into the skin’s reality
Distilled poison in a goblet
Newborn messiah cursing veins
Rays of black shine from the sun
Prayers of beauty echo aloud
Executioners axe in the distance
Tunnel of masochists arise
Clouds of fury fight the disciples
Declining incantation of trust
Bridged destiny and paranoia
Primrose path to whispered mutiny
Fantasy mounts a black stallion
Cursed lullabies before rigor mortis
Vortex of illusions consummate you
Ignorance consumes a dark mind
Sin erases your withered heart.
Comatosed
© 14-04-2010
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Posted: Apr 2011
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Comments (4)
When Icicles break off and splinter Slicing into the skin’s reality, life is indeed hard. Although it may well be true that Hope is a Delusion, I embrace hope with all of my heart, thankfully not yet erased by sin. Thank you for sharing this "dark patch" from the other side of hope.
I am through this 'dark patch' thankfully.. I spent the last few years of being a teenager writing dark poetry.
There is most certainly light and for those who can see it they have the courage life offers to get through the obstacles that can cross one's path.
I struggle with it at times.. but.. I get there :)