Zombie

As a corpse Decays alive with no soul

an expanding cloud of hate,

the remains of love floating away.

Love fuses to life as hate to death.

Emotion collapses in on itself

rapidly pinning pain to flesh.

Death blows apart love forever

a massive amount of emotion leaking...

Life

Cold and dim

a thin layer of hope

still hanging in the air

Shining tones of color

outbursts of light

burning a hole in reality

the pressure of life

overwhelming.

Some need support with love

the exclusion of love

Tormenting

the very principle overthrown

Limits crush hope

a wall of limits to high to climb

the number of screams

shrieking

engulfing life fully

Love to Insufficient.

all Systems eventually shut down...

Observing the corpse

all that was needed or wanted was a companion

all hate Accumulated

Life must fall

as hate exceeds Limitation

Triggering a chain of Pain

a supernova of emotion

Explodes with the intensity

of life and death

a spray of thoughts into space

Eventually Evaporating.

Brianna Lewis

1999

Age: 15

Pain

As the flame breaks in the fading mist of the night

the song of the pale horse tickled the air.

The very essence of pain enveloped

the sea is missed

as the last drop of hope is evaporated

in the heat of death.

The mortal body decaying slowly

with every thought repelled.

Pains devotion to life,

twisted,

as silence plowed in to the horror of eternity.

Puncturing its everlasting fondness with its beloved,

Clawing away from the passion of peace.

Detest cleared from the mind.

Caressing the violent repulsion

of a lost love.

Worshiping every stab of knowledge...

Wailing tells the story of torment,

as suffering sobs fill all space,

Screams drilling a hole in to the flesh and bone.

Eyes glaring from nowhere,

Whispering as enchantment into the star littered sky...

Rage will strike a battle cry.

Draped and caged in the fatal after life of hope.

Saneness lingering just out of range to clasp.

Joyless caresses taken with joyless smiles.

Cold fingers wrapped around a blade...

Murmurs fall silent

as a misty haze drifts and came to rest

in the empty room...

Sanity finally vanished from lack of love,

replaced by the suffering of eternal pain.

Brianna Lewis

2000

Age: 15

Heart of Stone

People Known are people Lost

Warm words fall on a cold heart

As the stone grows ever colder

Never Braking

Never Knowing

Never Forgiving

Falling into the blackness of the night

Screaming out a song of hatred

as it kills the child inside

as every helpful word falls in to a shallow grave

and is shoved under a blanket of lies and truths

looking in to the eyes of a child and seeing fear

Again feeds the heart of thorns,

of blackness

More betray and more are lost

Looking for the one to cut

Waiting for one person to say one wrong word,

One wrong emotion triggered

Life will weep and then die

as the stone grows ever colder.

Brianna Lewis

2000

Age: 15

Black Hole

As death blows off the outer layers of masks
and leaves you stripped
in the burning sensations of life
Love swelling
in hope
the the explosion my blow apart the shell
leaving no corpse
Irregular clumps laying on the ground
Misshapen
with cold liquid
streaming
from every craves
and wrinkle of skin
Screams
still hanging in the air
all life
Eventually consumed
in the black hole
of Despair
and
Hate.




Brianna Lewis
1999
Age: 15

Quills

The fault of man lies not in the perverse but in the Conviction of Purity.

thought...

Of all the things I've lost I miss my passion the most.

Random-ness

I have thought about writing something but have not thought that I had the thoughts to do so. I seem to think that you must only write when you have something that is earth shattering to share. That not being the case now I wish to speak my mind... as messed up as it is at the moment.

Life finds me at a loss. I seem to run into moments of my past more often then late. I have found friends that I thought were lost to me. Lost friends that I thought never to lose. Ran threw my life as if it may end in the next day but seems never to end. I fear so many things that I find myself standing still not wanting to move in case everything comes crashing down around me. Yet in staying still I limit myself to the reach of immobility. Which is no reach at all. I can stay here content with my lot or I can move to another spot and simply hope there will be ground for me to stand on. I wonder if I was smarter, could play life like chess. Planning my moves to better fit my life.... but then one must wait to see how the other will move... how the other will block and send all your well planned strategy falling apart. There is only so many times one can start over a maintain any sanity. Not to say that I had any to begin with. Not for a while at any rate.

There are moments, days when I think that life has the better of me. I think that everyone feels this way at one point or another. But to say that and still be able to see the world in such a way that promotes logic... Logic... my savior and my enemy. I would live my life threw logic but find that life has very little to do with it. We as sentient beings do not live with logic in mind. Not on a base level. We live threw our emotion. Threw our own views of the world or how the world should be. My world is not being kind to my logic, a state of being that I find very difficult dealing with. I can only hope that soon I will be able to come to terms with the part of my brain that must feel...