Monday, May 16, 2011

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

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