you don't realize how short life can be
memories flicker back and forth
a movie without sound in black and white
all the pain and sorrow brought forth again,
playing against the shades of experience that have come about since
pretty pictures push the envelope of my mind, remembering the better times
no bitter taste without the sweet, no love without pain, no life without death
clouds and shadows balanced by a such sweet success that the throat closes and the voice chokes upon the darkness pervading the memory
the book written, pulled from the shelves, dusted with decades of dulled divets of loss and the leisure of time
only periodic remembrances bless us with the sadness brought upon the soul once more
the perfection of the past shattered, the pain flows through system once
shakes prevail as the nightmare is released once more
wasted and wallowing, the mind shuts down only the heart forces the bile of pent up emotion up
god is not looking upon you at this moment
as you fall to the floor and as you brace yourself against your knees
you feel the floor of hell once more, the heat of pain, and the cold of death, as hades looks down upon you with nothing but cold sympathy for your loss and his gain
almost as soon as the feelings wreck your walls they leave you
a broken tittering mass of loss lying on the floor reliving what you once forced away but never forgot and never let fade from you
it gives you a pause in reality, a jolt to the soul, volts of emotional electricity race through you
looking at you from the outside in, you're broken, but on the inside your heart beats, you're alive
still there, still breathing, never truly broken just as the battle is never truly lost and keeps you fighting, keeps you alive.
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>So yea this is my first angst poem in LJ, haven't felt the need to vent in a long time so you benefit from the moment of weakness.
a movie without sound in black and white
all the pain and sorrow brought forth again,
playing against the shades of experience that have come about since
pretty pictures push the envelope of my mind, remembering the better times
no bitter taste without the sweet, no love without pain, no life without death
clouds and shadows balanced by a such sweet success that the throat closes and the voice chokes upon the darkness pervading the memory
the book written, pulled from the shelves, dusted with decades of dulled divets of loss and the leisure of time
only periodic remembrances bless us with the sadness brought upon the soul once more
the perfection of the past shattered, the pain flows through system once
shakes prevail as the nightmare is released once more
wasted and wallowing, the mind shuts down only the heart forces the bile of pent up emotion up
god is not looking upon you at this moment
as you fall to the floor and as you brace yourself against your knees
you feel the floor of hell once more, the heat of pain, and the cold of death, as hades looks down upon you with nothing but cold sympathy for your loss and his gain
almost as soon as the feelings wreck your walls they leave you
a broken tittering mass of loss lying on the floor reliving what you once forced away but never forgot and never let fade from you
it gives you a pause in reality, a jolt to the soul, volts of emotional electricity race through you
looking at you from the outside in, you're broken, but on the inside your heart beats, you're alive
still there, still breathing, never truly broken just as the battle is never truly lost and keeps you fighting, keeps you alive.
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>So yea this is my first angst poem in LJ, haven't felt the need to vent in a long time so you benefit from the moment of weakness.