Shove The Evil Inside, By Feeding The Good.

The stars can’t reach us

The stars can’t reach us

Yet we try in vain

Our hearts full of greed and lust

Wishing only for gain

Hopes and dreams wishing on a star

Corrupt, darkness, despair, stick like tar

Stop soul searching

Please refrain

Nothing will stop the the destruction lurking.

For the stars lie in pain

Overtaxed with ambition

Dying to give you the darkness you’ve been wishin’

The stars are lying

There was no magic here

Lured us like sirens

Hell is crying

Awash with flaming tears

Burning the Horizons

i see so much beauty in people and i wonder if they see the same in me

Past Midnight poetry- Just a bit

Sometimes I feel a bit crazy

And a bit hazy

Like I know what’s happening only a bit after it happens

My words aren’t really my own

My brain doesn’t feel like me

And maybe it’s a bit scary

A bit sickening

That I am not living

What I want is peace and I can’t have it yet

I wander a bit here

Ponder a bit about something that maybe doesn’t matter

It’s a bit out of context but maybe I’m not real

My words might be

But I am never really me

*sits forward in my wizard chair* Ah yes...i have just the remedy for such an ailment. *hands you a strawberry* *hands you a strawberry* *hands you a str

Sing of pain

For there’s nothing more to gain

It’s known

That we have all faced this alone

We despaired

Because we though no one cared

An out reached hand

But I can no longer stand

It’s now too late for me

Fools, one and all, flee

Concept: it's 1am and you are reading your favorite novel. The world around you is asleep, sounds of the day have quieted and you are alone with your books and coffee or tea.

A Quiet Sin

You sway me to the rhythm of the orchestra as your hands move in such a calculated way that I cannot help but to wonder what is that you are planning. ‘Let’s find the music of our souls’, you whisper in my ear, dipping your head to me so that no one can overhear and make a scandal out of us. I shiver. How can I not when you look so handsome and the way your hands are so very careful but do not stop exploring in a way that can be denied as nothing more of a foreign waltz? Your eyes hypnotize, your lips beg for a kiss and all of you makes me want to sin.

- Ely C. Winters.

White Rabbit

When smothered in smoke,

We whisper white rabbit.

To settle our panic.

White rabbit, white rabbit.

Will you be afraid?

When nightmares inhabit? 

When you recall joy,

But can't reach and grab it?

And everyone has it.

You can't understand it.

White rabbit, white rabbit.

Patience burns too,

It wears out like fabric. 

Your senses subside,

they make way for static.

The flames will wreak havoc.

White rabbit, white rabbit.

And those you love most,

Will say you'll withstand it.

What good are their words?

When breathing grows rapid.

You’re lost and alone.

Ignored by the planet.

White rabbit, white rabbit.

It's bite might be rabid.

- Hayley Siemens