KalineReine

Hanging here, In the space between The misty silence, Cold, loathsome, lonely world, Spent all my life just searching, Buried beneath the hourglass, Through all such vast distances, I wandered away from the earth, Drifting away into the abyss, In between sighs... Never really knew What kind of twisted shape That path would one day take, A forlorn oath; One that cannot ever be forsaken...

And I shall never speak again... To myself, I made that sacred vow, So long ago... Another time looms ever vast, The tallest tree In the forest of my youth, Old and tough, weary and weathered, We thought that it could never fall... Time cleanses all; Beneath it's verdant cover, There is only home... We always think we have forever, Each moment standing still, Waltzing through a filling hourglass, Corrupting destiny, And twisting fate... Placed upon the tallest branch, I reign above it all, A phoenix Arisen. Cicadas sing their startling melodies, As the dying light filters through branches, Tangling into the golden abyss That once was my heart; And, somehow, we will still be there, Dancing with the sundust, Forever.

You are just an echo in my heart; So meaningless... Horrified now that I have realised It's true... Empty echoes across a barren page, I can never convey what you mean to me... I would let the whole world burn, If it meant I'd get to see you again... You are lost to the seas, The same ones I pleaded to... All of those years, Wasted, chasing echoes...

It scares me that I never knew. How could I ever be so blind? I see now, with eyes unclouded, Who really cares for me, And who does not... Self-centered and vain as sin, You want someone to commiserate with, But it will not be me any longer... You knew exactly what you were doing, Every time you put another knife into my heart, Each time you heard me crying And chose to do nothing, You only got meaner and nastier, Kicking me when I was already so far down, I could feel the worms crawling under the dirt... Still, no one around me cared at all, They called me lazy, selfish, and useless, Even while I broke my back to care for them, Walking with broken legs for their pleasure, Dancing on shards of glass for their amusement, As I was burned, bitten, beaten, shocked, tortured, All to their bitter, cruel amusement, And I became their favorite punching bag... They just kept adding more daggers, Cruelly twisting them until my spine bruised, Until everything that I ever was had

'Will you die a young hero, Or live a lengthy and prosperous life, Enriched, until one day, You find that you have become The villain...?' Go ahead. Rip open my wounds, Tear me apart once again, Shred the fleshy remnants Left there from old battles; Open me up completely To a whole new world of pain... Thought I'd left it all behind, For good, But the bad always catches up, Refusing to ever let me go. I had to get away. There is no room left In my wounded, whiplashed back For any more knives, And the biggest knife- No, the sword of Damocles- Can only be twisted in deeper. Such loathsome pretenders, They pretend to care, When they cannot even see me For who I really am, Refusing to ever look Deeper than the surface. Well, now, that is all they get... They deserve nothing. There is nothing left; Just the static and the rain, And the horrifying kraken- It rises from the deep, Creeping from the abysmal depths, Darkest part of my heart, And it strangles them... Choking

Art is M e S s Y . It leaks in everywhere, Seeping in through your pores, Painting your heart A different shade, Until there's nothing left, Except a few paint chips, And tangle-bristled brushes, All askew. Your heart is art; So is your smile...

I, alone, I have touched the ethereal. It was like Savoring the sun After years locked away; Like Tasting the fine wine Of the soul, Like Ice being set on fire... In that one second, We both knew. I finally got The solitude That I seek... And more than that, I got you.

Asunder, you stand, Combing through the remnants Of my fallen kingdom, Picking apart my gnarled bones... I am not there, Not in that hollow place, Not anymore, And I never will be again; I leave you my ghost... As the silvered mist hangs, Like cobwebs, Tangled through the greying moss... There's something sinister Within your heavy, wicked gaze, Something that hungers To shred my tender flesh; Knowing I've escaped... A simple breath Behind my heart- I can feel it, In every sense; Nothing will ever Slake my endless thirst... I never knew The way the mountains sing When it rains, How flowers freckle the forest, Or how to truly dream... Never understood... Until now.

There can never, ever be A truly perfect romantic love; Not in this world, Where there is nothing, Only endless sorrow and misery... For even in all of her happiness, It still hangs over her head, Dropping to wrap around her heart, Like a bladed noose; Its sharpened tendrils always clasping The beauty that is within their grasp, Gasping... Misery loves lovers, Always seeking to destroy That which is held most sacred, Such a fragile and untamed beauty Must always be bathed in darkness, Tainted, somehow... Ancient fables never tell How wicked Persephone rose from hell, And how she fell in love again, Not with Hades this time, But with Damocles instead... And he'll never really know That his sword hangs over her, So neatly entwined with cruel destiny, Blade pointed directly at her heart; No one can see it, save for her... None of them believe it is real; However, it remains there nonetheless, Eternally damning her... Always dangling, scarcely taming fate, Mockingly threatening

I will wait, and wait, Until you are truly ready, And until then You know where I will be- On the other side Of the rift you've created Between us. I have no choice But to remain silent, I have run out of words... Crying tears of poison blood, Mourning the loss Of a beautiful someday That shall never come; Mockingly loving Pretty little dead things. I limp idly along, Even as my legs are kicked, Until I fall, Screaming and crying, And so, so very conflicted... I continue to crawl on broken knees, While my aching bones shatter, Splintering deep inside, And piercing The wound that is my heart.