Let us take a journey into the dark
Wherein no light can shine
In this little place of mine,
Here in the dark.
It is not a nice place here
This is the place where demons lurk,
And evil faces smirk,
Here in the dark.
We stand on the edge of the abyss,
Dark and deep
I like to sit here, to sit and weep
Here in the dark.
The dead are here
Their cries, long and low
The demons laugh at them, laugh and crow
Here in the dark.
But Leave while you still are able,
Go now, get clear away
And please do not stay,
Here in the dark.
I must remain here
So please do forgive,
For this is where I live,
Here in the dark
A mind without pu
How do you mend a broken heart? by Johns-seaport-17, literature
Literature
How do you mend a broken heart?
How do you mend a broken heart?
When my entire world has fallen apart.
How do I find hope in a brand new day,
When the one I love has gone away?
My mind overflows with memories of you,
of all that we've shared, all that we knew.
I long for your touch, your warm embrace,
The look in your eyes, the smile on your face.
My dreams are filled with your soft gentle kiss,
I wake and cry for all that I never had.
How do you mend a broken heart?
When my entire world has fallen apart.
I love you but you now love another, again
Our moments together were precious and few,
but I cherished them more than you knew.
I love you my angel and alwa
Beautiful is,
the sound of your voice,
the touch of your hand,
the twinkle of your eyes.
Beautiful is,
the courage of your convictions,
the way you always consider others,
your understanding and kindness.
Beautiful is,
the softness of your touch,
the things that you hold dear,
your faith, honesty and loyalty.
Beautiful is
the goodness, you give to all,
the way your never judge anyone,
your art you gift to the world.
Beautiful is,
the way you inspire all around you,
your heart and soul.
Don't you realise? You are beautiful in every way.
There was a funny old man from Dorset
Who felt he should wear a corset
When he'd strapped himself in
And his head started to spin
He felt it was best not to force it.
Sitting against the door,
Writing this, my note,
My Glock next to me on the floor,
Now is my time.
A single bullet hangs round my neck,
My name carved in the side,
I finish my note and after a quick check,
Remove my bullet, and gaze at it.
Please don't cry for me,
I am ready and prepared,
I am now completely free,
My hands are calm as I slowly load.
A single tear escapes my eyes,
As I think of those I care about,
And relive our last goodbyes,
I coolly cock my gun.
My voice now breaks
As I speak my last words,
Suddenly glad none hear how it shakes,
I am sorry, please forgive me.
I take a deep breath,
As I position the gun,
Let my love shall shield you from pain,
Let my honour enfold you in protection
Let my loyalty be complete your dreams.
Let my desire wrap around you like a blanket
Let me be your armour
Let me protect you from all that shall hurt you
Let my arms calm your fears
Let my lips kiss away your anxiety
Let my hands work away your doubts
Let me to enter you mind, heart and soul
Let me be your armour,
Your light in darkness
Your fire when cold
Your sign when lost
Let me be your armour.
In a relationship I only saw nice singles
Now I'm alone and all I see are happy couples
We never appreciate the little things in life
But of course it hurts when gone.
They say it takes getting turned down twice
to see it coming and feel ready
Yet every time, every single time
I fall too hard, too fast
Over and Over and Over.
Look at me, what have I become?
A cruel mockery of everything I should be
And now I can't trust myself because
I fear how I feel inside.
I was born cold and alone
It how I live, how I survive
But none of it is by choice
And I know well its how I'll die.
I shouldn't complain though
I mean I've got my fre
Alone I sleep,
Alone I wake,
Alone I dream,
Alone I ache,
Alone I live,
Alone I cry,
Alone I think,
Alone I'll die,
Alone I try,
Alone I fall,
Alone I fail,
Alone I crawl,
Alone I was,
Alone I am,
And alone I'll always be.
If I may only touch your face my dreams,
So be it.
If I may only hold your hand, in my dreams,
So be it.
I have to love you.
And only in my dreams, am i happy.
Please just let me sleep forever.
Your essence influences my every thought,
As your Lupine eyes are fixed on my mind,
Your voice howls through my head,
While you prowl in the corners of my eyes.
You chill me to the bone,
Ripping through my very soul,
As you mock my hopes and dreams,
I pray for the day in which you will cease.
But that will never come.
Let us take a journey into the dark
Wherein no light can shine
In this little place of mine,
Here in the dark.
It is not a nice place here
This is the place where demons lurk,
And evil faces smirk,
Here in the dark.
We stand on the edge of the abyss,
Dark and deep
I like to sit here, to sit and weep
Here in the dark.
The dead are here
Their cries, long and low
The demons laugh at them, laugh and crow
Here in the dark.
But Leave while you still are able,
Go now, get clear away
And please do not stay,
Here in the dark.
I must remain here
So please do forgive,
For this is where I live,
Here in the dark
A mind without pu
How do you mend a broken heart? by Johns-seaport-17, literature
Literature
How do you mend a broken heart?
How do you mend a broken heart?
When my entire world has fallen apart.
How do I find hope in a brand new day,
When the one I love has gone away?
My mind overflows with memories of you,
of all that we've shared, all that we knew.
I long for your touch, your warm embrace,
The look in your eyes, the smile on your face.
My dreams are filled with your soft gentle kiss,
I wake and cry for all that I never had.
How do you mend a broken heart?
When my entire world has fallen apart.
I love you but you now love another, again
Our moments together were precious and few,
but I cherished them more than you knew.
I love you my angel and alwa
Beautiful is,
the sound of your voice,
the touch of your hand,
the twinkle of your eyes.
Beautiful is,
the courage of your convictions,
the way you always consider others,
your understanding and kindness.
Beautiful is,
the softness of your touch,
the things that you hold dear,
your faith, honesty and loyalty.
Beautiful is
the goodness, you give to all,
the way your never judge anyone,
your art you gift to the world.
Beautiful is,
the way you inspire all around you,
your heart and soul.
Don't you realise? You are beautiful in every way.
There was a funny old man from Dorset
Who felt he should wear a corset
When he'd strapped himself in
And his head started to spin
He felt it was best not to force it.
Sitting against the door,
Writing this, my note,
My Glock next to me on the floor,
Now is my time.
A single bullet hangs round my neck,
My name carved in the side,
I finish my note and after a quick check,
Remove my bullet, and gaze at it.
Please don't cry for me,
I am ready and prepared,
I am now completely free,
My hands are calm as I slowly load.
A single tear escapes my eyes,
As I think of those I care about,
And relive our last goodbyes,
I coolly cock my gun.
My voice now breaks
As I speak my last words,
Suddenly glad none hear how it shakes,
I am sorry, please forgive me.
I take a deep breath,
As I position the gun,
Let my love shall shield you from pain,
Let my honour enfold you in protection
Let my loyalty be complete your dreams.
Let my desire wrap around you like a blanket
Let me be your armour
Let me protect you from all that shall hurt you
Let my arms calm your fears
Let my lips kiss away your anxiety
Let my hands work away your doubts
Let me to enter you mind, heart and soul
Let me be your armour,
Your light in darkness
Your fire when cold
Your sign when lost
Let me be your armour.
In a relationship I only saw nice singles
Now I'm alone and all I see are happy couples
We never appreciate the little things in life
But of course it hurts when gone.
They say it takes getting turned down twice
to see it coming and feel ready
Yet every time, every single time
I fall too hard, too fast
Over and Over and Over.
Look at me, what have I become?
A cruel mockery of everything I should be
And now I can't trust myself because
I fear how I feel inside.
I was born cold and alone
It how I live, how I survive
But none of it is by choice
And I know well its how I'll die.
I shouldn't complain though
I mean I've got my fre
Alone I sleep,
Alone I wake,
Alone I dream,
Alone I ache,
Alone I live,
Alone I cry,
Alone I think,
Alone I'll die,
Alone I try,
Alone I fall,
Alone I fail,
Alone I crawl,
Alone I was,
Alone I am,
And alone I'll always be.
If I may only touch your face my dreams,
So be it.
If I may only hold your hand, in my dreams,
So be it.
I have to love you.
And only in my dreams, am i happy.
Please just let me sleep forever.
Your essence influences my every thought,
As your Lupine eyes are fixed on my mind,
Your voice howls through my head,
While you prowl in the corners of my eyes.
You chill me to the bone,
Ripping through my very soul,
As you mock my hopes and dreams,
I pray for the day in which you will cease.
But that will never come.
About me, well here goes nothing, disclaimer first, I’m unlikely to post “art” as I can’t draw or sculpt to save my life, but I will post some of my poetry every now then. I'm often fairly quite person and live in the background a scene; I’m currently liveing in North Dorset UK.
My dreams are screwing my mind over at the moment, which is not good. They say expressing something like this helps relieve them so here goes.
I stood upon the brink of the abyss, and stared into its darkness and it stared back into me. And from the depths the beast arose chained in its cage by the throat and arms, the beast I it was like a man but with fangs and claws long and sharp, the nose was deformed into a cruel snout and the eyes of the wolf glowed forth with pupils as dark as its soul at their centre. We looked at each other for a time and as it passed its human features changed to form a twisted mockery of my own, malign intellige