Dear Agony,
Why is it that Angels Fall and why is it that I am the one who hear their screams Breaking the Silence? I’m so Hollow inside, so you might as well Bury Me Alive in their Pain if it means they survive. They were so Close to Heaven, but Never Again will they cross The Great Divide. Give Me A Sign that they will not Crawl for the rest of eternity. Tell me that, as the Dawn breaks, they have not been Defeated. I won’t watch them Fade Away, I can’t be Hopeless when they come to me to sing the Anthem of Angels. They can live Without You, so I will take the burden you put upon them and writhe under the cover of the Dark. In me, you will be Immortalized. I know you are The Vengeful One, but shine The Light upon them. You can look at me and say “You’re Mine” so long as the broken ones are saved. You hit with the force of Ten Thousand Fists, but at least the pain reminds me I’m Alive. Pull them out of this Land of Confusion and make them the Forgiven. I’ll face the pain of Centuries of you and I Alone Together as two Immortals. Don’t make them suffer for even One More Night. Bathe them in Daylight and leave me to be the one to be Doin’ Dirt. I’ll be Sad as long as they get their Tickets to heaven. I’ll be a Fallen Angel among the Human Race. It’s All Over for me, but not them. We’ll share one more of our Beautiful Goodbyes before they are lifted to the sky and I am condemned.
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Everyone tells me I’m not On My Own,
But I feel it. I try to Move Along, But my Dirty Little Secret chains me in one place. They scream “Let the Flames Begin”, But don’t they know I already have One Wing In the Fire? Like a Castle of Glass, I am not Unbreakable. I had High Hopes That fell under the Black Sky. If You’re Going Through Hell, Maybe you could find me and Bring Me Back to Life. I’ve been told Devils Don’t Fly, But I need to Fly To Stay Alive! My mind is filling with these Toxic Thoughts And I’m losing all Control. My only comfort comes from the Whispers in the Dark, Lulling me into a Comatose state. “Get Up,” they urge me, But how can I stand when I’m Paralyzed? Everyone says, “You’re Gonna Go Far Kid.” I know it’s a lie; I’m a Failure. So just Bury Me Alive Because I am already Defeated. “Open Your Eyes already!” I want to scream. “Remember We Die!” I’m fighting my own inner Judas, And I won’t stop ’til I’ve slain My Beast. So sing a Happy Song for me Because I’m barely surviving as I’m Living on a Prayer. My room is my Mansion, where I can say “Why Worry?” Because while People Are Crazy, my room is Nightmare free. There’s no Wolf in Sheep’s Clothing; I don’t have to try to be a Prom Queen. I can drop being a Radio-Friendly Pop Song and embrace being a Queen of Mean with my best weapon, Sarcasm. I can be my own Superhero flying in a Black Sky because I have a Dark Side. I can be Broken with Toxic Thoughts as dangerous as a Grenade, but that’s okay. Angels Fall so I can be a Fallen Angel and an Angel With A Shotgun. In my safe zone, I can be a Soldier, a Fighter, because I am my own One Woman Army and it’s Me Against the World. I’ll Kill the Lights because the Kids in the Dark can’t go on Without Me and together we’ll Rise because we know we’re Stars. If These Scars Could Speak, they would tell you that I’m just a Natural.
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AuthorAs I learned about poetry devices, I found that I rather like similes and imagery. I love to create the view of scenes in ones head and how you could just see it. I also rediscovered that I have a love for Roald Dahl, a poet that wrote stories that I still love to this day, though I could never manage to be as great as him. Archives |