Open window in the dead of night;
Dark lines circle my eyes.
The Raven nests on the threshold of my home;
An intruder most welcome, what have I become!
I'm angry inside;
I can't lie.
Black nails and murky cries;
I'm writing rock n'roll poetry tonight.
Records spinning like this room;
The heart is a mystery; a pretty, pretty doom.
Shadows in darkness, something so obscene;
Wait until you discover what's dying to be seen.
Rain will crash the summer solstice;
As light dies out in an unholy eclipse.
This is not a dream nor is it fantasy;
A nightmare gift wrapped in poetry;
An inch closer to blasphemy.
The spikes of the trees surround the starless sky;
A void of empty promises, no need to ask why.
You may believe that you are alone;
In a forest full of the world's ghosts.
Do not wander, do not roam;
Death is inferior, there are fates much worse.
As your heart beats in your chest and your veins run rampant;
There it is, that pretty, pretty doom, so beautifully tragic.
Ghastly pale skin and teeth of coal;
A shell of something once loved; rotten to the core.
Nails for hands and a harrowing smirk;
Fight or flight - but which comes first?
As the vacantness edges ever so close;
Your foot falters on the edge of the coast.
The violent lake below is a burning sun;
Ready to harm, to maim, to kill someone.
Like a freezing slab of metal, it connects with your skin;
Do not let the darkness drown out the light, do not let it win.
But, in a twist of fate, you do not feel fear.
A clam stillness, a smile in the shape of a tear.
A bond forms between the past and the present;
You can't outrun yourself when you can't express;
Express your grief, express your regret.
Alone in your loneliness while befriending fate;
A fate so mysterious, a calling so great.
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LOYAL
Puisi'Loyal' is a collection of poems that explore a wide range of emotions. Written in the midst of a deep and hollow spell of isolation and quarantine, I needed to create something; anything that would be a bright light for me. So, I started writing th...
