The Door

This is not me here.
This is not a gun in my hands.
These are not bombs exploding.
These are not my mates bleeding around me.
This is not my war.
I need a way out.
I need a door to wide open for me.
The door out of Hell.

This is a shred of me here.
This is a tool like any other to help the shred survive the nothingness.
These are reminders of my life being wasted.
These are talking stains of blood on the carpet of silence.
This is the repeated suicidal attempt of humans.
This is a door.
Wide open.
The Heaven's door.

September 27, 2007

My mirror

Tell me...my mirror,
hanging here, in the open, for everyone to see...
Tell me, my one way mirror...
Through all the perfect things you see...
witness...
embrace...
protect...
reflect...
abuse...
accuse...
cocoon...
bim bam boom...
aren't I the prettiest from here to the moon

november 27, 2007

Awakening

For so long
my eyes could only see

For so long
my nose could only smell

For so long
my ears could only hear

For so long
my hands could only touch

For so long
my mouth could only taste

That is enough.

I've been asleep for too long...

It's time to wake up
and give
my eyes
my nose
my ears
my hands
my mouth
A new life.

This is my latest entry for Writer's block group which I enjoy very much. This photo is very generous as a theme and this is what I've come up with and I'm posting it before I change my mind. - october 15, 2007

Dungeons and Dragons

I can see the whole world from up here
this is my dungeon
my tower of faith and disbelief
my altar and my pulpit
the safest place someone can have...
my dragon's asleep...

What's out there?
some other dungeons
towers
altars
and pulpits
...hosting dragons...
standing solitary in this seemingly tidy chaos
we call life...

Some deserted
some populated
some over populated
some near
some far...

Mine is the safest...
and I'll gladly surrender
to its fierce eyes
and its fierce smile...
...all dragons need their rest...

Don't wake me, let me be...