The darkness always calls to me, like a tantric siren song, the darkness always looks for me, and I can’t hide very long,
It has a way of knowing, my deepest darkest desire, it dangles this infront of me, with the voice of an unholy choir
The darkness has no boundaries, so nothing is off limits, it wraps me in its cold embrace and fills me with its spirit,
I wish that I could see the light and feel it’s warmth caress my skin, but secretly I love the dark so it will always win
Coffee and a cigarette on a lazy Sunday morning, the cool breeze gives me goosebumps, what a beautiful day dawning
The sweet smell of pancakes fills the house with such delight, the sun smiles from the horizon, filling the sky with amber light
We all sit at the table, but mom seems unstable, like stuck in a nightmarish Brothers Grimm fable, her hands start to shiver as she grips on the knife, dad stares as he ponders what’s wrong with his wife
He notices, she is not wearing her ring and something seems kind of off with her skin, I whisper to Dad ‘I think it’s time to go’ but mother let’s out a resounding NO!
She clenches her fists with a sinister smile, ‘You won’t be going anywhere for a while…’ ‘Now sit down and eat everything that I’ve made, the pancakes, the eggs and the toast marmalade, Drink all of the coffee, I don’t care if it’s hot, I’ve got roasted veggies and meat in the pot’,
‘I want it all gone and don’t you dare say that you’re full’ and right there mothers mouth began to drool, I looked over at dad, frozen in fear, what’s going on with mother, her motives unclear,
I reach for a knife, eyes fixed on my mother, it’s almost afternoon, but I haven’t heard from my brother…
If you feel brave enough to dive in to Mothers mind, I would love to hear an ending to the story/poem in the comments…
Can’t gather my thoughts, all this noise is confounding, can’t think anymore, every sound just compounding, I make every effort to block it all out, but the Achilles moment is simply a SHOUT!
A Thud! And a Tick! And a Clap! With no beat, a BANG! And a Screech! Make my minds music sheet, I plug my own ears and clench my eyes firmly, a last-ditch effort for screams not to discern me
I find a quiet corner, my eyes starting to tear, I continue to suffer, Phonophobia
I have spent countless nights beneath the stars, surrounded by woods and the company of wildlings, lifetimes in icy tundras, a chilling loneliness the frost brings
Scorching days of desert heat, blistering signs of near defeat, the crashing waves of ocean storms, homeless nights out on the street
I have set foot on paths uncovered, where no man has stepped before, layed my head on beds of flowers, where no heads have layed for sure
I have seen wonders of the modern world and Marvels of the past, but a beauty such as my lost love, has yet to be surpassed…
I can not be the only lonely soul drifting through existence, a face in the crowd with my head in the clouds, the persistence of distance consistent
I can not be the most hollow of hearts on a path traveled by so many, we walk side by side yet held hostage by pride, show contempt so contently I resent thee
I can not be the most morbid of minds in a world so full of sorrows, haunted by your death as you took your last breath, for tomorrows not promised just borrowed
You sustain life just as easily as you take it away, wild in the Winter, a blessing on a Summers day, gentle ocean breeze upon my skin do spray, sweet siren songs upon your shores all day
We spend hours pondering as you hypnotise us with your rhythmic movements, without words you answer all the questions of this life’s confusion
Untamable, can’t be conquered, blue guardian of so many mysteries, gatekeeper since the dawn of history, your salty depths hold tales of joy and misery, how I long to dive in thee, salted life giving entity
I stand before you, sweet Valentine, a gaping hole in my chest, naked and vulnerable, the blood falls from my breast
Eyes wide, filled with fear, my heart in my hands, every second a century, I fall to my knees as you stand
Please accept my heart’s tribute, blood soaked offering, you smile, my heart stops, I don’t know what to think
You brush my hair back and raise me up from my knees, you reach in your chest and offer your heart to me
The most carnal exchange, our love story begun, your heart beats within me, two lovers become one
I wish that I could sleep tonight, I wish my mind would let me, I wish that I could find some peace, and my problems would all forget me
I wish I feared the demons cheers and the monster beneath the bed, for in that case I could tell myself ”it’s all just in your head”
So why can’t I just close my eyes and travel the land of dreams, the nightmare is too real to me and I can’t wake up it seems
Bear witness the fool, the unknowing, the unwise, masquerading before the masses, his smile, his disguise, not a soul knows his pain, not a soul sees his shame, he yearns for your smile, yet he knows not your name
Bear witness the Queen, high and mighty upon her throne, adored by the masses, yet her heart all alone, mesmerized by the Jester, his soul purpose her grin, her love of the fool tortures her from within
Bear witness the King, bold and strong like no other, unable to trust, not even his brother, he tosses and turns, unable to rest, he envies the fool, what a weight on his chest
Bear witness the masses, nameless faces in a crowd, not one hears the other, their laughter too loud, all wishing to be noticed by kings and by queens, we all wish to be fools, except the fool it seems.
Frigid and lonely, your voice echoes in the distance, the last of the dying embers, kept alive through reminiscences
Fearful of the darkness, we hold on dearly even though we burn, your voice echoes in the distance, the embers grow colder in return
Gather them together, hold them close, hold them dear, your voice no longer echoes, the embers disappear
Silent and somber, we search for flames in fields of darkness, ash and thick smoke left by Loves burning carcass
Pandora Poems 