Life’s Journey
Darkness falls across a perfect sky
Crossing masked aches and fallen maybes
And moving me to the brink of infinity.
I sink through the twisted truths and scary knowledge,
Pass the many floors of flavoured dreams and broken souls,
And prey to all the world that I
Shall bridge this valley of encompassing mediocrity
And manage to salvage all truth and purpose in this land of hypocrisy.
My sights are high but even lofty citadels in the air
Tumble to many shattering heights in the
Sallow pits of hell and wondrous woes of soulless searching.
Yet my spirit yearns for the unforgettable infinity
Of nighttime glows and softly shimmering secrets.
It drowns and chokes in the oppressive, stifling confusion and drudgery,
Falls from the withered terraces of tomorrow’s past
And shudders in the heartless capacity of mutual consciousness.
Time affects me, stealing hope in tiny strings
And emptying all light from the open, horrendous, bleeding void
That contains the smothering brew that is the semblance of normality.
Average is sacred, but everyday kills me,
Sucking from me a cavernous abyss that cannot be salvaged
By my pitiful, carnivorous aptitude for life.
Ordinary is murderous and all conformity dulls the senses
While all individuality becomes identical and as dangerous to me.
All flights collapse and new stairs grow
And shaken sorrows commit the final suicide
Taking their souls to a new depression
And shrinking all hopes for a different eternity.
Foundless plans are built on nothing
And all my thoughts seem meaningless
In the stream of many ideas
And forgotten plots.
Frustration chokes me and fabled lights
Throw a twisting shadow across burrowing darkness
And self-fulfilling prophecy.
Pulling myself through depths of nauseous emotion.
I make my way through rooms of curtained light
To shut out the eternal, infernal, never-ending succession
Of matching twin boxes that parade
Across the shadowed seas of murky tides
And half-digested sewers of fractured inanimation.
I shut the door to a hall of forever
And close all vents to the crushing outside.
I feel it folding and frothing over my little shell
Built of the hastily gathered bricks and bolts of perpetuity.
Timeless rain of tears of inadequacy
Floods my sacred space and sends me fleeing
Along corridors of maddened plans and forsaken destitution.
Pains chill my body across the borders of insanity
And the mingled mind of brilliance and aberration,
Stopping my heavy ascent and obstructing my delirious exodus.
Catching raindrops from a fall of endless expectations
I collapse in a shivering mass of tainted enchantment,
Oozing fragmented hallucinations and rapidly departing allure.
Sentience slips from my every thought
And my tears dissolve in the sugared acid of profane excess.
Sluggish sleep descends upon me, and devoured by illusions
I make my way across an exquisite meadow of peaceful unreality.
The Sea
Shimmering sea, sizzling sand
Crashing waves from above.
Burning hot, cooling down.
Steaming.
All around, spray is flying
Diamonds hanging in the air.
Lapping waves, falling drops
Patterns printed on the shore.
Studded with stones and shells.
A tapestry of the ocean.
Crashing waves, singing spray,
Shimmering sea, stinging sand.
A work of art, from nature’s hand.
Premonition
White boxes move inward and salt water flows freely
While in dreams I see red staining white,
Gaping holes in smooth cloth,
And singing turning to silence turning to screams.
The brightest star is bled from the world.
Letters shape themselves giving the elusive form
And pale anger drops on quivering frustration
And the worrisome future builds itself in my mind.
Willpower burns through determined, desperate eyes
Forcing thoughts, decisions, choices
On selfish, frightened, defenceless minds.
For I look to the future for my dreams and my hopes,
Yet experience tells true and I know what I’ll find
- destiny completed; fate fulfilled…
Just emptiness, loneliness and nothing.
A deadened conclusion as the white box slams shut.
Untitled
I watch him and I love him
And in the empty seconds I doubt him
And myself and all truth.
I follow insecurities to banish them
But only barely escape from falling
Into their murky black pits of deceit.
I walk a narrow pathway
Perilously jumping from dream to hope to kiss to promise.
I lie in the soft, scented clouds of giddy contentment
Then tumble down the slippery staircases
To the dark depths of anger and tearful desperation.
In fear, I feel myself empty
And high walls protect my façade of nothingness.
But in strength I cannot hold them and they crumble
To let in hurt and laughter and fresh love
That weakens my resolve to stop the pain and forsake what I hold close.
My independence is threatened
And my new-found vulnerability is a seeming weakness
As I am confused and collide with my ideals and his reality.
When the abstract becomes real and poetry flesh
I forget to be cautious
As I see anew what I already know.
Oblivion
Soft mist obscures the world
Falling down covering life
And melting shadows
Molten clouds and liquid darkness
Fall down across humanity
In haunting patterns of lost beauty
Loneliness steals light from broken souls
And highlights the hopelessness of empty existence
Day to day living is devoid of feeling
And waterfalls of darkened light
Shatter rose-coloured perceptions of reality
Cherished dreams and mingled songs and shouts
Splash rain of fire and ice across imagination
Disappointment stains ambition and taints the future
With cracked eyelets of devastation
Memories of vaguely remembered worlds
Eras of unforgettable magic and unsurpassed meaning
Fold this life into a tomb of stars
Skies press down upon the earth and stifle people
With the oppressive nature of success and expectations
Tomorrow is a concept understood by none
And the faintest sliver of power is tainted
By the blood of fallen angels
Hell and heaven combine their ideals
To rule as one in hearts of men
Saints are forgotten in the midst of time
But devils never reign
And God is a mere memory
Laughter loses its lustre in the shadows
And friendship is lost in love and pride
For gone is youth and forever has begun its descent into humanity
Regrets are a way of life and sins have become normality
When love is lost and all faith but blind faith
Remains unacknowledged hope slowly suffocates
Death may be extreme but it is also immediate
Oblivion is eternal
Life is a blessing but no blessing
Is without a balancing curse
Eternity is flooded with the white light
Of the otherworld and crystals of influence
Dance along the edges of perception
Banished is charm and all enchantment is broken
Leaving an impenetrable shell of emptiness
Some things may be eternal
But only oblivion is forever
