Twisted Tales
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Away from aeons of emotional emptiness,
I throw myself at the mercy of the burning sun,
Exquisite burning relieves me of mortality and immortality, You howl, you love, we should have been one.
With regret for what could have been I return to dust.........
No One's Ghost
Today I died!
I am no one's ghost, Life sapped my energy.
Each day I slowly ebbed away
Life force drained by human vampires, Scars of emotional pain thinned my skin.
My heart bled in confused, monstrous, silence,
The hole left by those forever departed can never close,
Exhausted by the overwhelming sense of eternal, sad servitude,
The need to belong replaced with forsaken desertion and abandonment.
Drowning in a melancholy reservoir soaked in the frosty waters of pure anguish,
Unable to communicate with these strange beings of similar form, but mercenary souls,
Perplexed and bewildered by the rush of complex sensation that crowds my fragile, tortured mind,
Unable to understand the social convention and dogma that entraps accustomed people,
Frustratingly falling into awkward situations, anger at my misapplication inverted.
Lost in a world I will never comprehend, unaided, plagued with suspicions,
Learning only from mortifying, life changing errors of judgment,
Detaching slowly from the perplexity of sad heart break,
Incapacitated by attachment's crippling needs.
Moods and perceptions rapidly changed, Until no more I could endure the pain, The wounds became numbed.
The animated zest drained, No one's ghost am I,
Today I died.............
Ebony