forget

Mists of Time

Folder: 
Light and Dark

“I had a child just like you”

She said to me that day

Waiting in the hospital

On my knees to pray

She didn't know who I was

Her mind just couldn't see

That I knew who she talked about

The child was truly me.

 

We'd had this converse once before

And many before that

The degradation of her mind

Was obvious, as she sat

And prattled on about her son

How happy he will be

With her family when she comes home

And I had to agree

 

She never found her memories

Or recognized my face

After everything she went through

She's in a better place

Where memories last forever

And can't be lost to time

Where human bodies don't break down

Always in their prime

 

Many years have come and gone

I can't recall them all

It's not like I haven't tried

But the thoughts just have a pall

I try to stare back to the past

Peer directly through the grime

Just like a fog covered my eyes

It's hard to see through mists of time

View seraphim's Full Portfolio

Tell Me a Story

Tell me a story

I've never heard before

Of faraway lands

And long-distant shores

Of knights and their honor

Of sweet maidens fair

Exercise your eloquence

To transport me there

 

Tell me a story

Of love won and lost

Of heroes unwavering

No matter the cost

Sing me a lullaby

Of joy and regret

And maybe, just maybe

I'll learn to forget

View seraphim's Full Portfolio

Stay Forgotten

The tap tap tapping of his feet grow louder on the hard linoleum floor as his heart beats faster. Pounding in his chest, drowning out the sound in his ears and bringing his eyes to tears. He is lost. How did he get where he is? He has no idea what force brought him to this place. But wait he knows where to go, the next turn is right... no no no left. Breaking left he flies down the corridor. Pictures on the walls, bodies without faces, places he’s been before. Bursting through the double doors at the end of the hallway he enters an open plaza, and there she is.

 

This is it, this is what he was brought here for. A second chance, forcing his hand to finally make the move on… on… what was her name? What is my name? That hardly matters now, but here she is placed upon a silver platter for him to take as his liking. A noise from behind. He turns and out from whence he came, comes a familiar and distasteful face.

 

“I see you’ve found what you have been looking for,” says the vile looking man.

“Who are you?”

“I am your antagonist, I am the conflict that chooses where you step, I am your worst fear. I am your failure.”

“What madness are you speaking?”

“Take a look for yourself.”

 

Turning he notices his lost love, slipping from his grasp again. Down an alley through a busy street she turns without a glance back. Without a further look at this new profound man he is at a sprint again. Faster even than when he feared for his own life. She was more important than his life. What would be left to piece together if he let her walk out of his life again?

 

SLAM! Right in front of him a taxi from the street hits a light pole inches from his own body. Stopping momentarily he glances in at the driver, only to see the smiling face of his so called “antagonist.”

 

“Time is running out,” he says.

“Then I have no time to waste on the likes of you!”

 

Faster and faster he crosses the street and finally makes it to the alleyway that was his destination. He slows to a quick-walk, because it is extremely dark in the alley, even though it was mid-day behind him. Reaching about a third of the way through the alley he notices a curled figure on the floor… no two.

 

“This is your fault…” the man says grimly.

 

Tossing him aside, he takes a step toward her heaving, sobbing figure.

 

“Why must you cry my love? I’ve come to ask for a second… nay a first chance, that I never put forth before.”

She continues weeping for a reason unknown to him.

“Why do you weep at such a time to rejoice?! Speak to me! I’ve done my best, tried my hardest, I deserve at least a word!”

 

She slowly rights herself into a sitting position, looks up to him, and says, “Goodbye.”

 

Suddenly he is in his room in his apartment. He recalls his dream, the faces he saw, remembers who they are, remembers what they mean to him, and remembers his own identity. He lies back down, wishing he could forget.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I wrote this a few years ago, my friends back then liked it so I hope you like it too. Also I didn't have a title for it until I reread it five minutes ago.

View brother57's Full Portfolio

Heartbreak Hangover

Could this be worth?

Could this be mine?

Do you mean everything-

Is going to be alright?

 

I slept in the light-

It was crowded-

Much more than silent.

 

Where is this love?

I don't feel the same-

Don't know what this is-

Should be given a name?

 

I dreamt of songs.

I dreamt of sounds.

I saw when gravity-

Lifted me from the ground.

 

When I woke-

You were there,

Writing scriptures,

Vows on my forehead.

 

And you said..

"I'd forget 23,

Like I forgot 17."

 

You'd forget me-

Your first love,

Like I forget-

My daydreams.

 

But what if I adpot them?

These thoughts,

Memories-

and the times I had with them?

 

You promised..

"They'll all fade to grey soon."

Darken craters in the moon.

Rain On Down

Folder: 
Light and Dark

Go on and just let it rain

Rain on down

I don’t care

Anyhow

Keep on washing

This pain away

I don’t care

She’s gone away

 

Twilight’s moonlight

Shines against the sun

Hasn’t taken over yet

But I know it’s won

Just like how I feel right now

Numbness sets on me

Taking away how I felt

What we could’ve been

 

Hell ya rain is a good thing

Because where would I really be

Without it taking away my thoughts

And all my memory

Without my past

I have a future

So just go on

 

And just let it rain

Rain on down

I don’t care

Anyhow

Keep on washing

This pain away

I don’t care

She’s gone away

View seraphim's Full Portfolio

I Die - February 15, 2012

I'm drowning in this ocean of pain,

And burning in this acid rain.

I'm falling through memories;

Slowly killing me, is this disease.

 

Every night I try to change,

What thoughts run through my head.

But I cannot help,

To what events this may have lead.

 

It kills me every time,

I have to say goodbye,

To the times with no pain;

No suffering in vain.

 

I die from bleeding inside,

The blood pours on the floor.

I die from fatal suicide,

I couldn't take it anymore.

 

I took a kitchen knife,

Or a razor and a lighter.

I ended my life;

I was never any fighter.

 

I've given up on life,

I've given up on me.

I've given up on everything;

Said it cannot be.

 

I've ended my being,

All so you could be free.

I want you to see,

As I end all of me.

 

Now that I'm no more,

My corpse lies on the floor.

Now that I never speak again,

Will you have the strength I never gained?

 

My end, though,

Was a group contribution.

It was thanks to me, and to them,

That led to my execution.

 

Our hearts, our love, it never bends,

But this is how my story ends.

I understand if you cried,

If you hurt when I died.

 

But listen to me now,

You still have time,

Before the pain overcomes

Your whole being, like mine.

 

Run away from it all,

Run away from your past.

I may be dead,

But you will still last.

 

Everything will be all right,

I promise you that, dear.

I'll be in your heart every night;

My spirit will lay near.

 

For the rest of your life,

For the rest of forever,

I can't ever let you forget,

When we were together.

 

Every once in a while,

Will you think of me?

The memories will last,

They will always be.

 

It was not at all your fault,

That I don't live anymore.

I was my own and others;

You I'll always adore.

 

Many years will have passed,

And I will be forgot.

You'll live a better life,

Now that I've died and rot.

View unheilig's Full Portfolio

All The Girls Know

He's got gadgets

Gizmos

 

"Honey, have you seen what THIS thing can do?"

 

He's got gadgets

Gizmos

 

He loves that damn thing more than he loves me

 

He's got gadgets

Gizmos

 

Spending more time in the bathroom with it than he does with me

Does he still think i'm beautiful?

 

He's got gadgets

Gizmos

 

"Oh darling, look at what THIS thing can do sweetheart!"

Does he still want me?

 

He's got gadgets

Gizmos

 

"Look at this feature, it's AMAZING!"

What is left to give?

 

She's got gadgets

Gizmos

 

But she'll never tell 

 

 

 

 

View hce's Full Portfolio

City of Dreams

Folder: 
Light and Dark

Welcome to the City of Dreams

All full of nightmares, daydreams, and schemes

Whatever you dream; it’s a wonderful theme

Whenever you want; you’re always the king

 

Lie down and sleep your pain away

Forget your past, forget the day

Here the only toil is play

It’s easy to come here, there’s many a way

 

Become the hero you wanted to be

Without actually being what you see

In this world only, can you be free

Stay with us, is our only plea

 

Be rich, be naughty

Be powerful, be haughty

Live in this dream, decaying body

No one will care if you’re a bit dotty

 

It’ll be too late, when you finally know

You’re not in control; was only a show

So just sit back, and go with the flow

While we take you to an all-time low

 

Down the rabbit hole

                Into the earth

                       Shadows will blind you

                                Now what was this worth?

                                                           Life is so fleeting

                                                                  Death is now eating

                                                                                    Living and dying

                                                                                             Laughing while crying

 

 

Fall into madness

    Can’t tell the difference

Between night and day

               Between real and fake

Between right and wrong

                       Between sky and cake

There is no difference

                                       Only existence

Nothing to do

 

 

But dream

 

 

 

The City of Dreams…

 

Welcome to The City of Dreams…”

View seraphim's Full Portfolio

When Death Feeds

Folder: 
Light and Dark

After the thunder

Comes the rain

After a blow

Comes the pain

After it’s done

Comes the shame

You shouldn’t have done it

Brother Cain

 

Did you not know

That death is hungry

Did you not know

It always needs

Did you not know

It’s never full

Didn’t you know

It eats him who feeds

 

Cursed are you

For killing your brother

Start life anew

Far from another

Marked is your forehead

So you’ll never forget

Your feet feel like lead

Death feeds on you yet

 

Why does the sky cry

When I’m crying

Why does the wind howl

As I’m dying

Why do the animals whimper

As I bleed

Why is it so cold

When death feeds?

Author's Notes/Comments: 

The story of Cain, the first murderer, who killed his brother Abel out of jealosy. This is written as Cain's point of view from his death-bed many hundreds of years later.  Enjoy

View seraphim's Full Portfolio