xPoexBeesMommeex's blog: "Scrawlings of a Mad Theorist"

Hello..?

Hello.

Who are you?

Poe.. 

Poe?

Yes..who are you?

I.. I don't know..

Can you tell me?

I couldn't tell you who I am..

I don't even know what I am..

I don't know what I am.. 

Or who I am..

Or how I even exist...

So it's fair, Isn't it?

Perhaps.

Perhaps not.

Maybe you're lost, too?

Lost like me.. 

I've been wandering for a long time, my dear.

And I haven't?

What's happening to me?

Where have I gone?

Why am I like this?

...

What am I?

I wish I knew..

Deep in Europe,
A place where they fled,
Hiding are two souls,
Whom most think are dead.

At night some hear laughing
As they play hide 'n' seek;
Running through the night,
And crossing the creek.

Some hear whispers
As they softly talk,
Playing in the woods,
And taking their walk.

Cracking sticks,
A soft yellow glow,
Shadows are seen,
But few truely know.

Some think "Apparitions!"
Others say "Who knows?"
It could be true,
For they are wandering souls.

But souls that have warmth,
And are together everyday,
And roam the cities,
And with children they play.

Spinning in circles,
Knowing they won't be found,
Going so fast,
They seem to lift off the ground.

The story of their past,
Is purposly untold.
They ran away,
Waiting for life to unfold.

Away they went,
Away from home,
Caught a midnight flight,
And decided to see Rome.

The reasons why
Nobody knows,
Even though some wonder,
It never gets told.

Loving the cards life handed,
They enjoy playing this game,
And no matter what goes down,
There is never any shame.

They built a small house
Hidden in the hills,
And play in the fields,
Just for the thrills.

When the wolves call,
And the fire cracks,
They think about their old home,
And wonder if they'll ever go back.

They decide,
That one day they will.
Side by side they fall asleep,
Time remaining still.

The story of two lovers,
Is a tale seldom told,
But, only by those two souls,
When they believe the moment is gold.

Withheld flaws create perfection, but perfection creates flaw in itself, for there can be no good, without an evil.

-12.15.10-

~Astra Thundersky~

Dark.
Light.
Shades of Gray.
Why does it matter?
Why does what? you say.

They're around. They stay.
They lurk. They creep.
They gaze and glare,
Hoping you'll feel their stare..

And feel their breath on your neck..
and that you'll get a lump in your throat..
biting your tongue, hiding your fear..
you know they're closer, you know they're near.
each day they get closer.. closer.. closer.. 
And they're at your the back of your heels..
Toying with your mind, cranking the wheels.
Each meal, could be your last meal.

Fate? Chance?

Sorry, I don't play with dice.
I'm in it all the way, regardless of price.
Might be wrong, I could care less..

Playing with fire..
"Don't you'll get burned!" 
Sorry bitch, I'm a pyro.
Besides, they'll get what they earned.
Pain they yearn for?
For others, perhaps..
But, they won't get any from me.
I won't give in.
I won't release.

Unleash the beast.
Unleash the freak.
Unclasp the harness,
Set me free.

Piercing eyes;
A desperate stare,
Deep inside a twisted glare,
Lies a tale
that taunts to be unraveled.
However, I will never know
why I felt my body choke.
Still it puzzles me,
as to why I cannot forget.
Perhaps a past regret?
Fear. Paranoia. Edgy. Froze.
What's the difference between the woes?
Something is off, but I cannot tell.
Maybe another soul lost to Hell.

Gaze is strong.
I must be mad, rambling about this lad.

2..
3..
4..
Here I sit, mind running fast.
Hoping from love, days do last.
Every day has it's own little twist,
but when it's over it won't be missed.

8..
9..
10..
Seconds pass slow,
as do hours,
and days,
but I miss you always.

12..
13..
14..
Stomach in knots,
heart skipping beats,
holding my breath,
my mind retreats.

16..
17..
18..
Swift it returns,
with every pulse beat.
Before reality hits
to keep on my feet.

20..
21..
22..
Dwelling I shouldn't
shan't I care.
feelings dig deeper,
without any despair.

27..
28..
29..
Second by second
I feel your soul
Your spirit
Your energy..
It makes me glow.

34..
35..
36..
Seconds pass,
slower each time.
Forever I'm yours,
'til you can no longer be mine.

54..
55..
56..
57..
58..
59..
60..
~No Regrets~


-Poe-
]]9.19.10[[

From astray, I gaze.
Feeling utterly helpless;
Useless.
Seeing that you hurt.

I can't save you from the world,
No matter how much I wish I could.
I see.
I feel.
I hope.
I fume with denial.

Every breath of air,
is another taste of it.
Another moment of the hope
that I can make all the bad disappear.

Demons lurk around every corner,
just yearning for a taste.
Eager to play, and cause you to break.
and I know they'll laugh with accomplishment,
when your life is shattered
and you're laying on the floor.

Every taste they get, they saver and just crave more.
They find amusement in pain.
Why? We'll never know.
Because when you get too close...

They slit your throat.

And they merely giggle
as you gasp,
reaching for life,
that's slipping away...
Further and further every second.

The darkness closing in
happens to be your last sight.

And then you wake up from your 'nightmare'
only to realize it wasn't a dream.

It's your reality.