Cosmic Sorrow
Crystalized moments, frozen in space, time left, abandoned, by the existence of a concept created by your own minds. You wait, suspended, within mirrored eyes, reflecting a world, torn asunder, by storms outside logic.
Porcelian flesh, stoned, cast in shadows, shifting through the void, lips of gloss and blood, broken pieces of perfection, cast in eyes of sorrow and despair, waiting amongst the...
Wednesday 15th June 2016 11:07 pm
Empty lies and wasted time
Is this what you wanted? Is this what you imagined my face to look like behind all these masks? Is this what you wanted? I am left in torment, I'm broken and feel like I have fallen. These masks around my feet were my life, lives not meant to be mine. I took them all and masqueraded as a fake for so long. I am confused and can't stand it. I scream yet nothing escars my throat but rasping whispers....
Wednesday 15th June 2016 11:05 pm
My fall
Your lips spoke destruction
And I walked right in,
Into those dreamy eyes,
These written words,
All that remained,
As the smoke clears
And the night, casts its veil
Wednesday 15th June 2016 11:01 pm
Dreaming shadows
She watched, in the distance, the shadows dancing. She could feel them moving, their inhuman forms shuffling, slowly through the darkness, the fading light from the moon casting light between them. Every time she blinked they got closer, the hill she stood on no longer felt safe to her. But she was tired, so very tired. Why was she tired? She was fine until she noticed them. The night was windless...
Wednesday 15th June 2016 10:58 pm
Within
If you crawled inside my head, you'd find a room filled with words, upon the walls: pretty lies. Upon the glass pane Windows: gorgeous views. Upon the ceiling: all the darkness within. Upon the floor: cute sayings. And where lay the bed, upon the sheets, words of you, describing beauty lost between the heart and soul, and upon the pillow scents of you to remind me of your prescence, but even ...
Friday 27th May 2016 11:12 am
Chasing empty lives
I'm running out of places to hide,
When all these walls come crashing down around me, and there's nothing here to quell the rage within, sinking low below the crushing waves, the echoing silence screams my name, calling to shed these masks I bear, clawing at the surface, flesh turn to blood, swelling with the tears fallen from solemn eyes filled with sorrow. When my words fall on deaf ears, I tur...
Friday 27th May 2016 11:06 am
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