My Translucent Mind: 2009

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Blood Sucker ( Sometime in 2010)

For I can not feel pain as I haven to heart to feel with.
I cannot cry, for I have no soul to bear with.
What is once a driving sensation, is now but an immortal hex upon my life.
And as the blood runs down my throat, I feel my veins turn cold and my eyes go blind.
Forced to see nothing but the nights essence caressing their skin.
Such sweet lovely skin.
Now I go deaf, hearing no other sounds but that of their hearts racing and their undying screams that linger.
This is my lullaby as they take their final breath.
A never ending sleep to end what never was.

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Bad Habit ( Oct. 27, 2009 )

As the crystal clear ice drops descend from my eyes, I feel the rush of my veins turning black.
My heartbeats beginning to seize, and my hope beginning to die.
The habit has taken my immortal soul.
I am now left with nothing but the shattered pieces that was once my life.
I fell numb as I lay under the willow tree.
To say good bye to the whispering winds , I take my last breath -

FAT ( Oct. 27, 2009 )

What beauty is there to see, behind the body of sweet sorrows?
Is there ever an end to the road of heartaches?
And yet is there ever a beginning to the dream that always was?
To think you see me as beautiful, is to know that I am not.
As my body eats itself, I live forever.
And as I look in the mirror I feel sorry to know that that is who I am.
I feel sorry to know that this is me.

Thursday, October 15, 2009

Raindrops ( Sometime in 2009 )

As the fire within slowly dissolves into a dim light, the aspiration to actually lives decays.
Soon there is nothing but the utter blackness of the night.
The majestic rain falls upon my check as I ponder through the storm.
As the beauty radiates my soul I hear nothing but the reminiscing music of all natures beauty.
I softly float away and give into the nights essence.

Friday, October 2, 2009

First Ever Rhyming Poem ( Oct. 2, 2009)

The night dwells as the creatures come out to play.
Such howls that follow the beauty of our darkened day.
What lies within is but yet a mystery locked by the binds of life.
A hidden key, surpassed by death, the screams within the night.
And as our breath begin to seize we take our last and final leap.
To somewhere greater that lies within, a path once known as forbidden.

The Shadow ( Oct. 2, 2009)

For I have but yet a shadow that derives from a hole within my heart.

To not know when it shall be awaken, is to the know the bindings of my life.

I can not render the last ounce of sanity I was given, to but yet the utter blackness of my night.

I shall stay where the waters are shallow, to escape where my soul is too deep.

As the darkened day engulfs my pain, I find nothing to ease my dying words.

I am but lost on a road of never ending tears, a sea none the less, that with every drop of blood, a heart beat is skipped.

My breath is beginning to seize, at last I take the hand of the shadow and suddenly I am erased from the life that never was.

Thursday, September 10, 2009

Stalker ( Sept. 10, 2009 )

The night is silent for fear.
Those who once were, come to haunt our immortal dreams.
As they stalk your shadows, the beat of your heart taunts them.
Suddenly the ferocious chill of death whispers in your ear, you feel what you cannot see.
Out in the dark there lies sweet sorrow.
Finally, the move is made - There is no more.

Good Bye ... ( Sept. 10, 2009)

The air turns to ice as my nights grow longer.
My breath begins to seize and my hands begin to shake.
I feel nothing but yet the numbing sensation of life slipping through my fingers.
I fall asleep to the lullaby of the beautiful creatures, from the forest, feasting on my decaying body. Only a tear of blood left running down my face, for these are my last words.