L'Appel Du Vide

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  1. olivia_the_lamb

    olivia_the_lamb Moderator Staff Member

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    is it just another ruse
    another time to be distracted
    from what really matters
    the aftermath of what you've done
    and who you... no
    it's not a theory
    just a hypothesis
    of what could and could not
    have been
    sitting on your desk
    which i will point out
    is as disastrous
    as something
    else
    i can't remember
    what i came here to say
    only that it's been a while
    but we're back again
    to the start
    the cold play
    on a long night
    a dark hallway
    or a well lit corridor
    i don't remember anymore

    so why don't we go
    somewhere only we can see
    down by the crick
    where the reeds blow
    in the lonely autumn wind
    that keeps me alive
    one breath at a time
    i've been alone
    in the graveyard
    this day
    and this day
    i can see now
    clearly
    what's in my head
    for the dead cry out
    to be heard
    so take me
    and we'll go
    where they can't find me anymore
    because the hollow tree
    won't let them sit
    only sway

    if you really want to see
    what really matters most to...
    that's just another song
    i use to define myself
    to bring me back from the brink
    of the destruction that
    this is so hellbent
    on bringing
    back into my life
    as the heat rises
    because i started this fire
    in my brain
    and left my heart out of it
    this time
    because all these people
    deserve so much more
    than what i can provide
    as i scramble
    through the clamour
    vehement screaming
    in my head
    it never stops
    only quiets
    momentarily

    a breathless sigh escapes
    while you all sit and watch
    as the ice climbs over the leaves
    the trees shed their lining
    something silver blooms
    within and i just
    can't watch
    as it lingers on
    forever
    while i am stuck
    in a carapace forged
    by fire and brimstone
    une marche funèbre
    d'une femme oubliée
    et oubliée
    je suis
    at the end of all things
    a soft smile escapes
    as i remember
    what is nigh
    the nocturnes
    are not forgotten
    as the night creeps up
    settles in
    and stays

    like a new moon in the sky i close my eyes as i fall into the void.
     
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    olivia_the_lamb Moderator Staff Member

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    Wrote this one in November of last year... haven't been writing much lately but figured I'd post my most recent poem