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Loneliness

Loneliness is an unwanted companion
A fire that never goes out
A black hole of nothingness
It is a room with no exits
no sounds,only Silence and darkness

Loneliness is like a disease
It slowly kills you in the inside
Slowly it devours you
Slowly decaying and rotting
to the core

A worn cage that enslaves you
A never ending maze
Darkness is all you see
An empty alley that leads to nowhere
Freedom seems out of reach
A tunnel that leads to oblivion
A sign saying,”Welcome to Nowhere”

Lost in a world that seems so alien
The streets in ruin and bare
Hope seems only like a folktale in this empty world
Darkness and pain is all you know
Life seems like a far away dream
Abandoned in darkness
No light to guide you
Death seems like the only solution
But you forgotten that you are already dead.

By:Eddie Palacios

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Loud Silence

What can I do when the silence sets in

So deafening I can hear my heart beat

Its more frightening than it has ever been

Once again I retreat

 

 

From life, filled with shame and a tear

Needing a hug a friendly face, a smile

Needing someone near

Even if it’s only for a while

 

 

I shout Hey I’m nice, loving and kind !

Nobody’s listens and even the silence is too loud

So what’s the point of trying to find

A place to belong, to feel proud

 

 

Of who I am and how far I have come

The highest of hills and the deepest of seas

Impossible to imagine for some

That I did it all, survived, with ease

 

 

But the price I pay is steep

Lost myself, but make others smile

Me, the fighter, inside I weep

Longing to belong, if only for a while

 

 

I despise the silence but it comforts me as well

Safe from hurt, I ignore the chains

And the emptiness, no one can tell

That I feel this way, that the longing remains

 

 

Why can’t they see that I’m good and loving and kind ?

I guess it’s me who blocks their view

The one thing I’m looking for I can’t seem to find

What the Hell am I going to do ??

 

 

I open doors and lead the way

To my heart, my soul , me !

But no one never seems to stay

I look around , no one I see

 

 

I must be doing something wrong

To end up in the place I am

Too difficult , too weak, too strong?

I’m trying the best I can

 

 

To make others stay, to show I care

It works for a while and I am free!

But when I look again, nobody’s there

Yeah, it’s my fault I guess, it must be………

 

 

Vexed

By: D.J.S.

A Love that dances
across spring green fields
like stained glass butterflies.

Petal to petal, petal to blade
blade to stone, then again,
dancing skyward nary a care.

Oh to be there yet and then,
a love so pure surely endures.

Tests of time and sweet
wind chimes made of pine,
from holy hearts less empty.

Yet wishing you could be there
to fill a cavernous void held
within a lost blank stare.

Alas ensnared in loneliness’
incessant cry of silence.

Never to dance under starry sky
again in tender romance.

A head hung to cry tears of
A soul lost to a love made hollow.

Sickness

I am lost again

drowned by the ever resonating sounds of silence

what have I but your lasting memories that have left me alone and lonely

A home that remains as an empty tomb of what I once was a shell

trying to fill up with an imagination of what life should’ve been

I cry for the girl I once admired to see her in a pit with the wound draining out life

from the body that was once alive. A cesspool of blood staining the stone cold floor.

Nerve wracking pain, so much hatred so much of nothing consuming me. As bitter as the night I wait for the time where non-existence would be a gift .. mercy is all i ask for as I lie here… dreaming of death and end to the emotions of loneliness…

A.D.

 

Exile

With our hearts wrapped in Saran-
Are we here to hear hollow words
or sincere verbs taking flight to fan the silence?
damn the silence!
as it smothers the violence of a ghost locked and chained
in solitude engaged in caged enraged soliloquy
the words reaching out like desperate hands
gnarled and grasping for even the lightest featherlike touch
well deep within digital prisons
snarling and gasping across chasms from our telephones
too afraid of voices making us three dimensional
intentional connection scares us crawling back into the void
avoidance fits us so well
well worn torn and wholly alone
©M E M/ 2001/ Space Faktory Musick/
 Random Axe of Blindness/QueerNotions/
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