Adrift in space, a single man
my mission done, but not to plan
Within this void, my light, so dim
my rations short, my air grows thin
And as I breathe my final breath
with open arms I welcome death
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Blinding lights, I snap awake
a great and gasping breath I take
And as I breathe, my friends surround
a rescue made, I'm safe and sound
A river of sound, so free and unbound,
flowing through mind and heart.
That lovely tune, a rose in bloom.
A hymn to stand apart
From world of webs you've brought this piece,
unto my heart to hear.
To fill my mind, leave ground behind
and see the sky grow near.
On clouds so soft, I'm kept aloft,
and pools of sound surround.
I drift to sleep, I thank you Sheep,
for songs of sound you've found.
The elder Sister of eternal compassion, fighting for those she cares.
The spiteful middle brother of everlasting triumph, never finding peace.
And the lonely little brother, striving to bridge the gap, yet always so distant.
Try as he might, the void continues to grow, expanding to sever all connection but thought.
But a bond cannot be maintained through thought alone,
a dialogue is needed.
One that, though distant and strained, draws them close once more.
The eldest and the youngest, time separates them just as distance does, but it is a barrier more easily breached.
Through a common life long trauma they forge a connection,
a dialogue can
Your tears that fell from in your heart,
they show your heart was torn apart
and though I know it's fault was mine,
I beg of you, forgive in time.
For though I hoped to share my tears,
I've only gone and shared my fears.
Fears that life will drift away,
the thread is cut one fateful day,
that one day I'll loose those so dear.
A haunting thought, my greatest fear.
We all will die, our time will come,
that day we fade from under the sun.
But after all you shouldn't care
about your death, the how or where.
For in the end you show your pride
through why you fought, for what you died.
What are these visions, these worlds unknown,
these countless scenes, the places we're shown.
Fields of laughter, trees of fun,
we run and play out in the sun.
Loved ones passed, we watch them die,
with shattered hearts we sob and cry.
From our lungs we curse and scream,
hating the world for what we've seen.
We shiver, clutch our hearts and shake,
Hoping, wishing, praying we'd wake
They make us smile, they make us weep,
the things remembered once we sleep.
They make us scream, they make us shake,
those things forgotten whence we wake.
And though they're not quite what they seem,
they feels so real, the worlds we dream.
To you Cruel world, friends and all,
I say goodbye, as now I fall.
You've shown me pain, sadness and fear.
It cut me deep, bled out my cheer.
But still I laughed, as though to hide,
The gaping hole, my heart reside.
I wore a mask of borrowed cheer
to hide behind, to cover my fear
For I thought, I hoped, a prayer
that once I'll be, a happy mare.
But so it is not and never shall be.
The impossible wish, crushed within me
Ground to dust, from hooves to head.
It pours on out through tears I shed.
I can't go on, this pain I hide,
I've given up, can't keep inside.
So now I fall, and now I die
For though I laugh, Inside I cry...
The day that art died... by TemporalTwins, literature
Literature
The day that art died...
What started it all,
what started the fall,
that ended in such despair?
It happened so fast,
now nothing will last,
and it all seems so unfair.
The day had occurred,
though it seemed absurd,
when something inside us did die.
A part of our minds,
we neglected the signs,
and with us the heavens did cry.
We lack now creation,
that special sensation,
when your proud of the things you create.
It stripped all our cheer,
replaced it with fear,
now the people are filling with hate.
Hate and a question,
filled with depression,
it scorches us deep from inside.
It burns us whole,
it blackens our soul.
What happened the day that art died?
I remember the tears on your face when you died, because you just wanted to let go of the pain, fly from the cage of your life, the shackles of disease.
Blood-drenched, I didn't mind the smell or the bruises. Never saw the filth as I cradled your head in my lap and stroked your cheek.
I remember the glitter in your eyes as the pain settled in cold and the fear made you weak.
Let go, let go and fly from your cage,
Silent is the night in your heart.
Let go and see the light of that place,
Unravel the fragile seams and fall apart.
The rain fell like acid from azure skies of bliss. My grief rustled in swaying treetops and you flew, flew so fa
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My only problem is that I have neither the voice nor the equipment to sing the piece.
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I really, truly appreciate all the support.
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