Iniquity

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I am a trilogy of oaths dancing upon the setting sun. As shadows calm my wayward life, my heart comes undone. Cascading tears of mental threats my cherished soul begins to grow. Nightmares and anarchy are all I have ever known. Guiding my hurt into a capsule of time, I will no longer let you hurt what is mine. Agony and faithful truth, I am the dying child of a world that never gave me a chance to thrive. Nothing left to call my own, I walk into the dark night seeking a final sound of pain. Letting go and being free, that is all the wind wishes of me. Shards of time are shrieking within my brain as I wither into a place of less than where I came. The peril I am seeking is one of vitality. To pound the earth with a battle cry of turmoil. Letting it all go of all chargeless tasks as I begin again and open my spirit into the vast crowd of rummaging thoughts. To be free, to be tranquil, to be me, that is the aim of truth I am seeking.

Death’s Daffodils

May be a closeup of flower

Jars of disrespect reflect pain through refracted life. I am bound to the oath I created upon the resurrection of my soul. The correlation between here and now is the fact that life is ground into a dust that haunts the wind we breath daily. I am not the being your heart desires and that destroys my truth. The vanity you stare at is only the face that stirs world into a forever night. The shallow dance of Southern tides envelope my small desires and cast them into the waning light. Do not seek me, do not fight the only chance I have to break the silence of the pain that has panicked my luminescent soul. My death is scattered with the lifeless daffodils that bloomed my final thoughts into the ethers. I will conquer one more day with you as I weep my secrets into the night. There is nothing left for me to trust when I look into your honey bright eyes. I loved you once and I love you still, just remember as you walk on by, I’m the heart that holds you dear but as you sink into the depths, I will let you devour everything you fear.

Be Still…there is life in this heart of mine

Hope for the Caged Heart Digital Art by Waylan Loyd

Are you scared because you lie in a world where all seems lost. Where the pain you drink is just another day? Is there nothing left to lose but the hope inside of you? We grieve at a rate that we can no longer fathom. We value this life based on what we are given but in the end, the peace we find is death. An obstacle we have a hard time reaching the end. The truth in the matter is this, once we reach a place of peace, not even death will disrupt me. I am a grave dancer and live on the edge, looking for solid ground that drives everything back into the sea. There is nothing in this life that will kill me except my heart which is still absent from me.

The heart I gave away some time ago. Still beating in the cage you keep it in. You glance at it to see if my organ still beats for thee. You tend to it as an owl would its prey. Pecking hard at it and waiting for it to die. What you didn’t know is, the resilience in me was never seen and that heart in the cage will out last you, it will even out last me. The more you try to bring me down, the more you scar me, the more my heart begins to beat with a rhythm that is louder than me. Keep trying to push me out, keep trying to shut me down, but that heart you hold is more life than anyone has ever known.

Kept to my solid word, I silently begin to wonder where you have gone. Was it me that was lost in the maze or was it you that created the hell I felt bound to. There is no more travel, there is no more space, just a plot of earth that holds my fate. Casting shadows upon the sky, tonight you will see a world meant for you and I. I will figure out how to seek back the heart you took from me. No longer will you see it beat as the chapter I write is setting me free. There is a place and there is a time when I will recapture this heart of mine. The truth be told and with random stares, I am allowing my soul to take me there. Sculpting a path into you house, as you sleep, I will sweep in, quiet as a mouse. A hand to your mouth and death at your throat, I will take back all that you wrote. A chill in the air and nightmares at your door, tonight I take back so you can hurt me never more.

This whole time I sought out sleep, while torture danced within me. Not once did I truly begin to seek, a life of peace that was just for me. By letting you go and stealing back me life, there was no regret in took place that night. Crimson tides and screams of pain. Nothing compares to the hell you gave. So close your eyes and I take the key and return my heart back to me. The cage will burn into the tide that will take your soul out to die. You have never began to see, all the places you punished me. I died on day one, you died on the day I took everything back you stole from me. As the lights dim, and i clean my mess, the soul that once loved me, now slumbers in the grave they made for me. An elixir of all you essence will be my drink, a lover, a friend, a killer within me. Now we will become one as I drink your life and watch you fade into silent grave.