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Ghostly Fog14:39 Jun 07 2008
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Drifting in and out of reality like tuning in and out of a radio station.
Chances are pasted and not looked back on.
Dreams fade into a grey past and are buried deep inside.
Seeing past this hour is almost impossible.
This monster that dwells within refuses to be tamed.
I have lost control, giving up my power to this wild darkness.
This thirst fails to be quenched.
All I can think is of my release into an untamed beast.
Nothing but lies fills my mind and a dream turned wrong.
The devil has closed his claw on me and gives no sign of a release.
Crashing down is like plummeting down what seems a forever falling roller costar.
Eyes wide, full of pain.
Sleep to dream.
To dance with my monster and dwell within him forever trap.
I need a way to be free.
To live on the surface and not drown, swim, but not sink.
Cork screws and radical twists have thrown my balance off.
What was once down is now up, no telling when to get off.
Ripped in two and joined by the calling of the beast.
No way to stop, to say no, to turn the other way.
I can only answer and be happy with my fear.
I am my enemy, antidote, my fear, and haven.
I can only look past my reflection, but never into it.
Lost in this turning cycle of my beast, hope is nothing but an illusion.
I am beyond help,
Headed toward my grave,
Dressed in black,
Walking aimlessly into an abyss of white,
Sleep to dream,
Dream to death.
Yet life continues, not missing my absence.
Not yearning for my presence.
I was nothing, but a fog, an illusion, a dream,
Now gone, past, and buried inside,
I still yearn to be quenched by my monster.
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An Emeny00:22 Jun 07 2008
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Staring up at the silver slick of moon surrounded by complete obscurity made me start thinking of life and death.
I was declining into a sea of thoughts which came as day needing light and night desiring darkness.
I starting feeling lost and misplaced in my own skin.
My mind started racing trying to erase the past, and go to the safe sight of moon, but it was too late.
I fell into a deep sleep.
I was walking down a small, forest path when I heard someone call my name.
I turned around but no one was there, there were only trees and dead, discolored leaves that were covering the path.
The path was long, shadowy and never ending. I the followed the pathway to an open empty field filled with tall grass.
There were no trees, just a plain of grass.
I heard loud roars of waves and ran through the grass, I ran until I was standing at the edge of a cliff looking down at the sea water.
I felt the cool breeze and smelled the fresh air of the sea. I closed my eyes and took in the majestic scene.
The smell twisted my mind into thinking I was home, that I was safe.
I felt a sudden disruption within my skin, an inner war surfaced.
I was going off to war with an unseen force.
Startled, I opened my eyes and looked at the sea.
The water turned red and developed into a storm.
I turned and ran to the path entrance.
As I ran towards the forest, the water grew.
The figure standing at the edge of the cliff was a monstrous beast with piercing red eyes and a black a blue water body.
It must have reached into the sky and grabbed onto the moon.
Then I stopped and stared into the eyes of a water beast.
I began to pray and I fell to my knees.
I prayed to be removed.
I thought I could run away from all of my fear, but they followed.
I was running from my own fear, myself.
As I prayed to be removed, the beast gathered all of the wind.
He gazed at me with bereavement in his eyes and roared; “You are your own worst enemy, only you have the power to change and make better.”
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