Who claimed endings couldn't be beautiful?
Written at 3:47 am on 08/16/2015.
© L.J. Slaferek
Is it dark? Or am I blind? The spirals of encroaching night Betray the trust of the light. Shadows wail beyond the mist
I can’t keep up this race, So bone-chillingly lonely, Still lingering in this cold place… I’ve had this dream before... Pain, agonizing pain strikes again…
Your inability to see What’s killing me Endlessly This is my destiny A loop of death
The moon howls out in the night In so much pain its beautiful comp… The sun writhes in the day sky in… How long can you stare at the sun… Grey storm clouds let loose a torr…
So cold, Why is it so cold? The air as I suck it in In gasping breaths After I have punched my knuckles…
I’m fine It’s a sign Yes, I know you love me I can truly see My days are bright
Raging rivers of hurt Ending in Cascading waterfalls of sorrow That crash into A deep, dark lake of responsibilit…
What is the most painful word? Is it hate? That abject raging emotion that… Hate can be fulfilled, one way or… Or maybe it’s sadness?
Writing poetry at 4 am Is not as romantic as the poets sa… It is not with love I write Or hatred It is neither
Ice cold Nice cold, Frosty breath Chilling death. Burning flame
Putz She laughed, sometimes Made me smile, a lot Raged, sometimes Made me run for the hills, occasio…
Dim, grim, dark nights For thoughts to grow And darken even further still Sad, twisted, angry thoughts Swirl in the blackness that
He is lost Alone Is he dead? Is he alive? Trembling hands
Sweet, sweet Nothing What could be more beautiful than… For Something is always Broken, Destroyed, Ruined, Who wouldn’t seek to pursue Nothi…
You can’t see me My eyes are closed So you can’t look into them Besides, your eyes are closed too. You can’t touch me