What We Hope [2014 WAR Entry] Word Count: 3,044 (Started and completed on the 11th of July, 2014)
.::Poetry::.
Okay, pretty much all my poems are emo so I'm only gonna post two. XDD
Memories - 2009
Spoiler:
What happened to the white dove?
Over time it faded
After those years of joy and tears
Its loyalty was traded.
Ancient values disappeared:
Innocence and purity
Why must they be flushed away
With no trace of security?
Once a close and trusted friend
Became a foolish illusion
Finding out that I was wrong
Presented more confusion.
Friendship’s blind ways set me up
It disguised the ruinous truth
And what helped it become fate
Was my ignorance and youth.
Inexperience doesn’t pay off
But you learn from your mistakes
At least there’s that lesson
That always gives and takes.
The hard part is accepting
Why you weren’t good enough
Then you take on the burden
To top off a process so rough.
Just wishing for the days to return
And laughing at what’s been
Still tugs on your heartstrings;
It scrapes at life’s sheen.
You can’t retrieve old feelings
Or bring back what you’ve lost
But at least you can hang on
Without much of a cost.
And what defines your past
Keeps moments that will last
Remembers the shed tears
Holds reasons for your fears...
...Are those memories.
Fading: - 2012/2014
Spoiler:
Fading, slipping, seeping through cracks
Straight and lined to veering off the tracks
Diluting and draining, decreasing in length
Filed to strands, declining in strength
Stripping in sections, discarding detail
Attempts to recall them tragically fail
Solidification remains in the past
Opacity thickens unbearably fast
Clarity distorts, not to return
That which was whole is condemned to burn
Confusion is strewn across fields of thought
The debris of what a battle has wrought
A battle still fought
Prisoners caught
Emotions are sought
Time is cut short
Identities become lost in the fray
Fragments are torn and taken away
The sections that follow are led astray
Isolation and coldness to mould them like clay
Breaking off and crumbling to pieces
Parts once defined are riddled with creases
Wholesome beliefs are now not so whole
Damaged by fires, devoid of their soul
Feelings numbed and morphed from grace
Chipped at and lessened, left with no face
Resolves are upturned, ambitions diminished
What has been started shall never be finished
Light mixed with mud, stains smeared on glass
Transparency gone, sense scattered and sparse
Dreams losing meaning, hope turning dry
Bodies are bloody but no tear wets the eye
Compassion is scarce and will not restore
It weakens with moments; it will be no more
Dangerous demons once never a threat
Lurk in the shadows, bereft of regret
They stalk in the night and strike with sharp claws
Removing defences without any cause
Shrouded with mist, they cannot be seen
Tainting a surface which once was so clean
Anticipation is a tool not in use
For their times of appearance are hard to deduce
They prey on the weak and refuse to be banished
Teeth rip through flesh and hope has now vanished
Omnipresent fear driving you insane
Soon they will slay, whispering your name
They butcher and maim
You won’t be the same
Ever again.
Thanks for reading and feel free to leave a comment. :]
Last edited by Suicune's Fire; 12-29-2016 at 12:33 PM.
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