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 regret Leaving them behind Saying goodbye One last time– I regret
The Colours Are Almost Gone ‘Countless bursts of colours swim… Vivid explosions of expression That know no bounds That never had bounds
He is lost Alone Is he dead? Is he alive? Trembling hands
I’m fine It’s a sign Yes, I know you love me I can truly see My days are bright
I don’t belong here Destined for another place So lonely It crushes me Falling through a black abyss
Dim, grim, dark nights For thoughts to grow And darken even further still Sad, twisted, angry thoughts Swirl in the blackness that
The words on the pages blur Fading away in a mist A mist of tears, floods In a waterfall, Like so many drops of blood
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?
Why me? What am I? Where do I belong? When did it get this bad? Questions that I cannot answer
Fade away We all fade away We suffer In silence And the world likes it that way
Tossing and turning in bed Whilst dark thoughts crawl in my h… Finding it impossible to fall asle… As the madness begins to creep Like a serpent slithering
The fall is less frightening Than the ledge upon which I stand To fly like a bird is freedom To stand like a monolith to pain i… The water looks so calm below
My hopes have turned into air I simply could not care Spring is here My time is near Depression’s terrible snare
I hate smiling, Because it’s always fake. I hate laughing, Because it’s always empty. I hate this heart,