Tuesday, March 18, 2008

Only in hell can you truly escape your dreams

Train-wreak in my memory,
A thought yet to be sorted,
Dreams tangled in a web of tyranny.
Screams of jealousy fill the room,
As you brush through the Petals of Slaughter.
Anguish and doubt are in the eyes of the awaiting children.
Distress fills your memory as you walk the ivory staircase,
Dressed in red silk to parade the moment.
The railing there to protect you, lead you only steps closer,
To your impending doom.
As you reach the top, stop and let secrets be revealed to you,
Just as you open the gold plated doors.
Turn the handle with much care as it is your life.
Mournful words cry out in the midnight sky.
Tears of tourment encompass your surroundings.
A grand tower of ecstasy fills your body as you take your first step.
Flames boil over the ever-darkening sky.
Deceitful villains encompass your area,
Only not in such a way you hoped for.
As your beautiful silk dress turns to ash,
You join them, never again able to see the moon shine off the beautiful lake where you got your first kiss.

1 comment:

chuckman said...

The duality of love and hate, beauty and ugliness, extravagance and plainness.. it's beautiful truly