Poetry, lyrics and other words…
If I write today
Will it resonate
With anyone at all
If I tell a tale
And toast with ale
Will you catch me if I fall
Will the moon still rise
And cross each night
Of a celestial starlit sea
Or will the ink run dry
As I lay here and die
With no one next to me
As darkness gathers and builds
Joining the abyss of progressive emptiness
Satan plays a joyful song
Another notch is etched into the handle of his sickle
Shattered beyond repair is a heart left in the waste
Discarded as so many before
Never to be alone – but alone nonetheless
Restricted from the hope of true happiness
Gone is the gleeful innocence of yesterday
Replaced with the ever ebbing tide of sorrow
Adrift in a slow current
Until – even the darkness – wanes
In the struggle of my life
I forgot to say I love you
In the struggle of my life
I forgot to goodbye
Everyone around me
Every voice inside my head
Every single time I speak
There is nothing but a cry…
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Lost in separation
By this madness that engulfs me
Lost in separation
When I catch a stranger’s eye
Caught between the here and there
Forgetting how to breathe
In this, a living nightmare
Am I forsaken by and by
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Indiscreetly, I loosed my grip
Soured by inadequacy
Indiscreetly, I loosed my hold
As the shadows over through me
For consolation, there is nigh
Broken soul like dried up bones
A final kiss I was denied
This shallow grave my home
I cast out the blue demons deep into the night
Yet their shadows continue to haunt me
How do I escape these unworldly specters
While even now they fall around me in silhouettes
How I pray for the light to chase the unseen away
How I beg in a guttural growl to be set free
Then, and only then, did I awake from this nightmare
Twisting and fighting
The demons within
Helplessly crying
Where to begin
All of the love has gone out of this life
Censured my soul
Cut out with a knife
Carelessly wondering
A desolate land
Not a mere morsel
To be found by this hand
Starved from the inside
Starved from without
The devil did win
He screams with a shout
Here is the prize
I promised my hoard
Once a good soul
Now cut from its cord
Where once there fell
A crusty piece
Of savory flavored
Ripened beast
With all the sides
One does adore
Gaseous swamp
And frost of hoar
Gelatinous moss
From north of tree
Bullfrog throat
With pitch – high C
Once stroked in pot
With hellfire’s heat
Now blades of grass
Thou must eat
Deliciousness
None can compare
Lest ye hath had
Burnt paw of bear
Subservient threads tighten around the ilk of my shadowed memories
Where darkness embraces silence like a lover
And I lay suffering – floundering in foul dreams
My soundless cries echo
While I walk alone with spectres
Who take pleasure as they caress my very soul
Fight the torrents
Escape the rage
Find wings to lift you high above
Peer into the chasm
That fuels the fire
Of malcontent – free of love
Alight upon waters
Where currents spree
Hand swirling to and fro
Close troubled eyes
Which cannot see
The flames found down below
The burden of the broken stones
Weigh heavy on the mind
Whitecapped waves crest and foam
But cannot wash away the crime
Building blocks to small to see
Poisoned the whole of the base
Years of neglect have now captured me
As I slow to a crawl in my pace
Hindsight lends no healing sauve
For this conjured soul of the damned
Only regret of a dying wretch
As I crumble into sinking sand
Canvas towers of black paint the horizon
There is no way out
There is no way out
Turrets of stone in windswept hues
There is no way out
There is no way out
A blanket of stars, black as pitch
There is no way out
There is no way out
Suffocating inside this sarcophagus, frozen forever
There is no way out
There is no way out
Kevin Parish 