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    March 31

    He Rides

     

    he rides
    ghost
    from yesterday
    carriage
    pulled by
    dark horses
    of tomorrow

    pursued
    by blood thirsty bats
    beating
    frightful wings viciously
    flea invested creatures

    straight from
    sinister depths
    of the underground cavern

    chasing
    me back
    to the place
    where I made my bed
    a long time ago

    playing
    on insanities door step
    making
    myself a bracelet
    from
    all this pain
    carved into
    my blackened soul

    a cut here..
    a cut there
    maybe
    just one more
    for all these endless tears

    take my heart
    rip it apart
    shredding
    pieces of hope

    he is riding again…
    ghost of yesterday
    with the casket open

    looking for me....

     

    (C) Fragile Soul AKA Me

    March 28

    The Last of the Last

     

    Shadows dancing on the walls

    As the sun painfully breaks within her eyes

    A clever once off disguise

    In an attempt of sheltering her soul from all these lies

     

    Taken all that she can take

    She holds her heart very tight

    Knowing that this time if she should let go

    Her heart would forever grow cold

     

    The sunset brings no comfort

    As the flames reach towards the skies

    Millions of stars suddenly died

    In one solitary tear from her hope departed eyes

     

    Scars from a life gone by

    Could never once mute her now silent cries

    As a hand stretched out is just short out of reach

    There is no way for anyone this barrier to breach

     

    Trust lost within vast endless plains

    She lays her head down hoping this would be the last surprise

    Never once did she think that the knife of deceit would be twisted in so many ways

    By hands she once trusted whit her whole earthly life

     

    Knowing now what she needs to do

    Cut the cord and watch everything come down

    As the last curtain falls

    With no encore to cheer her on

     

    She painfully admits defeat

    Bow down and greet!

    Know now that the last smile was just for you

    As the last letter is etched upon her tomb  

     

    (c) Fragile Soul AKA Me