[x]

Dreamer of DreamsEyes so green – deeper than the seas and with
Thoughts so far away; she was the dreamer of all dreams.
They told her she couldn’t succeed
Yet she tried and tried.
And eventually fell victim
To the abuse and lies.

Her smile held beauty that none could compare, but her
Confidence was shaken and she was struck with despair.
For the words that they had spoken
Got lost inside her head.
To the world she was alive,
But in her heart she was dead.

She found solace in a friend whose name we all know:
Crack cocaine became her lover and it became her foe.
Now she felt she had done
What they said she would do.
“Not only am I a failu

I feel nothing.The numbness is almost comforting
The feeling of absolutely nothing
No sadness, no anger
Just dead silence
I couldn't care less for his reply
I couldn't care less if he's gone for good
No nervousness, no fear
Just emptiness
My life just goes on, the days drag by
My cuts don't get worse, nor do they improve
No worries, not anxious
I feel nothing.

When you demand it.When I was a little girl
my mother used to tell me
"you will not understand
the magnitude of what you've said
until you've said it."

And, as promised,
I have come to tell you: I've said it.

I have come to tell you
I felt the vibrato
coax my deepest bones:
an immortal vex, a cage
of everything alive beneath my flesh;
the things that will stay alive
after everything alive in my body
has turned to ash.

I have come to tell you
I felt the magnitude build
in my chest like the flapping
of birds, dead things
I assumed would never
breathe life, that I would never
understand what it is like
to choke on their tiny bones
while I trip over my words.

I

The Pixelated Mani am just a single pixel,
a tiny dot on the digital canvas of my life,
a speck of grey in a sea of color,
a whirlpool of life and frivolity,
yet the sea is far away,
i am but a single pixel on a blank canvas,
a single pixel can never see a bigger picture,
yet somehow i am okay this way,
a single solitary pixel,
and yet all the same i cling to hope,
i hope that one day i will be joined by other pixels,
so that we may form a beautiful picture,
a special little masterpiece

What Else Can You Say?There are two types of sadness.

One that you just ignore, and power through. You go out with your friends, you eat, you laugh. You celebrate the gift that is life. Happiness returns quickly.

The other... you let consume you. You lock yourself away, and turn off your phone. You cry, and don't stop. You denounce the turmoil that is life. Happiness returns slowly, even though you don't think it will.

Inevitably, for both, the 'metaphoric' sun will shine again, drying up the puddles - or sometimes floods - that have fallen from the storm known as "depression" and the hurricane known as "life".

That's kind of a ridiculous thing to say, isn't i

Your Skin to that BladeYour Skin to that Blade

You take your skin to that blade
That thin piece of sharp metal
To go beneath your skin.

That moment when you feel that rush
The rush of a red river
flowing down your wrist
The release of your demons.

Weather it's across the stream
or down the street
That first slice becomes an addiction
Addiction of ecstasy when you
bring your skin to that blade.

The next day people are asking you
"Why are you wearing a long sleeve shirt in this weather"
with your reply of "I'm just cold."
When you fill your wrists with bracelets
or the “my cat scratched me” excuse.

You will say anything believable just so
yo

lostI see them slip one by one, all my dreams

Try so hard to catch them, but they dance away it seems.

I don’t want my friends to be my only source of hope

I don’t want to hurt myself anymore just to cope.

This life hasn’t turned out the way I wanted it to be

I’m scared of a future I’m not sure I want to see.

Everyday I feel more confused, feel even more lost

I want to die but I’m not sure if its worth the cost~

Have you seen that girlHave you seen that girl
With the yellow clothing
Running around, making too much noise?

I’m afraid I haven’t
I’ve seen the girl in blue though
She was calm, yet seemed troubled

What’re you talking about
I’ve only seen the girl in black
Packed with danger, yet kept to herself

Ah, were you guys just talking about me?

They all turned
To find the girl
The color they each want to see
For she is nothing
But
A mirror
That shows what you want to see
But never
Revealing the hidden part inside

Be happy, my baby girl.I don’t know when you’ll be reading this, my sweetheart
But what daddy is about to tell you will help you understand him a little

Your father is a complex, but loving and caring man
He always tried to help his friends and loved ones whenever he could, even if it was at the cost of himself
But that isn’t the best thing one can do
It got him hurt a lot by people he would have never thought to be hurt by
Luckily daddy has gone through it all, just so he could teach you to be different
Listen to me baby girl, it took daddy not long to figure out what life is
What life is ment to be, and what its true purpose is

He was depresse

Stone Heartkneeling on rough ground,
the tears fall from my face,
collecting in a chalice beneath your feet,
feel the melodic rhythm of my heart in every drop,
and sate your thirsty lips upon the cool water,
drink your fill from the wellspring of my love,
but do not be surprised once the well runs dry,
and my heart becomes like stone,
and beats no more

Strength...Strength..It's something we all have.
But Strength,is something we all have to earn,work hard for,and want.
Strength.We all have our strong points.And our weak points.
Strength.It's something that gets us through a tough day.
Strength.It gives us the right to be who we choose.
Strength.To fight every battle that comes our way.And we won't go down so easily.
Strength.Motivating the fallen and raise their hopes to fight again.
Strength.It's something that lays deep beneath our souls and hearts.We need to let it push to the outer core and let it shine.
Strength.It's our hopes,friends,family,and our way of life.
Strength.It gives you the urge to do whats right.
Strength.We all have it.Let it shine through the veil of darkness that shadows us constantly.
Strength.It's stronger than a blade.It keeps our minds sharp
Strength.It's the thing that lets us keep our heads up high.To show our superior love.Life.Soul

The Porcelain Shieldof porcelain so bloody,
chipped and battered,
rusted firm from eons past,
the blood streaks like tears down its eyes,
like magic in the mirror,
reveals the crystal tears it cries,
my mask it is so beaten,
from years of bitter lies,
it used to be so perfect,
but now it slowly dies,
the cracks they show so clearly,
displayed so all can see,
revealing beneath the surface,
a broken, lonely me

Because You Loved MeHi,
My name is--
Nothing.
Never mind.
I forgot that I don't have one.
You can't know me.
You don't know me....
At least that's what you told them....
You could never just admit it.
You would never tell them.
You should have just shouted it out,
Loud enough for the whole world to here you.
I love you...
And you know you loved me...
Cause we were together
Yeah.
We were a thing
I couldn't have just imagined it
We spent 4 months together
Cuddled in the back of your mom's car
Laughing at my jokes
Arms around each other
Lips locked together.....
But now you say that you don't know me??
Every.
Single.
One.
Of my deepest secrets has been invested into your very soul
And every time you look at me...
You turn the other way and laugh
Because you know I'm a freak.
You know what's wrong with me!
You know everything!
But you still say that you don't know me...
But you know you do.
You know you loved me!
And I know that I loved you....
And I know that you know you loved me too
S

Never LastsNever Lasts

I fall so hard
I fall so fast
But I already know
It never lasts

Love is a circle?
No, Love is a line
There is always an end
What about "Love is kind"?

Kind at the start
Perhaps the "patient" thing, too
But all that goes away
And you'll be left feeling blue

I'm better off alone
I'm better off lost
Why fall for love
When it comes with a cost?

Don't fall so hard
Don't fall so fast
My wise words to you
"It will never last"

Dead RingerThere is a sound which catches both the eyes and the ears,
A sound that penetrates the darkest caves and alleyways,
One that engulfs you in its entirety no matter how loud or soft,
That carries a melody of the soul, a message for only you to hear.

A sound which turns and stops you in your tracks, a warm shiver spreading down your spine,
The kind of sound that forces you to think about life and about dreams and about why you’re here and...
Where you’re going and how you’re going to get there?
The kind of sound that isolates you from the world...

On an impersonally quiet walk to the bus stop, in the middle of autumn,
A sound

Browse More Like This

Purchase Purchased Download Purchase Soon 80

ZIP 410 bytes

Includes TXT

View Attachments

Qu'est donc ce vide Assis dans.txt

459 bytes

Add Your Rating! Thanks for Rating! Change Your Rating

more ▶

More from *ArwenGernak

View Gallery · View Prints

Featured in Groups:

#Plumes-FR
For All texts in French

#Des-lys-de-mots
French litterature

Details

Submitted: February 20
File Size: 680 bytes

Link

Thumb

Statistics

Comments: 8
Favourites: 9 [who?]
Views: 55 (0 today)

[x]

Qu'est donc ce vide Assis

by *ArwenGernak, Feb 20, 2013, 3:37:45 PM
Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Urban & Spoken Word

Ennui

Qu'est donc ce vide
Assis dans le divan de mon âme ?

Je suis l'aride
Le désert et l'avenir infâme !

Qu'est donc ce silence
Sinon que le funeste ennui ?

Je suis ton devenir,
Tes milles nuits à venir !

Arwen Gernak
20 février 2013

Version revue:

Qu'est donc cette langueur infâme
Assise dans le divan de mon âme ...

Si ce n'est l'interminable ennui !

Arwen Gernak
21 février 2013

Qu'est donc ce vide Assisby *ArwenGernak

Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Urban & Spoken Word

©2013 *ArwenGernak

~~wow 0 0~~

~~mad 0 0~~

~~sad 0 0~~

~~fear 0 0~~

~~neutral 0 0~~

=Douce-Amertume Apr 30, 2013

(si je peux me permettre, ce S à mille ?

)

Reply

Mood: Joy

~dragoduval Mar 23, 2013 Hobbyist Writer

C'est bon

, court mais bon.

Reply

*ArwenGernak Mar 27, 2013

M'ci m'sieur !

Reply

~dragoduval Mar 27, 2013 Hobbyist Writer

Reply

*DameOdessa Feb 22, 2013 Hobbyist Digital Artist

Très joli

Reply

*ArwenGernak Mar 9, 2013

merci

Reply

Mood: Love

~Hill-dan Feb 20, 2013 Hobbyist Writer

j'aime ça

Reply

*ArwenGernak Feb 21, 2013

Merci beaucoup: je devrais sans doute le réduire pour opposer peu de mots à la longueur de l'ennui.

Reply

Previous
Next