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Dark Embrace

this poem is so random at some parts of it, but it all symblozies one thing. so ya, enjoy.

Created by cowsgoquak on Friday, October 03, 2008

Wrapped in a warm embrace,
waiting,
hoping.
Nothing left can come.
The doors open,
slowly,
silently.
Beckoning softy for me to enter through its wide opening.

Insanity lies before me,
calling me forward.
whispering I bring to you heaven,
the innocence you long for,
what is there return?

Falling to my knees,
brushing up against the door's hinges.
I bring to you nothing but the soul you wish to feed upon,
dear friend.
All that is left is the flesh upon my bones,
and the blood in my veins,
my heart beats with satisfaction.
The time has cometofall beneath the soil in which I was made from,
to become the soft, sweet air you breath,
and the water youdrink.
All I have to give is my whole self.

This empty glass will never be filled with wine,
the wine shall never fill it's drinker,
to make them forget their troubles,
and to fill them with wonderful sensations.
But only to lay in the vine growing,
then to only shrivel and die.
Such a harsh ending.
This rose shall never be planted,
it shall never enhance the surroundings with its timeless beauty,
nor will it ever bring small hope to another in pain.
It shall only remain dry and dead,
only to wilt with time.
Its sweet scents shall never fill the earth,
but it shall become black and bring nothing but sorrow to the earth.
My hand raises above me,
grabbing for some invisible and non-existant object,
my neck raises slowly,
I can feel the cold metal against my skin.
Dripping rubies.

Small gasps escape my lips,
such feeling!
My warm breath freezes in the cold air.
Insanity finally comes upon me,
his pleasant voice and sharp features only hipnotizing me,
I fall into his control.
He holds me closer,
and closer,
then he takes me completely.

Love lost,
life has fled,
faith in hiding.
Death's song rings in my ears,
singing sweetly
with soft vibrations shaking the ground.
Strands of gold fall from my shoulders,
and waters of blue fall from my eyes.
Ah,
sweet, sweet sounds.
This is truely heaven,
perhaps it is nothing,
just to float away endlessly in a dream that you can never wake from.
The darkness wrapping around,
centuries pass,
with no change in this ongoing chain.
Still dancing away gracefully in the black.
Waiting,
for the time to come.

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