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Gently Crushed
In this velvet cage
Cushioned deep red
Before me, the stage
The boards I've tread
A solid black canvas
Where dreams breathe
And moments do pass
Where I can believe
The lights die away
Fading with the night
In here I shall stay
Only here I'm alright
Lets darkness close in
Silence takes control
Needles across my skin
And infecting my soul
I am out of position
Here among the crowd
That failed audition
Echoing all too loud
Resonating in my mind
A missed opportunity
Now leaving me behind
As I sit in obscurity
Bathed in illumination
The stage takes shape
Banishing my isolation
Bring forth my escape
The lead steps forward
Controlling the space
Dominating every word
Performing with grace
An hour quickly passed
I was trapped in awe
Transfixed by the cast
So powerful, so raw
Let the feeling subside
Every muscle went numb
Malformed tears dried
I knew they had won...
Sat in eloquent defeat
Been crushed so gently
Left stunned in my seat
I'd rehearsed intently
Effort all washed away
So many wasted years
Destroyed in one day
As the audience clears
My life was a lie
Dream, nothing more
Why do I even try?
Failing to ignore
It was never real
The stage rejects me
Another lost quest
Was too blind to see
I failed the test
So home I'll go
To where I reside
Only place I know
I still have pride
Here I can perform
Beneath my light
So bright, so warm
I was never alright
In this velvet cage
Cushioned deep red
Before me, the stage
The boards I've tread
A solid black canvas
Where dreams breathe
And moments do pass
Where I can believe
The lights die away
Fading with the night
In here I shall stay
Only here I'm alright
Lets darkness close in
Silence takes control
Needles across my skin
And infecting my soul
I am out of position
Here among the crowd
That failed audition
Echoing all too loud
Resonating in my mind
A missed opportunity
Now leaving me behind
As I sit in obscurity
Bathed in illumination
The stage takes shape
Banishing my isolation
Bring forth my escape
The lead steps forward
Controlling the space
Dominating every word
Performing with grace
An hour quickly passed
I was trapped in awe
Transfixed by the cast
So powerful, so raw
Let the feeling subside
Every muscle went numb
Malformed tears dried
I knew they had won...
Sat in eloquent defeat
Been crushed so gently
Left stunned in my seat
I'd rehearsed intently
Effort all washed away
So many wasted years
Destroyed in one day
As the audience clears
My life was a lie
Dream, nothing more
Why do I even try?
Failing to ignore
It was never real
The stage rejects me
Another lost quest
Was too blind to see
I failed the test
So home I'll go
To where I reside
Only place I know
I still have pride
Here I can perform
Beneath my light
So bright, so warm
I was never alright
Literature
Conventional Tragedies
Her mother was a sphinx, she was her favorite riddle,
her father played lullabies on Lucifer's fiddle.
Her facade was a doll, with a torn out pull string,
she lost it in a battle with an innerspring.
Her hopes were static ivy that crackled so high,
white noise never failed in making her cry.
Her belly was a bird cage that was empty inside,
she buried the song in her mind when it died.
Her skin was a roadmap of savage tattoos,
and bruised evil eyes inked in with voodoo.
Her hair was a tangle of fate 'round her head,
so she cut it off madly, and colored it red.
Her heart was a temple, without any worship,
'till spiders replaced lov
Literature
A Fool
I never thought I would be here, in this position.
I never thought that I would let this happen to me.
I thought I was better than that.
I believed you.
You seemed so perfect.
Everything about you was exhilarating.
Flawless.
I believed you.
I would not listen to the warnings.
They did not know you like I did.
They were erroneous.
I believed you.
You have taken all I have.
Everything valuable to me is gone.
I just cannot the fact that…
I believed you.
Literature
Mistakes
Why am I constantly hiding?
Surrounded by screams that pierce the soul,
Leaving me in tears...
Why do these innocent mistakes come back and haunt me?
Something so minor,
Having such a consequence...
Why am I always the victim?
Do I stick out in some horrific way,
That I need to be abused...
Why do I feel sympathy for those who continually hurt me?
Always shooting me down,
But I defend them...
Why has no one freed me from this prison?
Is this what I deserve,
To feel this way...
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Looking back, 'misguided' was not the optimum way of representing the cacophony of conflicting emotive responses resonating from the shows on Saturday and their crushing ramifications. It's something I wanted to express, but simply couldn't mould the words properly, so this is attempt number two as the echoes of the evening are still pounding on the mind incessantly. Anything to alleviate the constant doubting and confusion
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Lets darkness close in
Silence takes control
Needles across my skin
And infecting my soul
I love that part <3 I do believe there are bigger and better things out there for you, Cal. As cliche as it sounds, everything does happen for a reason. Just keep on writing it out.
Silence takes control
Needles across my skin
And infecting my soul
I love that part <3 I do believe there are bigger and better things out there for you, Cal. As cliche as it sounds, everything does happen for a reason. Just keep on writing it out.