Inside the emptiness of self, I sit longing for the answer to a question still unknown.
And inside this realm of sorrow, I weep with bitter tears because I am alone.
Sleep becomes a haze of visions; I wander toward the dimmest light.
Answers are spawned from hellish dreams; I see how I can make it right.
Walking this path of rotted corpses, I become another morbid manifestation.
With a dying rose held in my palm, I open myself to destructive desecration.
Open my bleeding soul to starlight, I take a razor in each of my hands.
There is only the need for vengeance; I must take it while I can.
For inside the eternity of myself, I sit waiting for the question to an answer I now know.
And inside this realm of retribution, I no longer weep for what I cannot hold.
Sleep becomes my only salvation, I stretch onward toward the night.
Answers are wrought of my own hatred, I just feel so right.
Walking this road of living spirits, I undergo another alteration.
With a blooming rose cupped in my palm, I allow myself a new motivation.
Open my raging soul to moonlight, I feel my weapons slice my hands.
The only answer for me is vengeance; I will take it because I can.
You never should have tried it.
You should have known.
You can’t lead me, I won’t follow.
The only rules I know are my own.
I’ll take this course alone.
There isn’t anything you can do.
Nothing left that you can say.
What’s done is done, it’s too late.
And this is the price you’ll have to pay.
Watch my back as I walk away.
I’m not empty anymore.
So do not tell me what to do.
It’s done and over, now I’m leaving.
Who I am is my absolute truth.
And I’m not going to change for you.
I will not be who you want me to be.
So let me be what I decide.
The years have passed, and nothing lasts.
And I know what I am inside.
I will no longer hide.
I’ve found what I’ve been looking for.
Not from laws divine.
But by my strength, and by my heart.
And sooner or later things will be fine.
Because I’m holding on to truth.
And keeping what is mine.
Contemplation.
Disintegration.
Fall away from me.
Leave me alone.
Infiltration.
Past frustration.
Taking me away.
And I am left alone.
Concentration.
Desecration.
Destroy a piece of me.
And here I am alone.
Consecration.
Abhoration.
I stand for myself.
I stand alone.
His embrace is wrapped around my heart.
Lurks in the corner of my thoughts.
The sweet caress of his lips, still whispers.
All that I forgot.
I remember the touch.
The sound of his voice in my head.
Remains clutched to my heart inside.
I’m drowning in this emptiness.
And it feels like I have died.
I remember the sounds.
His scent consumes my soul.
He smelled just like my tears.
Taste like honey on his chest.
His hands erased my fears.
I remember the taste.
How a hole replaced where he was.
How the sky bawled out with rain.
How the time had come at last, so soon.
And it all had to change.
I remember the pain.
How darkness fills my soul.
And there’s no way to get through.
I’m lost within these memories.
At a loss for what to do.
I’m haunted in my heart.
I remember the truth.
I’m haunted in my soul.
Because I remember you.
This poem is dedicated to my best friend. You may know her on theotaku.com as inuyashafreak20.
The time has come for you to leave.
And this is for the friend I’ve always known you to be.
My friend, my sister, my family.
I hope you always remember me.
You’ll always have a space here with us.
I don’t think I can thank you enough.
You always stood strong when things got tough.
And when it got worse you never gave up.
I’ll miss you more than I can think to say.
But I’ll have a thought for you everyday.
And I will always be with you, come what may.
I’ll always stand beside you; I’ll find a way.
For a friend I know now and knew in the past.
For all of the memories that time will trash.
I don’t believe that time has gone by so fast.
Let this be a symbol of how sisterhood can last.
I will miss you, my sister, the best fate could send.
I believe one day I’ll see you again.
For all our memories and things we tried to defend.
I will remember and this is for you, from a friend.
