We, the Pretenders

Hidden in the open Shadows only within In the light, darkness stays shrouded Posed as flesh – a mask too realistic Until morphed into truth Forgotten secrets and infinite creation

Midnight Fever

At the soft darkness outside cast a simple glance

Just one look for your mood you enhance

Still awake and busy or more like starting

Because all day you walk around sleeping

But now in the depth of the night

Where almost every soul is tucked in, out of sight

Your music turns back up from its earlier silencing

Your mind now reels and is racing

Who says the night is dead?

Who prefers the bright morning instead?

Who fears its endless jaws?

Who takes apart its beauty and finds flaws?

They are at loss because they have not lived

They expect each aspect to give, give, give

They have yet to be awakened by their own drive

They have yet to catch midnight fever or catch alive

Moon

Shining ball in the sky

Light glimmering up so high

Breaking away the darkness of the night

The blackness vanishes without a fight

A soft glimmer of a glow,

Comfort all high and low

For some to see and creep

Others to happily sleep

Moon sparkling up above,

Guide us all with love

Showing us the way,

During the night and, at times, the day

Seemingly close enough to touch

Never too little or too much

Though it changes

To various differing ranges

Break Like a Doll

Barbie looks gone with the fantasy life

No more fairy tales, no more daydreams

Realities faced and harsher grown

Like thorns of a rose anew

Barely born yet biting scorn

Tearing through flesh smooth

Carving thy name in blood

Leaving behind scars of recollection

Shattered armor cracked and sliced

Hatchet crashing down

Caressing the porcelain skin so smooth

And a single look from the metal head

Shatters a break down the eye

In a path of human tears

Towards the chest ceramic

Unveiling an iced center eternal

The endless tomorrow of being dead

Trolling around, feet dragging behind

Bags under the eyes drawn on dark as ink

The spray painted base covered in detail

Each wrinkled line etched deeper

And more defined lay the result

Of endless tiredness and broken pieces

Which can make no amends and seeks no repair

Instead fall deeper into the toy box of despair

The games surrounding you

Swirl around your thoughts

Engulfing and digging in

In that confinement, dark and alone

Feelings in ashes, mentality forlorn

Emotions were toyed with

Each action entertainment

Was nothing real?

One can no longer tell

Arm comes ripping off

Leg bent at an awkward angle

Head twisted three sixty

Hair tangled and caught

Upon a hook dangling

Trapped in your own box

Fleeting Jailbird

Fleeting footsteps fall

Upon pavement in the hall

Steady sounds pounding

Barefoot and running

Looking back for none

Heading towards the sun

Despite the angry clamors

Behind you from the slammers

Never going back

To the voided black

Bare and alone

Nothing but a pile of bones

Hunger has eaten flesh away

Solitary emptiness has led mind astray

Driven to the brinks of insanity

The silent killer in humanity

The roaring barks of canines

Fiercely on your tail, malign

Along with the whistles and shouts

Of guards alerting the other scouts

You push further towards the gates

Key to your freedom and your straits

The bars that kept you in captivity

Now towards them is your proclivity

Must get out and as far from here

To start a new life without such fear

Wrongly accused of doing such crimes

But not a word heard through evil times

Feet pound constant upon rocky earth

Apathetic to nature’s mirth

Sharp stones cut jaggedly into skin

Leaving bloody stains where you’ve been

The sweat upon your brow descends

Along your cheek it transcends

Meeting an end at your chapped lips

The saltiness stinging like slashes of whips

Flick of the tongue rids the saline sweat

Yet inside you continue to fret

The dryness of your mouth growing

But you keep on going

Past the iron gateway

That caged you in, for you to decay

Into the world grandiose

Full of choices in immeasurable doses

But all that matters in this moment

Is to get to that extent

Legs tiring out, but will pushes on

Fleeing into the horizon, gone

Creating a new identity

Living in peace and serenity

Absent from the ominous confines

Of a cell darker than the deepest mines

Open Blinds

Rush of light floods in

Through eyes shut sensed

Awaken by unrelenting brightness

Streaming steady, endlessly inward

Bathing the room in light

Unavoidable, inevitable

Escapes a moan of despair

Eyes forced to contradictions

No longer able to drift back to sleep

Yet wanting nothing more than escape

The blinding intensity of the rays

Outlining luminosity a ton

Uncovering the whites

Of the eyes, and the iris bright

Lifting the blanketing lids covering

The warmth of the darkness and night

During sleep, comfort stripped

Away from dreaming