This edition of Dark Prose contains; Blackened Veins, Cold Flesh, Old Friend, and Despair from wisteria and Enough to free you by Flamedance.
wisteria writes:
A few lines to illuminate the darkness
Blackened Veins
Heated lifestream
That drains from these
Blackened veins
If i
Say
I am that curse
Would you
Absolve my truth?
Old Friend
The wheel turns
This vicious circle
Leaves me reeling again
My axle core
The darkness of this corner
Is vast
It swallows all who enter
Leave me,
Sit upon this windowsill
To gaze into the night beyond it’s glass
Fragile barrier
Between worlds
What soul wanders near?
Wonders here?
Shut me down upon
This wrought iron gate
Black fence
Barbed wire
Still life.
Their virtual entities
Timeless
Old companion
Old enemy
No one knows you better than i
Yet I do not know you
My horrific chimera
A patchwork monster
Seamed with dread.
Cold Flesh
What do you see, but a dark face?
What do you feel, but cold flesh?
This breathing sorrow
This livid black
Great grey space
Entombs my soul
Locked here within
This skin of doubt
Despair
Falls from these lifeless eyes
To the stone and lime below
These ragged knees are weary.
–wisteria.
FLAMEDANCE writes:
Enough to Free You
Bleeding mindscape reflecting lost innocence,
Broken courage lays writhing on the tiles.
I piece together the circumstances the brought me to this point…..
You…
Me…
My suicidal ectasy.
The pain, the bloodstains, the realism that is lost.
My mind, my emotion, all coming at a deadly cost.
And We are both tortured.
Except that I deserve the punishment, and you don’t…
I weep, and bleed, and sing to you.
There’s nothing else left to do,
just because I love you so much…
I never want to lose the touch
that you have on my soul.
But I must lose it!
Or I will lose my mind!
I can’t live like this!
Please help me, my darling, you are the one, the only, that can…
and yet…
you are not here….
I am not here anymore.
I am oblivion, I am the desire that is lost in this darkness.
I am tainted by my passions for you.
But you will die from it, I have to go on living knowing that I ruined you….
That all is ruined….by me…
by what I am
By beauty that no one understands.
I never meant to hurt you….or myself.
I never meant to go on, living this way.
I didn’t want to leave you here,
alone,
I didn’t want to leave my bruises on your beautiful skin…
I just wanted to kiss it all better.
I wanted the pain to go away.
I hope you realise this,
for I love you so…
I loved you enough to free you…