Monthly Archives: October 2013

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Lost in Pain

Lost in Pain

 

How long have you been gone i wonder.

the scent of  your shirt still linger the air in my sleep.

the love that once was still cage my beating heart.

All that remain is the whisper against the wind.

 

I accept the present as it shine it rays of light into the darkness

I drift into the past to remember what once was.

To feel the aching pain that haunts my dreams.

 

Are you happy out there ? Are you bleeding with excitement knowing am still suffering

Can you still hear my cries into dark wishing for the past.

Linger in the present seeking for a future that only shatter against a touch.

The destruction that you cause echo deep within my soul.

 

The lies of your heart twisted the rose of clay.

Am what you can a tool… a pawn inwhich you can throw away..

can you hear me breathing in the dark … hoping to watch you fall part.

say you love me … you say you only want me.

you say everything will be alright it us against the world

 

Another game against death.

Another wish it never was.

this pain … this empty emotion that cling to my heart.

the love that once was slowly turns to ashes … leaving the heart turning  numb. .

 

I have accept my faith with death

No more will i remember your pretty face.

Watch as the world rip you apart as you have done to me.

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Battle of Love

Battle of Love

 

To which side do you belong to.

To which side do you fight for.

The linger hope sweetten the airs.

The tangling of fear dark the sky.

 

Are you solider or are you shatter soul.

The attachment of  passion wanting life.

The seeking of acceptance in the world of emptiness.

Is this the perfection you seek. Is this the love you always wanted.

 

Fighting in a war so blindly. Feeling the emotion of desire.

What is this wanting thing you seek. Is this passionate you always wanted.

The dripping blood clinging into the earth

crippling of tear drops drifty against the cheek.

 

Is this love worth it? is it worth your very own life.

The tender lips of  battle bracing ones lips.

Engage in ones  hope.

To seek for completion. Is it out there ?

The person you seek within this hatred.

 

Within this battlefield Love is a passion of war.

As War is the passion of love.

The excitement of hopes sending shiver within ones hearth

The seeking of love within the darkness of this world.. The slowly linger within the battlefield.

BY Chevanese Mitchell 

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Crumble

Crumble

Created within the earth..

Crumbles of stone swift touches against the sand

The wind blow against the cheek.

Entangle within the webs of faith.  Seeking into the unknown i found you.

Sinking into the flesh cloaking the eyes into darkness.  Your lips pure as gold. Yet so cold.

The shiver against the spine. cling against the heart.

Twisted into the thread bonded by lies.

The beauty of a mask shaking with greed.

Is this what you really are … a creature of my nightmares.

To be found within the darkness corner of my mind.

Hide within such beauty.

To be lend to my death.

Being twisted and mold from your touch.

I have found you within the cold parts of my heart.

Your a divine beyond all beings.

I give up my life for you, but watches as it turns into stone.

Born out of the earth… will I be once more..

The laughter of your voice shattering the mind into insanity

I watch as I slowly lose who i once was into the darkness of greed.

Being deceived by you was just a chess game to you.

Ripping apart my humanity. Leaving nothing,but my soul.

watch me crumble. watch me rise back from the earth.

watch me create what once was. For my love for you will shatter.

watch as this world swallow you and destroy you.

for your beauty will fade against the wind.

I will become strong.

Won’t be fool by your lies and games.

I was created from this earth… once more It where i will be.

 

By Chevanese Mitchell

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True Love

Pain is not why I can back to hurt you.

  You were my first and only true love. 

        I am sorry to live without saying goodbye.   

           But I could say it because you was my true love and I will never say good bye with a good bye

                I will known you was my first and alone love.

                    I will never say good bye and I will all ways love you.

 

BY Chevanese Mitchell

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Trembling

Brush against the flesh.. imprinting of the teeth cling on to the skin
The daring tangle of finger gripping on to the air of life
taking the bite of the game. twisting it into the role of life and death.
the dripping of blood.. the sweet pray of freedom
the heated of the body in play.

The wondering brush of the sweet cream upon the lips
a passionate sting against the lips
gripping tightly again the body… as the teeth grab tightly on to it prey
a victim many would claim
a passionate of love and death is sweet play of the mind

the biting of the skin. the biting of the lips
the trembling of the lips
the sweating of the sheets
what a beautiful … game… would you like to play ?

By Chevanese Mitchell