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Cold as wind and old as sin,
A sword, a blade, a flash of steel,
empty breezes freeze within,
My slain heart before me kneels
Disconnection, introspection
dancing on a rusty wire,
quivering tension, apprehension,
singing chills of icy fire
A sword, a blade, a flash of steel,
A pain singing wild, fierce and high,
light and life and hard and real,
trembling through from heart to eye
selfdelusion, no intrusion
while balancing overhead
dance of shattering illusion
over a fragile steel thread
See the spider, look beside her
for to see the mirror child,
swiftly scurry, you must hurry
For your reflection has -
... smiled
the spider sings of dream's abortion,
A sword, a blade, a flash of steel,
a reaching shadow, pale distortion,
Steals my breath and lets me feel
Cruel bites of slashing glass unseen,
Threaded fingers fall apart,
rips through my skin and bleeds it clean,
the blade cuts on towards my heart
Impossible for such as me,
shaking fingers of hungry mists,
with courage weak, and frail, and free,
twines my hopes in Gordian quests
A sword, a blade, a flash of steel,
empty breezes freeze within,
My slain heart before me kneels
Disconnection, introspection
dancing on a rusty wire,
quivering tension, apprehension,
singing chills of icy fire
A sword, a blade, a flash of steel,
A pain singing wild, fierce and high,
light and life and hard and real,
trembling through from heart to eye
selfdelusion, no intrusion
while balancing overhead
dance of shattering illusion
over a fragile steel thread
See the spider, look beside her
for to see the mirror child,
swiftly scurry, you must hurry
For your reflection has -
... smiled
the spider sings of dream's abortion,
A sword, a blade, a flash of steel,
a reaching shadow, pale distortion,
Steals my breath and lets me feel
Cruel bites of slashing glass unseen,
Threaded fingers fall apart,
rips through my skin and bleeds it clean,
the blade cuts on towards my heart
Impossible for such as me,
shaking fingers of hungry mists,
with courage weak, and frail, and free,
twines my hopes in Gordian quests
And then the shape reaches out from the mirror. And the glass shatters.
And you admit that you feel.
And it hurts.
And you bleed.
And it is too late, the horrors and gibbering things, the twisted reflections and dark dreams...
they've fed on your bitterness
and grown large in your emptiness
And they feed.
And Truth glares bright and burning
through your safe fogged dreams
and you try and weave a returning
to a love that only seems...
And there is fear and turbulence, tossing like desperate waters...
And you admit that you feel.
And it hurts.
And you bleed.
And it is too late, the horrors and gibbering things, the twisted reflections and dark dreams...
they've fed on your bitterness
and grown large in your emptiness
And they feed.
And Truth glares bright and burning
through your safe fogged dreams
and you try and weave a returning
to a love that only seems...
And there is fear and turbulence, tossing like desperate waters...
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I'm not generally one for poems and writing and such, but I really, really, really like this one.
Just a couple suggestions though, one for the overall flow and one for grammar (the second of which may be disregard at your discretion):
I feel the part "light and life and hard and real," would flow better as "light and life too hard and real,"
and "selfdelusion, no intrusion" should be "self-delusion, no intrusion" but then this may be down to artistic license.
I bid you adieu! And more praise besides!!
Just a couple suggestions though, one for the overall flow and one for grammar (the second of which may be disregard at your discretion):
I feel the part "light and life and hard and real," would flow better as "light and life too hard and real,"
and "selfdelusion, no intrusion" should be "self-delusion, no intrusion" but then this may be down to artistic license.
I bid you adieu! And more praise besides!!