RobStocky

Nib bleeds blood black ink Onto the open-mouthed page. Flowing smoothly into shapes, Describing joy, despair and rage. Thoughts converge together As inspiration draws images, With words and connotations Trapped inside writing’s cage. As pen sculpts imagination Lexis stays tight in form, Rhythmical perfection As metaphors maelstrom. Alliteration allows acceptance To subtle changes making haste, Speeding through sight Smell, sound, feeling and taste, Creating a complete cacophony. Making language take flight. Twisting emotion into words. This is why we write.

Amongst a thousand branches of a thousand willows, I find you weeping under this one. Amongst a thousand crowds of a thousand people, I hold you so you don’t feel alone. Amongst a thousand flocks of a thousand birds, I can only see your wings. Amongst a thousand chests of a thousand people, I only hear your heart beating. Amongst a thousand lies of a thousand stories, I only see your truth. Amongst a thousand crowds of a thousand people, I only want to be with you.

We ran as the wolves run A pack, inseparable, The wind blowing our fur As we tangled tighter together, Hands outstretched, We helped each other reach, Almost to touch the sun. Then it seemed we burned In the fires of our friendship, Not able to support each other We both seemed to fall to ground. But time told different, It was not both of us who fell, Just you who turned. You left me standing on air You initiated my fall, Not downfall, I will be stronger, But a fall nonetheless. You turned from man to wolf And seemingly to monster. You shattered us without a care. Now as I scream murder To anyone who will hear, I think

If I followed your commands, Given subtly as advice, I would have lost my way Among the thousands of hopefuls, Just wishing that they could be One of the chosen few who forget The banality of the lives they lead. But you resent the fact That I fought back, Myself, I resent you For forcing me to fight. And yet you say I hurt you Even though you are blind To the pain you caused me, Leaving me thinking I am a failure, Leaving me feeling worthless. If I hurt you then it is only As a result of the pain That you have caused me.

As I lay spread-eagled across the chalk lines That you drew for me to land on, I contemplate, exaggerate everything in my mind. I become less than a speck, a rolled over prey, Whilst you grow from the fire within your eyes. I know that this is not close to the truth, It is I, voice raised, enraged, who flames And the one who prays for me is you. My ego grown to a planet, a galaxy of faults That you shrink back down, right on cue. I find myself in orbit around my own import, And any attempt to increase my gravity Makes me break all your support. I apologise and sympathise with you For everything I've done, all the battles we've f

I would soon see you burn See this fire flicker over you See your lips cry tortured screams See your heart confess to the truth I would soon see your remains scatter See each piece of you leave See every remnant disappear See you cease to breath Let me feel it, every single drop Burning blood over my fingertips As I slowly crush your heart Let me take it, every single spark Every breathe, every hiss Let me stop it where it starts Take me after if you desire I will have no pleasure more Than watching your eyes die And hearing you hit the floor Take me and imprison me And every night I will laugh As I remember that night Th