Blades and Swords

My heart hurts… So deeply… I can’t move… Nor can I breathe… Yet I’m still alive…
My soul cries… So loud… Ear slitting that is… I can’t hear… Yet I still feel…
My blood burns… So fervent… Like acid it is… Flowing through my veins that is…
My eyes folds… I can’t see now… I can’t see her… Nor can I see myself… Yet I still fear…
My roses… My beautiful roses… They nod now… Beside my grave now… They cry now…
My roses… My pitch-black roses… They bloom now… Beside my tomb… They grow now…
My spirit… From that grave now… Screams and screams and screams now…

These bloody knives now… Everywhere…
These rotten swords now… Everywhere…
These cursed blades now… Everywhere…

Streets… Full of blood now… My eyes… They are shut now… I can’t see… Yet I feel…
Streets… Full of blood now… My hearts… Still beats though… And still aches though…
Streets… Full of blood now… My soul… It’s beaten now… Yet not gone… Still there…
Streets… Wretched streets… Covered with my accursed blood now… I can’t see… But I can feel…
Streets… Damned streets… Dirty now… It is… So dirty… Covered with blood now… I can feel…

These bloody knives now… Everywhere…
These rotten swords now… Everywhere…
These cursed blades now… Everywhere…

A puppet I am… A mere clown… My tears… They are made of clew… They are attached to my face… And that’s all…
A puppet I am… A mere clown… My soul… It’s long gone… A stick now… Holds me… Through my body… Stands for me…
A puppet I am… A mere gesture… I’m use to being laughed at… Snickering… People… Cruel they are… And so ugly…
A puppet I am… Made of some woof and rope… My master… A puppet master… And I’m just a toy…With no mind…

These bloody knives now… Everywhere…
These rotten swords now… Everywhere…
These cursed blades now… Everywhere…

Bleeding… I am… How… I don’t know… Why… I’m not sure… But I feel… I am… Bleeding… I am…
Freezing… I am… In this cold grave… Under this bloody rain… So very cold… Freezing… I am…
Crying… I am… Tears are vain though… They‘ll just disappear… But still… Crying… I am…
Touching… I am… To my wounds… They hurt… Yet they don’t… So bloody but to them… Touching… I am…

These bloody knives now… Everywhere…
These rotten swords now… Everywhere…
These cursed blades now… Everywhere…

One… Two… There… Everywhere… Bloody knives… They are everywhere… Hurts like hell… Yet I can’t see them…
Four… Five… Everywhere… Rotten swords… They are everywhere… Cuts… And lets it bleed… Yet I can’t see them…
Six… Seven… Eight… Everywhere… Cursed blades… They are everywhere… One… Right in my heart it is… I do feel it…

I can’t see… There is nothing around me… No one… But it hurts… It stings…
My soul that is… Screams… But why… I don’t know… How… I’m not sure…
Splinters… All around my body they are… Stings… Yet… They are not there…
Nothing is there… My body reaches out… But why… Nothing is there…

Appears… Some knows why… My master… The puppet master… He knows why… He knows only…
Knives aren’t there… Neither swords… Nor blades… Not one splinter… Yet they are there…
They are there indeed… Not visible though… For you can’t see them… But I can…
You can’t feel them… But I can… And it hurts like hell… – But you can’t know that… Although I can…

My pain and agony… So deep they are… – No one even believes they are there… For they cannot see… Nor they can feel…
My pain and agony… So deep they are… – Even you don’t believe them… For you can’t see them… Nor can you feel…
My pain and agony… So deep they are… – Yet so obvious… Blades… And swords… Cutting apart… Every second…
So obvious they are… Stuck in every part of my body… – In my grave I… I cry… For it’s so cold… But you can’t see it…
As the knives are hidden… So do my tears… As the swords are secrets… So do my pain… For only I… Can endure them…

Theodore Abel Queen

Blades and Swords

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My first in-verse work… Hope you like it…

Seeing this picture is advised for a more “intense” effect.

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