Silent screaming echoed through the night
Sometimes screeching
Sometimes rasping
The pains of the heart
Echoing afar
Into vast darkness both above and below
The heart begins to crack
The pain and sorrow bringing far too much pressure
The heart bleeds through those cracks
Making them larger
Even wider
The pieces begin to fall apart
Piece by piece
Bit by bit
The heart screams
Begging to feel whole again
The shattering of glass as it hit's the floor
Only to realize it's the sound of a shattering heart
Once shattered and broken
Becomes far too many pieces
To just make whole again
Black leathery wings spread wide
Stretching and blending with the night sky
Flashing dark green eyes survey the land
Sharp canines protruding from a wicked smile
Blood drips from their sharp points
A malicious spark crossing slowly brightening eyes
The rush of air as it falls
The heavy flap of wings
The sharp snapping of trees and screams of pain
The current landscape demolished in one powerful gust
Random splatters of blood cover shattered tree trunks
The smell of the red mass becoming intoxicating and unbearable
Now pristine white teeth glow under the red full moon
A grin forming from the night's task
The creature fly's off le
The darkness and paleness of the surroundings.
The deep foreboding of the forbidden.
A mind's creation,
Sanity loses its grip,
It slips slowly into darkness.
Struggling to survive,
Fighting to stay in the light,
But failing gracelessly.
The holder of the mind,
Falling faster into darkness,
Their hearts being consumed by darkness.
Their bodies becoming darkness,
Shells of what they used to be,
Floating amongst us all,
Walking the earth,
Never free,
Never enslaved.
Blood spills from broken wings
Torn and mutilated
The will to fly
Torn from the heart
Empty eyes stare upwards
Silently hoping to be free once again
Black chains hold it down
Darkness surrounds everything
A slumped figure begins to cry
Reminiscence is an unwelcome friend
Kindness kills and restrains the heart
The constant feeling of entrapment
Never free never whole
Feeling broken and confused
Everything fades away in pain.
The bright hues of color fade
The sun seemingly no longer as bright
The wide free sky looking as though it too is stuck in a cage
Lustrous white clouds swiftly change to grey
Thunder rolls and lightening arcs across a darkened sky
The ice cold bitterness of rain falls and shatters against pavement
Deathly cold and unforgiving
Coming down harder as wind picks up
Tearing and shredding branches from trees
Stripping leaves from the fragile veins that hold them together
The force of the wind gets stronger
Becoming a piercing scream amongst the cold wet death of rain
An abrupt slowing of wind a rain begins
Things stop
The world remain
Silent screaming echoed through the night
Sometimes screeching
Sometimes rasping
The pains of the heart
Echoing afar
Into vast darkness both above and below
The heart begins to crack
The pain and sorrow bringing far too much pressure
The heart bleeds through those cracks
Making them larger
Even wider
The pieces begin to fall apart
Piece by piece
Bit by bit
The heart screams
Begging to feel whole again
The shattering of glass as it hit's the floor
Only to realize it's the sound of a shattering heart
Once shattered and broken
Becomes far too many pieces
To just make whole again
Blood spills from broken wings
Torn and mutilated
The will to fly
Torn from the heart
Empty eyes stare upwards
Silently hoping to be free once again
Black chains hold it down
Darkness surrounds everything
A slumped figure begins to cry
Reminiscence is an unwelcome friend
Kindness kills and restrains the heart
The constant feeling of entrapment
Never free never whole
Feeling broken and confused
Everything fades away in pain.
My preferred genre of writing is mostly fantasy. I like to put my own twist to things while still keeping the base foundation that made that fantasy character exist in this world. I'm not a professional writer since I do not get paid for it but I have been writing for 12 years and I still enjoy very much creating characters and stories and poetry from some random character I have conjured up in my head. Favorite genre of music: Various Favorite style of art: Various MP3 player of choice: Doesn't Matter Personal Quote: Never give up on whatever piece of artwork you are working on, look for inspiration and keep moving forward.