We Both Know How This Will End

We Both Know How This Will End

But I Do It Again

And It Finds Me, The Fight Inside Is Coursing Through My Veins

And Without You, The Fight Inside is Breaking Me Again

Broken and alone, I walk the empty streets of my nightmares,

coursing through the Armageddon of my design.

My life has no meaning.

I am but a spec to Her,

And as so many before me,

I shall pass without Her Knowing.

She Taunts Me

This emptiness is my creation.

These broken walls, crumbling bastions of civilization my prison, and for that,

I walk alone

The last of a dying race

This was wrought by my hand...

And so shall it end.

The War Within

The War Within Me Pulls Me Under.

I can't stand to close my eyes. All I see is death, alone. Darkness.

I can't stand being alone in this room, it's killing me.

The war within me pulls me under

My thoughts weigh me down, dragging me into the abyss of my fears.

There is only one light I see,

Her

Her smile shines through the darkness that consumes me, and begins to bring me back.

And as I rise, I'm enveloped by her light

Her warmth soothes my aching soul, pulling me further up

So close to the surface...

And I realize, she isn't Mine.

I fall, Death.

I open my eyes, drenched in the fear seeping from my pores.

I can't stand to close my eyes.

Hello!

Hey all,

I wanted thank you for stopping by my poetry blog, and take a minute to tell you why I started this. I was sitting in my bed last night, listening to a band called "Red", they are a mainstream christian rock band, and one of my favorite bands period. Now, I'm not exactly a religious person, but I can connect with many of their songs. I was listening to "Nothing and Everything", a bonus track on the deluxe edition that is an acoustic piano/strings version of their song "Fight Inside" which is about struggling with something inside yourself. I especially connect with this song, and as I sat there, words started coming to me, and I had to get up and right them down.

What transpired is a collection of poems inspired by the lyrics of that song. I start off writing down the lyrics that have started me down a certain path, and then just write whatever comes to mind, whatever I'm feeling. The result is not the beautiful, organized stanzas and rhythym of Robert Frost, or, dare I say it, one Billy Shakespeare, but it's what I was thinking and feeling, and it's real.

I certainly intend on continuing in this experiment, So I hope you'll join me, as I discover myself through the music of Red.