ToolInspired

We spend too much time, Placing our words upon a wall that can be taken down with a simple scroll. This glass mirror we gaze upon, Stolen our peace, silenced our thoughts Connectivity is meaningless, Sincerity hidden by walls of text I've walked down the street, To see men glued to a screen, To women taking filtered images, To kids gazing at moving pictures. Small talk is gone, Replaced by blogs. Love is connected through Electric light and sexual pixels. Humanity is now, A puppet on cable wire, Constantly being moved by what we see on a screen. Have we forgotten what it's like To have a beer with friends? To meet people without fear? T

His wrists ache, caressed by steel. Bounded against stone, which no one could break. Fixed kneeling, upon jagged gravel. His eyes forced to watch Sins, drip out like ink upon a stained canvas, which no one could clean. His suffering endures, insured by whip It's obtuse barbs burrow Deep within, Scratching and Tearing, Lacerating and Grasping, His words. Which no one could hear. His eyes close, accepting pain, Flowing like water, Deluging his fresh wounds. Salting them. As the rain of blood covers his scarred carapace of flesh, which no one could see. Which no one, could even bear the thought, To Feel.

A gentile grasp holds my hand, Ever so light, but I feel it's there. Tugging me, Begging me, To take a glimpse of her again. Just her eyes set me off, An endless array of sapphire and gold, Her perfect smile warms my heart, As I write back a witty remark. Though she lives, Distant and far. I make it my Priority, To make her smile. Through Light, And through Hell, I'll walk beside her, I'll hold her hand If Life is rough, I'll be her shield. Whenever she is weak, I'll send her my strength. I'll do my best, To give her Joy. I'll do my best, To make her feel. ....Like I do Her gentle grasp holds my hand, Ever so light, but I hold it tight

Cross my Heart, Hope to Die. Is it how it always ends? Placing the fingers upon my breast, I doted my I's and Crossed my T's. ..For what? How did I end up here, Enveloped over your lifeless body? The answer? Simple, really.... I broke a promise. Pale Complex, Bloodied Wrists. Crimson Waters, Lifeless Eyes. It was yesterday, Your smiled gleamed. Now it's today, Lips sealed shut ...Forever. I broke a promise, But there's still time. Time, to make amends. Time, to make sacrifices. I promised to protect you, To keep you from harm. I promised to hold you, Forever and always. One Promise Broken. One Promise Remains. Give me a chance, To pr

You. Thou challenge me once more, To face such bitter memories. Archaic fires, burn once more, Billowed to burn the soul. Though fire cleansed me once, Fire's spite burns my wounds Cauterizing them. Sealing them shut. ...Only to get opened once again... How dare you gaze upon spiteful lust, while closed arms are around you. How dare you smile and say "Everything is going to be alright," All I've ever loved and known, were molded from a lustful shell. You said you were different. You shown me other wise. I gave you everything, Only to see it be thrown away. Burned. Faded to Ash and Dust. Archaic fires, burn once more, Billowed to b

Stricken, you lay upon seas of black sheets, Bedridden again, you cry to end your suffering. Watching close by, cursed to only observe. ...and obey nature's orders. Every headache you feel, I feel as well. Every tear you shed, I collect and swallow. Providing you comfort only eases your mind, ...Leaving only you to fight alone. My Darling, why is it you smile, When all you feel is constricting pain? Why do you hold me so tight, when you feel feverishly hot? This Cracked heart of mine can't simply Bear Watching you suffer from Malady's harsh grip. ...I wish only to take it all away... And make myself suffer instead.

As we stare into the cold winter night, We all can feel that we are fading into the dark Feelings once felt now flee in such fright The very ground they tread now grind and crack. As we all stare into the frigid winter night, I feel consumed by the heartless dark. The warm glare once so bright, Has froze over with a frost that froze Jack. His candle jumping days, a true astonishing sight, Have chilled over, crushing his soul with a heavy smash. We vicariously watch Jack in the frigid winter night, As he was defeated by the endless black.

Standing behind a wall of false light, She waits for him to return. Hearing no sound, only seeing text. Reading, hearing the words over again. "Should I wait? Will I suffer?" She asks. Laughing only to soothe the screaming Times ticking, the bell hasn't rung, The feeling of regret begins to unfold. Arm outstretched past the point of breaking, Atlas, her reach is crushed by his distance. Tires squeak across blistering concrete, The gears grind to a complete halt. He grabs the bouquet, Inhaling deeply, Biting back his nervous jitters. The wall crumbles with his knock, She runs with all of her might, Tears blinding her vision, Fighting to pr

A new dawn overwhelms my senses, Waking the vagabonds inside my head. Often they wander, finding something to do. Hungry, they fight, over pieces of knowledge. Thirsty, they drink, when provided education. A gluttonous clan who snatches whatever they find. Whether it be a newspaper article, about a man with a new disease, Or even a fictional short story, With symbols and imagery. Whatever they find, they keep very close For it wakens their senses, Opens their mind.

What feels like ancient history, Becomes a closer memory. A silken hand around the throat, Asphyxiation comes again. Venom consuming the body, Paralyzed from Death's Kiss. A devastating, strong grip, Created with four stabbing words. "I'm sorry," is now meaningless, like dust upon forgotten ground. Each tear drop becomes acidic, Devouring the remains of love. Breathless, the fool rests his eyes for a while. Only to suffocate, to end the fatigue. For only Death can bring his true love's kiss, Only He provides the peaceful sleep.