Heart-cuffed in rusty manacles; today is half a decade ago.
A chain that doesn’t stretch across continents is one just long enough for me to hang myself with.
Holding out for something to latch onto… the only thing that moves slow enough for me to feel are icebergs; (and even they are too warm for my likeness).
Sand rains a desert death
Upon those whom angels stole breath
Dead hearts make the sky
Blackening the winter mind.
Frozen, but not devoid of empathy
Flesh becomes leather
Motionless;
Belay the occasional shiver.
Slovenly, a tear descends
To the extreme tip of my nose
But never does it fall
And water the ground – that these hearts darken.
So I lay as dusty cellar wine, begrimed and less refined under a sky of mistrust. Deception keeps me company, and like a bauble above a crib, my heart enchained… dangles from the inside out depths of emptiness
- attached to nothing.
By: Jaye Eryk
Copyright ©2008
Non-monosyllabic comments welcomed
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"attached to nothing"... These are, in my opinion, 3 stronger words than even "i love you". No matter what text one uses it, it will always represent some form of void. "Attached to nothing"....I could go on for ever
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i liked the part of the iceberg being too warm for you. it was a really strong metaphor. you're such a beautiful writer... hmm, does that mean the same as you write beautifully? well... i mean both of them. i hope the weather has been decently stormy for you.
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jaybee!!! this one really is as sad as it gets, and boy do i know how to "chain" this one to my sould right now! I cannot believe the sort of emptiness that pours into your words. not that they're not real, but how well you can place them into sentences. I wish i could vent out the cold darkness of my own out like this. I'd feel so much better...like a good purge of the ugliness in me...OUT! 
anyway, it pains me to read this, but it is beautiful in all its saddness
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i meant *soul*
don't know where that "d" came from!
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"Death Resides In Shattered Hearts."
I can see clearly now the rain is gone... I could sing that song and have it singing in a whole different tune. I guess I bring this up in reference to the mistrust that I clearly can relate to, and the pathway of an open heart filled with love got you to pen like no-one's business, and it's a shame that the past can careless about your future. Nothing like being attached to nothing. Even when there are days better than the ones before, the past mushroom clouds those thoughts before they take flight. Great write, pen on brother. (triangles)
poeticweaver
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Heart of blackness, attached to nothing is the pain that one must endure sometimes. But, one should never have to bare the pain alone! Great penning here! ~Sie
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"Heart-cuffed in rusty manacles; today is half a decade ago."
Well ouch...!! But great metaphor for describing w/e you're describing (my guess would be society, but you always surprise me, so what I think is probably wrong. =D) Manacles=ow
That second line is so self-aware, unique, and dark...it's very Trioxin. =D Very you...it's kick-ass (but if that's something you want to do literally right now, I'm concerned).
"Sand rains a desert death"
There's so much..awesomeness here. "desert death" is a great phrase and the idea of sand raining anything..well, cool. (Mostly because I'm imagining it literally, and you're a good poet).
"Blackening the winter mind."
I'm imagining pure snow getting dirty...nice imagery you have brought to my mind. =]
"Flesh becomes leather"
Great imagery once again...Leather is awesome for sofas and jackets, if you're an actor from The Matrix.
Deception as company?!!
This is very depressing, but wonderful write.
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It's like you crawled in my mind and plucked out my thoughts, only you arranged them in a way that makes them look even darker than they first seemed.
Frozen, but not devoid of empathy
Flesh becomes leather
Motionless;
Belay the occasional shiver
...the depths of my lonliness ever be revealed, not
by mine own hand, but through the pen of another, and I shiver at what I see in the mirror, a tear precariously dangling, threatening to shatter the silence of this darkness exposed, as I swallow my scream.
You never disappoint...good to read you once again.
~I.
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