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This Place

When the sun rose into the musky veil
The rays trickled down and kissed the roses,
the hills,
the streams.
And no tears were shed, joy filled every heart

The world rotated in a perfect motion
           ( slow and steady)
Never ceasing, always continuing, always turning, changing
Everything was perfect.


The light, the colours were so beautiful
Blind eyes could swim in them and love them
But when the sun sets
Reality sets in,
The realization
The sun was the moon
The colours were of the minds creation

Here the sun burns everything it touches
                ( It bleeds death)
There are no colours, They do not exist
Misery screams from every eye, every soul
And blind eyes,
Blind eyes are blind by choice.

Here is a place of never ending torture
A place with no peace
A place of dead dreams and disappointments
There is no hope
                   No love
                                No life

Here...this place
This world
                   is
                           Hell

                      Let the sun set and the moon rise
                             Let the fantasy return
                              Blind my crying eyes

As I walk from fire to fire
That sweet sick smell fills my body and stains my mind
Ashes drip through the sky, cover my skin
Oh dear mother,
                      Oh dear father,
                                               sister,
                                                          and brother,
Ashes cling to me, shadows follow me
                 I am alone
Standing on rocks and the sand of souls
Misery, terrible ruthless misery
The taste of murder
                      strangles
                                     my throat.

Why must the sun burn so harshly?
It sets fire to the dead and dying trees
Kills all life with white hateful hands
hands that have no heart
                                      no soul
hands of a beast, an animal
This beast has eyes crazed and full of emptiness
It is Lucifer's loyal servant

It has broken me

Oh dear mother,
                        Oh dear father
                                              sister, 
                                                        and brother

Your are dead
I am dead
But you are gone and I am left here
I do not know what horror I have done
You have joined the singing in the clouds
                                                               and I
I have been condemned to stay here in
                                                           this
                                                                     man made
                                                                                       hell.........

Author notes

Inspired by the Holocaust

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  • "Blind eyes could swim in them" That was the absolute best. This was packed full of imagery and it was very a powerful write