She wasn’t known by many but she was a thief to me
Every time she came around she took a piece of me
She robbed my words causing me to go speechless
She took my breath leaving me gasping for air
She held my mind captive to her vindictive games but I gave my heart to her and never asked for it in return. She took anything she wanted with a smile; she made a crime scene of my heart. Everything she had I was glad to give away. She was my thief and I was her victim always playing this game.
Categories:
torturous, abuse, emotions, feelings, for
Form: Narrative
AGAIN!!
the sun rises, sneaking its way through
COVERED window pane.
as FEARED,
brightening my half exposed face.
here, begins, yet another,
CURSED day.
only in my slumber, do I feel truly safe.
asleep, all my troubles, instantly float away
CONCIOUS thoughts
only bring constant
SORROW and
ANGST!!
if just once that orb's
CURSED glow,
would stay darkened, avoiding my windows a whole
how sad is it, that the
SUN
has become my warning sign,
that more
SUFFERING is
on the way?
Categories:
torturous, depression, how i feel,
Form: Free verse
Beautiful music that now hurts to hear, but I long to hear again.
My obsession with the tune grows day by day, year by year.
I miss it so.
It keeps playing in my head, over and over. A wonderfully torturous tune.
Years ago it was my raison d'être. It brought such joy to my life.
Now although I sense the orchestra wants to play, it will not.
I need the music today as I did all those years ago, but I am not worthy of it.
I can only hope that one day the tune plays again for someone who will love it as much as I.
A tune so moving must not just heard, but adored.
Categories:
torturous, lost love, music,
Form: Free verse
Hidden cameras you don't see
Creeps that watch you on T.V.
I-Pods taking photographs
Put on twitter for a laugh
Video streaming on you tube
Of teens being very crude
Facebook postings not so nice
Innocent people pay the price
Of all this technology
Being used for cruelty
Instead of making people smile
It is used for being vile
Cyber bullyings a way
To show hatred every day
Pushing someone way to far
Causing them another scar
This kind of madness needs to end
Technology should never send
This kind of mean uncaring evil
Instead we should make others feel
Loved and welcome--never hated
This would be appreciated
By everyone who wants to see
A more friendly technology
Categories:
torturous, internet, technology, world,
Form: Rhyme
THIS TORTUROUS LIFE
Is this life make-believe?
I cope not with the life struggles that beset me
For they are hell-bent on wrecking me
Forever seeking me out
They harangue most grievously
Damaging me irrevocably
No one it seems can rescue me
A wretched existence
And a noose is this life to me
All I know is woe
And gnawing misery
How can I be strong
Without help to overcome
Being me?
My wounds heal not
For I pick them apart deliberately
I am accustomed to
The pain of surviving
I am an almost empty shell
Filled with vitriolic animosity
When will I be set free
From abandoned hopes
And this darkness of despair?
Oh what a cruel joke
Is this existence that
Vexes
Antagonises
And tortures me
I continue existing from day to day
I feel like I might live to eternity
Something that is not good for me
I have survived this far
But only barely
I am ungraciously unhappy
The grave is a place I would
Welcome gladly
I tangoed with the hammer
That is life and lost
Deep scars I now parade
From every blow
With an existence of pure misery
Categories:
torturous, art, life,
Form: Imagism
Cascading down my back
Are drops of torturous rain
They never seem to ever lack
Cascading down my back
This hurtful elaborate track
Of disastrous crushing pain
Cascading down my back
Are drops of torturous rain
Russell Sivey
Entrant into Carol Brown's "RAINDROPS FALLING" contest
8/17/2012
Categories:
torturous, life,
Form: Triolet
Conquest by everything dark and dismal
Fortress of the deep runs black and deadly
Horrors brought to the surface burns
Try to hide behind the churning blanket
The dark hole bleeds with endless souls
And corrupted bleak pained hated eyes
Terrify even the most glorious heroes
Maybe hell would be a vacation from this fate
Horrid pains plague the hearts of the wary
Torture leads those lost to the gates of destruction
Never will I tarry anywhere near terror
Maybe someday I’ll get out of this fiery death
Russell Sivey
Categories:
torturous, depression, life, sad, dark,
Form: Free verse
The worst hell
Has not yet come
It’s just a matter
Of burning time
I have felt
The incredible pain
That has befallen me
In this difficult hour
I’m being torn
Ripped apart
I’m destroyed
And utterly dismayed
I live in terror
An extreme horror
In burning embers
Flames all around
I burn in the fire
Hurting every pore
Of my terrified life
So miserable and deadly
So much the feeling
Of tearing death
Killing every part
Of my pathetic soul
I will forever reside
In this fiery hell
A place where I will finally
Rot and die
Russell Sivey
Categories:
torturous, death, loss,
Form: Free verse
Forlorn in midnights vastness
Twinkling cousins as patient companions
She covets him
Her blushing glow pacifying the empty night
Descending toward dawn
Anxious Lingering
He will come for her…
Slowly the stars fade out and night dissipates in morning mist
Ocean breezes begin murmuring the promise
Life begins again this new day
He ascends the heavens upon brilliant light
His rending ardor glowing sultry upon her face
Almost becoming one they embrace in chaste love
Only for the moment before she falls away
Mirroring souls caught in a cyclical lovers dance
Reaching out for the other at dawn and dusk
Losing one another time and again
Forlorn within the midday skies
Gentle clouds and albatross as patient company
He yearns for her
His heavy radiance granting the gifts on the new day
Descending towards twilight
Restless Lingering
She will come for him…
Categories:
torturous, hope, imagination, inspirational, life,
Form: Epyllion