We All Turn Back To Dust, Aiden LeKrow [early readers TXT] 📗

The Sidewalk

i am stuck
concrete on earth
held into place
ignored by the masses
steped upon
they dont care
if i am not needed
i am forgotten
the blows are hard
and i crack
my weakness grows
like a spider's web
spreading
stretching
i whither away
as time passes by
and start to crumble
whats left of me
blowsaway with the breeze
and all that remains
is my cold, stone heart


Mirror

mirror mirror
on the wall
who's the biggest joke of all?
who's as ugly as a witch?
who shall be buried in a muddy ditch?
mirror mirror
please tell me...
what is it the others see?
her pathetic looks should be a crime!
why is she wasting everyone's time?
mirror mirror
tell me this...
if she would die, would she be missed?
would sorrow wash over them like a wave?
or would they dance upn her grave?
mirror mirror
is it true?
should she just try something new?
is she now beyond a freak?
is she just pathetic and weak?
mirror mirror
on the wall
who 's the biggest joke of all
well, just as everyone can see...
the biggest joke of all
is me...


The Shadow of the Light

the tears fall down and crash into oblivion
an empty abyss of tortured thoughts
confusion in her mind
her body of ice and snow
the eyes of the dead dearly departed
the name of regret
she sees her final breath
in the cold of the air that she breathes
twenty stories up
twenty floors of light
overpowering the shadow snow angel
the tears of blood
shatter at her feet
as she remembers her past
call the angel
but she will not come
this fate is hers
scream as her wings are ripped from her ice
cry as her shaking body steps
closer
and closer
to the edge
which did we see?
the light?
or the shadow that outlines it?
the shadow of the light gives in
as the concrete rushes upto meet her
we always looked for light
but now are forever blinded
by that which we seek


Pens and Nails

pins and needles
sharp, to the point
pens and nails
equally sharp,
but to what point?
pins to hold you together
needles to stitch whats ripped
pens to write the truth
nails to hold it in place
pins to ward them off
needles to pick with
pens to dig in skin
nails to hold you down
black and white
pens and nails
pins and needles
sticks and stones
sharp
but not always
to a point
and our world is
grey


In Memory of Ibrahim Kabbani

here today
your smiling face
a kindhearted laugh
an amazing place
gone tomorrow
a choked cry
the silent grave
on the ground you lay
cold
bleak
here today
but gone tomorrow
the child's play
turns to greif and sorrow
as soon as you're here
you're gone
here today
you left us all
but its not your fault
because today
is nothing more
than yesterday's tomorrow


Self-Interrogation

they all ask me that question
a million times a peice,
that stupid, pointless question
that never seems to cease.
why should they even care about
whats going on inside?
what is it that they are so convinced
im trying my best to hide?
like a skipping record
playing for weeks on end
is it really true
that her broken heart can mend?
whats wrong with her?
is she okay?
whats her problem?
whats that scar say?
why cant i just be left alone
i find myself wondering
what is the purpose
of all their blundering?
i ask myself their question
from dusk to break of day
the question i know not the answer to...
Am i okay?


The Fallen

look! up above you!
those lights in the sky!
the angels are falling
the question is why
the awe on their faces
little kids eyes
watch falling stars
with looks of surprise

"mommy mommy
a falling star!" they cry,
a falling star, nothing more
but an angel who cannot fly
why is the question
how can we know?
maybe his wings
are heavy from snow

whatever the reason
i can tell you this
this angel, my dear
will never be missed
their blood runs black
this is no lie
the angels have fallen
now my child,
lets watch them die


The Ides of March

Beware the ides of march! they say
BEWARE BEWARE! STAY AWAY!
Julius Caesar, such am I?
it cannot be! I cannot die!
I feel alive for I have found love
I swore it to the gods above
yet here I lie cold and wet
Drenched, gushing my crimson regret
Et Tu Brute? escapes my lips
He thinks he can fix this with his trips?
I'd laugh had he not pierced my lung
The late noon bells have finally rung
twenty-three stabs all in all
let them watch their Caesar fall
a cold sharp blade for every lie
a stab for every time I cry
For me there is no Antony
No one cares to avenge me
Alas! Julius Caesar has died!
As for me? well...
I'm only dead on the inside.

My Shadow

A bitter cup of poison regret
Silent, ever wishing
Covering me inch by inch
Sometimes I can see her hands
Reaching for my throat
Yet here she holds me
Embracing me in her dark shroud
Pulling me deeper
Little bubbles of air
Slowly escaping my lips
Drowning in the clutches
Of my only true friend
I know I am welcomed
In her frost laced crypt
My only true home
Watching her stalk me
Her cold breath on my neck
Her icy touch
Her words cutting
So sharp my ears bleed
Am I to be swallowed?
Become her mindless puppet?
She is the only one
Who has always been there for me
She is the only reason
I do not walk alone
My friends? no
Her friends? yes
Wearing my skin as a suit
She is the one they like
She is the one he loves
My only friend
She owns me
Without her
I will slip away
And they'll all see
Without her
I am nothing


Paranoia

Frozen inside
Hiding from the mirrors
The fear coursing through my veins
The tears her laughter brings
Suffocating, choking on air
Dying slowly
Asphyxiated by the hands of my screams
The colors fading from my world
Injecting their poison into my soul
Eyes closed I wait
I can see my blindness
They crawl up the walls
Alone my mask begins to crack
I am forsaken
Falling into obscurity
Their icy breath down my neck
Their bony fingers clawing at my skin
My face, my eyes
They frolic in this hideous darkness
My prison
My eyes forced open
I can see the surface so clearly
Drifting deeper into this ocean of lies
Every broken promise and empty word swimming around my head
Their pale disembodied arms engulfing me
Shrinking my space to move
Tying me into knots
Peeling off my skin
Putting me into bondage
Then ripping my heart out
I watch it beat as i start to fade
Out of focus, heavy eyelids
Clouds of red fading to black
The falling sensation
Hitting ground hard
Eyes open staring at the shadowed ceiling
Movement to the right
Petrified, to scared to face him
The taste of blood in my mouth
I can feel them holding me down
I can feel his bitter kiss
My eyes sewn shut
Tears escape
Your voice crying comfort
Scares me all the more
Until my mind releases its hold on me
I'll drown in my fear


The Empty Street

She is lost somewhere between the light and the pavement
Somebody somewhere yet nothing and nowhere
Here but there, dead and alive
A shadow lighting the way into the beasts mouth
Inescapable guilt that is not her own
The pain of all her friends on her shoulders
The symphony of one thousand screams ringing in her ear
Wandering alone down the empty street
A creature of the night, not by her own making
Nothing but pure horror walking.


The New Happy

Porcelain skin
Crystal eyes
Killer legs
You realize
Gentle touch
Oh so soothing
Musical voice
Oh so moving
All the hearts
You seem to break
All the make up
Oh so fake
Name unlike
Jill or Alice
Its uncommon
Dripping with hidden malice
Bubble gum tongue
Candy lips
Tiny waist
Amazing hips
On the outside
You steal their heart
On the inside
You fall apart
Plastic smiles
Say your okay
While your heart screams
There's no effing way!
Trapped beneath
Your flawless skin
Choking on fumes
Your the deadliest sin
The teenage goddess
Breathe it all in
Let go princess
You're not gonna win
Don't you dare cry
They'll think your sappy
Face it girly
Perfection's the new happy


All Wrapped Up (and no place to hide)

i know the feeling
this hate inside
standing here alone
soaked through
all because of you
no one to hold me
when i cry
no one to miss me
when i die
why cant i get you
out of my head
they all tell me
you're better off dead
yet you live on
in the prison called my mind
i cant shake this aweful feeling
that now you're a part of me


Vampyre

The ice embraces me so softly
crushing my heart, or at least whats left of it
we built this crypt together
but now i walk these catacombs alone
tainted looking glasses hung about
and i look only to find an emptiness
so utterly easy to relate
i cannot remember the last time i saw my face
look in my eyes
and tell me you love me
this is where it starts
drifting to the floor
sinking under the weight
of the hate in your eyes
this is were it will all end
clawing at the wall
my throat ripped out
crimson streaks
painting the stone in shadows
whats left of the air that i breathe in this slaughterhouse
so cold
colder than your voice
so cold... im so cold
theres no turning back
this is where it will end
tonight is so frostbitten
my war torn heart died with me
just to live i eat their ashes
the moon so bright
illuminating my crimson skin
illuminating your eyes
it's haunting me
i cannot take it
i love you too much
but i cannot look away
i try to choke out words
but all i do
is spew crimson
you turn to walk away
and silently i beg you
to kill this monster
that i have become.


Demise

so bitter, so sweet
the metallic taste
of the crimson stained skin
stretched over your hands
they call you evil
they call you insane
they're pet name for you
on their news front page
on the outside
perfectly fine
on the inside
you are mine
i'll never let them
take you alive
write on the walls
"you'll never catch me"
my sweet desire
temptations of red
every scrape every nosebleed
a reminder of the thrill
lick the blood of your hands
the delicious mess you've made
i'm proud of you daughter
make them remember your name