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Click hereAn undying need to suppress the angry flow of tears
That have gathered oh so willingly throughout the lonely years
And we fought them bravely, without a thought to our own fate
Without regard to our souls and the deaths they contemplate
I know sometimes it's hard to see what lies beyond your scope
Your vision blurry and mine's no better when it comes to having strength to cope
And all the problems of the world seem so petty compared to one grand scheme
A few emotions tangled in a web of dreary dreams
We walk on tiptoe through the castle, weary bones we are
The sounds of withered minds in the fury of the tempest of our hearts
Though I know someday we'll reach the end, and see the light afar...
I only wish sometime we'd stop to realize who we really are
Ugly deformations of a gift that was bestowed
Free will and domination of our bodies seems to be the only thrill we know
Oh, but of the music.... the tinkling, slamming beats
Our hearts forsake our bodies as we dance to the streaming melodies
Our ears the trivial things we take for granted as we listen to naught but enemies
Oh, hear the violins! The cellos! Hear their forlorn cry!
My muscles ache with their charming tune, so lonely, far, from I
The wars we've fought both with ourselves, and with those so innocent yet to speak...
The years we've wasted beyond our time, living our lives so very bleak!
My body has grown weak...
As I age, as a fine wine, my blood runs deeper than you could fathom or know
And with the time that passes it's only one more death toll on my conscience I have to show...
And with the aching, oh so heartbreaking fear that lies within
I crawl to the safety of my bedcovers, hoping against all hopes some solace lies there with my sins
With everything I've bound and trapped
With all the cold, cold winds
She follows me to my bed, and so, she'll comfort my guilt-laden soul
I slip into her arms so easily as the fire doth to the coals
The flames appease my sanity and relinquish every doubt
To the night of passion trodden memories that I've learned to live without
I awake, my dream so sudden, the life flows through my every vein
My heart pumping steadily to the ancient drums of those harmonic tunes again
The pauses shift my consciousness and I'm left to die, to wane
As such would your beauty, my rose... lift me up to the pain
I meet you with such glory, behold! the soft petals of your lips
It's everything I've seen with these jaded eyes... everything I've missed
The wars we fought together, oh... those days of glory lie still within my memory
I say to you, please let them stay, please let them comfort me
Hold me, please somebody let me know I'm not alone!
There's nothing more lonely in this life to know my actions are not condoned
And though everything I do and say may seem to you, so wrong
I ask of you but this, dear seeker... I only wish to hold to that to which I do belong
So sweetly I shall melt for you, and so willingly I cherish your empty hands
They cradle my endearing face, they see my every wish, my demands
So tell me now, dear heart of mine, please fight with me again
Or shall you let me drop to land at your feet...
A humble servant, a suffering soul, an endless mound of pain
There's nothing worse, I think, than life so lonely yet again.
Very nice though a bit long, especially the lengthy lines while trying to maintain rhyming. I found my focus changing from what was being said to the mechanics of how you were saying it.