Eighth Plague Magazine

November 2008

 

 


You

Tell me something about yourself
Something no one knows
Tell me something about yourself
Maybe one that barely shows
Please, just let me know
I promise I won't tell
Please, just let me know
I wouldn't want you to burn in hell
Let me be there for you
You know what I say is true
Let me be there for you
That is, if you love me too
Every day and every night
I'll be the whisper in your ears
Every day and every night
I'll keep you away from your fears
Each morning and passing day
I'll listen to all words you have to say
Each morning and passing day
I'll be the actress in your play
And as night falls
I'll be on call
And as night falls
I'll be the pillow when you fall.

  2008© Copyright MorbidFairytale

 

 

Absinthe

Once echoed little shard
His heart breaking through cotton
Falling down upon filled lake
was locked, each were sleeping.

Twice moved, ever curled
Packed tight inside crystal
Rising high into landscape
On long valley and past lives

Unfurled , Each Sound calling
In each breath, a flower waking
Scattered rosebud unfurling
On the stem,
That’s supporting their lives

For the desert wind came
Took your mind and your reason
Your wings broken by straining
A Bright orb that is screaming , Above

Crushing wind to rise upwards
As it burns, height of summer
As it turns towards winter
As it falls towards, Into, Updraught

The body cast in half

 

2008© Copyright Ravenskald
 
 
 
 

Broken.

Her Cheeks Are Wet

As tears pour from her eyes

She's in pain
And can't stop it
It's hurting her so deeply
To the point
She cant bare to live any longer
She wants to die
But could never kill herself
If only she could just be happy
Again for just a few more hours
She could heal herself from
The deep incredible pain
She carries inside

 

2008© Copyright -broken-inside 

 

 

 

 

 

Midnight Marble
Part 1


Can I hurt you?
Do you understand that I need to?
Can I kill you?
Do you mind if I try?
I have been waiting for someone like you,
but now you’re slipping away.

It’s all around, getting closer into my world.
I'll just close my eyes, to hide the truth.
I won't give up, I will make it!

Now all colors seem to fade away
I can't reach my soul
this tares me apart, what can I do?

It tares me apart that you'll never know
why I locked that door,
letting memories fade into emptiness

I'm numb, what can I do?

It never looks it, but I have sacrificed for you.
Giving up all I ever knew.
Changing my rhyme just for you.
I know I let you down.

Sometimes I stare at the moon,
in the cold winters Yule thinking about all we wanted to do.
We closed our hands and that all faded away.
Like wiping a snowflake off of a monocle lens
our plans for our futures slat was wiped clean again.

Now once again I enter my world making sweet plans, and what do I see?

The night is black, the moon is red and ball gowns sway to and fro across
the midnight marble. Passions turn to lustful poisons, that bring the passion
back to us, and my memories keep you within my world.

A winding stair case leading to my mind,
a twisted labyrinth from witch it seems no escape.
Deep grays and blacks and bright yellows and reds.

I'm torn; to go left I would be amongst that of darkness.
To go right I would be amongst that of brightness,
but brightness can be darkness and darkness can
be bright, so still torn I stay in the middle peering
down both ways.

Going down this winding stair case to the heart
it leads, I must find out which way I need to go.
Asking my heart what it desires it answers back, you already know
which way to turn, in your mind.
And so in my world we return to the midnight marble and dance, planning
our future once again.

I see a rather large house; it resides by a small vineyard.
In this house are several rooms but I care not about the rooms as
I am fascinated by the winding stair case like the one in my world.

Stone fences, vineyards, and the one I love.
I go to my world but I have not yet found what way I desire
to go and return to the midnight marble, but there is nothing but cobwebs and
dust, along with the remaining skeletons of those who walked the halls of my
world and danced upon the midnight marble.

Old parchment paper with my words upon them fly from the sky and lay on the
midnight marble. That’s when it hits me. It's not witch way to go, for I wish
to go both ways, as I must. In my world I close my eyes and walk up my winding
stair case, I try real hard and the dark and the light clash into one giant
labyrinth for the truly daring shall return.

Wicked smiles, beautiful roses, slithering snakes, and deceiving masks. All
seems right but is it really?
No I don't believe so says a voice in the back of my mind,
that labyrinth of both the dark and the light, as it should be.

In my world a crimson twists with a black and with the soft passionate
melody of the violins a mask is formed. Shall I reach for it and sway the night away
as the one I truly was meant to be, or stand back and be who I am wanted to be?

Reach! Reach! Reach!
Say the voices of my world, and so I reach and place the mask over my face I am
now frail as a flower and as strong as a solider in combat.
Now I find the weight of the world on my shoulders,
maybe if I steel the sun nobody will notice.

Adrenaline pumping,
Sweat dripping of my nervous body,
my world, my place to be lost and never found.
I want it that way.

Delusions,
Illusions,
I’m not going crazy I'm just a mystery,
dare you figure me out and dance upon the Midnight marble,
with the skeletons of my past present and future?

One velvet black rose petal falls upon the Midnight marble,
ripples going outwards like a stone skipping on a pond.
My life has been lost in the crowd.

Should I open up my eyes and
let all memories reconstruct?
Should I open them and remember, or let you lose my face in the crowd of swaying gowns
on the midnight marble?
My face is lost in this crowd,
come and find me if you care,
if you dare to even care.

With all self control disappearing,
and rotting on the walls,
my world seems to be dieing all over again.

I run up the winding stairs but what
am I running from?
Perhaps the writing on the wall, it tells me
my future's bleak and rather small.

I am not perfect but please excuse the wall I
put up from time to time.
I run into my labyrinth. Stick figures dancing in the dark.
Baby’s breath dieing over each ark and my words mean nothing apparently.

Branches reach out and tear my gown.
Cuts on my legs blood running down,
find me if you care, find me if you dare.

Falling to my knees,
I'M LOST, HELP!
I would never admit it but I need you tonight and every night.
I need to see your eyes ever so bright,
your forgiving smile.

Miles from the Midnight Marble
stuck in the snow I look at the starry sky and full red moon.
A melody begins to play and I must follow, but I am paralyzed.
So I lay here and wonder why.

The stars begin to dance,
and the trees sway to and fro as
if they were dancing on the midnight Marble.
.
My eyes begin closing slowly, as
one last snowflake falls upon my porcine face.
I'm giving up and there is no hope.
The last words I whisper are carried to you in the wind.....


Come and find me my love I need you.
I've stepped out of the light and there’s a stranger inside.

My eyes close and I fall into a deep slumber.
A slumber in my world, keeps me in a slumber in reality.
Lost is my smile to the world for seven years.

Seven years passed and I awake in my world,
I awake in reality and your still by my side.
The only one by my side who cares.
 
2008© Copyright UrDeviousDarkAngel
 
 
 
 

Superficiality to a degree of insanity


People are so unknown.
Keeping friendships cold.
Their eyes scream in harsh tones.
I hate to know so few exist
who would actual enjoy raising a kid
I love some people, those who help
I wanna make it big
but first I have to try
I sit all day
walk miles a day
just so I can make it where I want
I wanna help people out.
but in order to do that,
I have to fend for myself
so fear not, wipe away that pout
I stand strong, I may wine sometimes
but I still make it on pocket change
made up of dimes
They look at me and think me strange
because they are superficial, they are not real
so my oddity becomes a big deal
I know how they feel
seeing me smile
walking down the streets,
carrying a bag for thirty minutes to get home
but I won't just lay around and wait for my tome
I'll walk and run towards my death
not just sit back
I'll surprise that reaper
instead of letting him catch me.
And my heart has been torn many a time,
don't tear it another time girl,
please don't
cause have you ever heard that song by Bryan Adams?
Everything I do...yeah, it's true
because it's all for you.
My eyes were grey
attempting to hide the pain
but now, now I will grow to fame
but I don't want that
I hate fame, the want to be like you
when you are admired so, I guess I could
change the world to where someone actually cares
and then after that, maybe I can make sure less hearts tear
and the cuts inflicted by my hand
they don't mean that much to me
if I could get rid of my past history, I wouldn't
I shouldn't
because who I am composed of,
isn't just flesh and blood
but scarred soul, and heart
and a strong heart, and strong soul.
I've made it this far,
and if I break down now,
I'm killing myself.
I do sometimes need help
through my fiery life of hell
and of course when I die
I hope to know they rung that knell
and tears fell on the pavement with smiles on their faces
because I was doing something right
because I was in a vigilant fight
with the devil himself
I want to hug some stranger
and know I just made their day.
I'm not gay, I'm kind
what's with this world where no one cares
where you exclaim and their hackles raise hairs
I love you darling you know that
and don't forget my family, my mother, father and brother
and those friends who were there when I needed it most
of course I mean the one's who didn't stab me in the back
with their blunt butter knife words
the words that still cut
but you know are worthless to you
if you're as strong as titanium inside
I'm tired of how people think
and how they speak
I want to make my own world
but keep it in line
just to help out
I'd have angels like my own
throw down a precautionary cone
in love of course
opening perfectionary doors
I'd fall from that mountain that right now I stand
I wouldn't care
just hoping my life didn't tear
I love you guys
I really do
I love you and you and you
now let's go to the zoo :-)

I'm that nightmare that made you cry
I'm that night that made you want to die
I'm that time that made you smile
so live it up
give me a while.
Maybe then you'll see
who is
the real me.

  2008© Copyright jaztitch

 

 

 

I AM

I am your heaven, I am your light/

I am by your side in any fight/

I am in your dreams when you sleep at night/

I am here to comfort your fears/

I am here to wipe away your tears/

I am here to make your mind sound and clear/

I am here to give you my love/

I am here to wrap you in my wings like that of a dove/

I am here to take you with me to the clouds above/

I’m the best there’s ever been, I’m the queen bee, if you got a problem with that, then get on your knees/

2008© Copyright crazy_bitch_07  

 

 

 

For people who never cared

This is for the people
who never cared.

I'm the girl in the back,
who's dressed all in black;
I'm the girl who wears a mask.

The girl who suffers from depression,
a sister trying to make a good impression,
I'm the girl with cuts on her wrist,
who has a final wish.

I'm a girl with a sick mother,
a father that doesn't care,
I'm the girl who was molested,
with parents that were never there,
I'm a girl that will never step foot in the
neighbors house again,
I'm the girl that should have ran.

I'm the girl that was pushed to the end,
I'm a girl with a heart that will never mend,
I'm a girl whose soul is lost,
and I’m a girl that would die at any cost.

To my "family" and "friends" that never cared enough too save me...

Sincerely, your beloved daughter, niece, cousin and friend.

Stacey

2008© Copyright xxbrokendownxx  

 

 

 

You’re Struggle, Not Mine.


I know all is not as it seems,

People line up to put their necks in rope.

Alone as I notice these things,

Easiest thing to sell a man is hope.



I see you better than you do,

and want nothing to do with words you bend.

Just take that attitude with you;

I will have it my way till any end.

 

 

2008© Copyright blackflag920