Isolation

How long must we dance around this bed of nails? Caught in this twisted choreography. Sealed with a bitter kiss and a mouthful of hemlock. ‘Neath the grace of your body lies the rot of a love forgotten. As hell burns in you I’ll turn my cheek. Sink your teeth into my flesh again. To drain my blood. Beholden to your lust and pain. I would rather scratch out my eyes than see what you’ve become. Loosen your lips to omit your botched attempt at words. Insincerity, the only thing leaking from your mouth. Empty the contents of your heart onto the floor. So that I can see what you’re really made of. A heart offered as penance turns cold. Around and around in this waltz of depravity. Sinking deeper into this nightmare that I cannot escape. Trapped by her cold, her cold and deadly embrace. Your intentions are yet still intentions. Merely empty words. False of tongue. As you cast these caustic caresses. Absorbing every source of attention. I’ve given so much for the taking. Your callous need to be in control. Walking this tightrope of sorrow. While I nurture my emptied soul. Veiled in your shadow. I would rather scratch out my eyes than see what you’ve become. Loosen your lips to omit your botched attempt at words. Insincerity, the only thing leaking from your mouth. Empty the contents of your heart onto the floor. So that I can see what you’re really made of. A heart offered as penance turns cold. Around and around in this waltz of depravity.

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025

Signs of vanity reflect in this fake reality. A persuasion to ourselves that we are larger than life. The illusion we are omnipresent. Like a double tap of a trigger, digital bullets are fired. Inflating our egos and feeding our worth. Welcome to the presentation. This slight of hand, those watchful eyes Sycophantic images that can all be denied. The falsehoods we present aren’t what they seem. Our eyes glued to our screens, hypnotized by their enchanting gleam. We control what we want others to see. This cancerous behavior, pray to your digital savior. Perfections only a post away True life lost in static. Existence digitized. Our lives given meaning through other people’s eyes. This sleight of hand, those watchful eyes. Sycophantic images that can all be denied. Free your mind. Power down and pull the plug.

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025

As I gaze into the mirror, I see a man draped in agony. As if I’m wearing the mask of a stranger. Corrosion of the heart is setting in. Bitterness has become my only friend. My will to live drains upon my feet. This fragile state of mind is too familiar. This rotting pain swells within. Seeking comfort in shadows. In these arms only suffering blooms. Voices like the whispers of ghosts. Torture me from inside. Reaching out to the door for escape. The handle turns to ash in my hands. This empty room lies before me Forever locked in this venomous mind. Caught in an embrace with misery. A soulless cold washing over me. It feels as if I’m bound to this. Fettered at the wrists by restlessness. Is this to be my punishment? To lead myself astray? I am the one who wandered and now I am lost Bury me beneath the sands of time. Each breath feels like an eternity. Buried by sorrow as the light fades away. I’ve become reclusive, bitter, and empty. Trapped by my dark half. Caught in an embrace with misery. A soulless cold washing over me. It feels as if I’m bound to this. Fettered at the wrists by restlessness. Is this to be my punishment? To lead myself astray? I am the one who wandered and now I am lost Reaching out to the door for escape. The handle turns to ash in my hands. This empty room lies before me Forever locked in this venomous mind.

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025

I see comfort in every bullet, a friendly smile on every blade. Every rope a tightening halo. Longing to be enveloped by the warm bosom of death's embrace. My rightful place is my resting place . Amongst the dead and decay. A virtuous journey it seems to hurl towards the beyond. The reaper visits me in my sleep. Speaking softly, "Come with me." Never have I felt such an honest presence before. To be in the company of a friend who wants to see me. His scythe is the key to everlasting bliss. How much I wish to join the darkness, to become one with oblivion. [I will be at peace. At home in my grave.] To sleep forever, and empty my veins To sleep forever, to never draw another breath To sleep forever, and not exist another day To sleep forever, to become one with death The reaper visits me in my sleep. Speaking softly, "Come with me." [Never have I felt such an honest presence before.] To be in the company of a friend who wants to see me. [His scythe is the key to everlasting bliss.] Close my eyes. For so long I’ve waited to be one with the other side. Eternal sleep awaits me. Lower me down. Eternal sleep awaits me. To welcome death, my only desire. A swan song to this misery. Rope tight, I’m prepared to swing. Chair kicked, my moment of exit. Blissfully, I grow cold.

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025

Holding hands with a phantom. So go ahead and whisper sweet nothings. For that’s all they will ever be. Your empty words will remain empty. From now until the end of time. Haunted by these spectral visions of you. Leeching my life like a cancerous sore. Longing for my freedom. Death would offer a better release. Holding hands with a phantom. Walking with the deceitful one. A frail moment frozen in time. Draining my life’s blood. Two souls entwined. My eyes closed, yet my dreams are poisoned Shaken, fearful, and hopeless. Trapped under this uncertainty. As these shadows of doubt consume me. Draining the light forevermore. Beneath this veil of sleep. I hear the gnashing of your teeth. Dwelling in my head. I can’t escape this. Your eyes shine like ivory Reflecting impure intentions Blackened is your selfish heart That I once held dear. Take a moment to realize You’ve broken my every will Stolen my every breath. I hope you choke on both. Holding hands with a phantom. Walking with the deceitful one. A frail moment frozen in time. Draining my life’s blood. Two souls entwined. So go ahead and whisper sweet nothings. For that’s all they will ever be. Your empty words will remain empty. From now until the end of time. Haunted by these spectral visions of you. Leeching my life like a cancerous sore. Longing for my freedom. Death would offer a better release.

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025

My fractured sense of self, my only company. The light fades with each moment. With your steady pollution of my mind. Collective memories blur like poison. Screaming for solace yet nothing comes out. It feels like there is sand in my mouth. Grinding and grating against my teeth. It's like thousands of eyes are staring at me. Such a toxic web you weave. Encased in it, I can't breathe My blood cupped in your hands like an offering You pulled me under. Your hands outstretched for your prize. I would rather bleed out than pretend it is alright. Trying to claw my way back to the top. As you drive me towards isolation. Feasting on others until they famine Nothing but flesh and bone. Withering skin and starving. Drained for your nourishment. It feels like I’m shackled. To a pain that I’ve never known. Lost in this maze of misgivings. As if I have nowhere left to go. I am a prisoner here Trapped and confined I am a prisoner here Bound and broken Drown in this cascade of pain and grief. These feelings of emptiness are filling me. I writhe in discomfort, I pray to be free. It's like thousands of eyes are staring at me. Such a toxic web you weave. Encased in it, I can't breathe My blood cupped in your hands like an offering. You pulled me under. Your hands outstretched for your prize. I would rather bleed out than pretend it is alright. Trying to claw my way back to the top. As you drive me towards isolation. Your cold caress chills me to the spine Locked in a gaze of your devilish eyes. Inhaling your stale affection. Gasping to find clean breath. My blood cupped in your hands like an offering. I am a prisoner here.

Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025