A Vertical Dream

[Altered_Soul9]

My patience grows thin as I wait in an uncertain mood.
A pale figure reveals itself to me,
As I grow indecisive within my own skull.
His voice is one of harshness and disgust,
One I thought I had strangled long ago.
Yet with the beautiful dissonance in his voice speaks a truth.

A truth far beyond any I had never heard.

He slowly makes haste towards my chair,
And reveals his broken face.
And I am not afraid
For this is life self portrait.
Painted on a canvas of movable feelings and replacable memories.
Hung in a hall of lies where only the recluses of the world travel.
Left to age.....
Left to die......

Watch your life chip away at the edges.....
-AS9

 

[RareForm]

I meant to reply to this sooner buddy..this is a great write..i really liked the title and the last line...

keep on writing!

 

[Dandy]

^^ exactly.
title grabbed me and the piece was just as good.
well done.

 

[TiberCross]

really feeling this piece

 

[cherub]

dayum good really enjoyed reading this one

 

[Pantomime7]

Sorry I havent posted in awhile but this was something I had waited for. This piece is great. Keep it up.
Renascence.