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This jewel

as a blood-soaked jewel hangs on the crest of night's brow, the flairs of humanity's stupidity and vain attempt to outshine the last beauty lain untouched by our pathetic hands. Every stupid human laugh, chortle, and jeer resound through the night only to be drowned out by the flame soaked clouds of phosphorous and sulphur that just will choke us out all the faster.

 

-Brady Marek

My light

When I'm with you, My breaths mean something, Worlds seem mended, What others do is unseen, I want to make you feel like the only girl alive, If only I could give you the world though the stars seem better, However, your eyes shine a thousand times brighter. :)

 

-Brady Marek

Opposites attract

When we think of angels and shadows, we never think they could love eachother. We always think they would fight to eternity's end. Yet, no one knows that amongst the wars of good and bad there is a lover on each side. Though so many try to pry apart the angel and her shadow, none will ever prevail. Through the hottest flames and coldest snows, the shadow will always fight to keep his angel. Some day, some where, after their troubles and pain, they will find paradise, where they will finally hold eachother, and love each other... Forever.

 

-Brady Marek

Mind trick

Pitch black night, all around,

In my ears, a single sound,

Tip tap tip tap tip tap,

The lonely sound of my foot step,

The icy winds oppose my path,

As I trudge on for the life I once had,

The dark night sky mocks me in silence,

And with every step i realize my insolence,

If only I could've known my follies before,

I can barely stand the loneliness anymore,

It's like there's a chain to my heart, pulling me,

Away from love, and things that set me free,

Once in awhile I imagine a voice soft and sweet,

It's only my mind pulling a trick so neat...

 

-Brady Marek

My Angel

Thick veil of white, All through day, all through night, I lost her in this blight, My angel is gone from sight, How I miss my angel,  light.

 

-Brady Marek

Lonely Soul

Loneliness etched into soul,

A heart of darkness whole,

I feel there's no reason for living,

Though my being was given,

Used and thrown away like a key,

When they have no more use for me,

They've torn me open to leave no stitches in place,

Killed me some more, I live as a disgrace,

Found by an angel who put me together,

Held me and told me I'm hers forever,

She gave me heart as I gave her mine,

My lovely angel, with a smile divine

 

-Brady Marek

Peering into Darkness

Peering into darkness I catch a glimpse of what I was. I feel a pain so deep, yet my empty heart still beats.Though my soul has passed, I still stand here.Alone,I wait for love's return to bless me with it's graceful touch and free me from this hell once more. My pain lies where brilliant lights were once sparked by sights unseen to those who've never loved. But, there now lies a veil upon my eyes that lets me see only what I've lost to the boney, claw-like hands of grief and her vicious twin misery. Wait! Was that a voice I heard within this very pit? Perhaps not. THERE! There it is again! A voice as light an beautiful as the spring breeze that awakens the love for life. I hear it calling down to me, telling me to rise. I feel the warmth of life filling me with hope and the strength of love lifting me towards the sky. I watch the walls of my own prison shrink as I soar higher to the heavens and rest upon a cloud. There before me stands the one who freed me from my hell. Her hair, as golden as the new dawn, and eyes as blue as the deepest depths of the oceans, and skin as pallid and  flawless as pearl. I feel the blood rushing through my veins, yet I know this cannot be! I awaken from my drunken euphoria to see the darkness there again. Damn, it was just a dream.

 

-Brady Marek

Imprint

Publication Date: 05-19-2013

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Dedication:
I typed this for my fiance. He means the world to me. ~Harley

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