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hey everyone.. i just felt like giving the
world a taste of my work...(ok so dont get me wrong im not prideful) but i would love to have normal (or maybe not so normal)
everyday people give their opinions so i know how mcuh i suck. from my writing, either poetry or lyrics or stories-whatever-
to my art(which seriously i need to get my scanner working first)
my name is Kaya, im 14 years old and if anyone thinks im completely
insane you're not so far off
ok this stupid thing has the words all scrunched to
the side (the scarlet path) the lines' beginnings are marked by '--' so it's not just random sections of lines kk?
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the scarlet path
--so much can be
said but words can't express
--through everything left undone
--in time i find a way to breathe truth
--in the air
polluted by hate
--surrounded and eventually
--succumbing to the pull and sway
--pulsing all around us but they
cannot feel
--it's tearing away at their very existence
--leaving bloody trails the scarlet path awaits
--a forlorn
traveler weary, or lost
--content, or forgotten left by the rush
--of the ever present battles fought in storm
--never
seeing how the worn thread is close
--to breaking always making tremors
--enough to stagger but they cannot feel
--they
chose to be oblivious though it leaves
--impending doom only to welcome them
--in final days...will they never learn
--the
scarlet path is washed continually
--in the blood of those who cannot feel who
--will not see their own demise the inevitable
--destruction..so
i wait in silence
--breathing quietly simply watching as they're unawares
--i don't bother them in their fickle glory
--pointless
to try it'll ever be in vain
--on their scarlet path trailing always dark and raining
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mist of mirages
still within my heart left beating
brought far out of
ancient memory
lost in the stream of falling
tears caress my face winds blowing
harder, faster, wings fold cant fly
naught
remains to keep my love alive
they cant see they'll never know
the dreams in shadow, darkened, cold
will the everlasting
turmoil in their world
be brought to sorrow they cant see
all unbelief in the face of reality
lost in their own world
i cant change
yet cannot hide the pain
they leave no choice
they bring their own destruction
higher...now i can
breathe
i can fly far enough to at least escape
their darkened cage
in the misty morning of their demise
i perch,
untethered, at your side
we watch in wait for them to come live
out their lives we will not give in to the lies
mist
of mirages left alone
the souls in shadow never shown
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