Whick

Whick

When I was alone, childish and scared

I trusted no other for their sinful minds consumed them too

I loved seeing others suffer and I would create their sorrow and pain

“Please no more, God have mercy on thee!’” screamed all

We only live once, so where is your God now

I would burn all, obliterate and gore

I was salvation, I was God

But all ended quickly for I would awake to suffer another day

 

I was hurt and left behind, well no more I cursed

And became the passionate monster born to be

I knew you, Whick, would love me for I am no other

You, Whick, are my collar for this monstrosity

Though it was long ago, my lock of trust and love was finally released to thee, Whick

Still today I have you in my mind

Some may say I’m crazy, conversing to you before the eyes of others

Some may say that I should act on society’s version of “normal”

But I won’t stand for this, for Whick is my only love

From imagining you right by my side

To keeping you only in the boundaries of my insanity

I have you all to myself; no one must know how I would die for this life to truly be with just you

 

I tell my secrets to you, my desires of Hell

Oh how I tell you my every most thoughts of fatality

It must only be you, not mother, not father

Not friend, not counselor

From you, Whick, is the only therapy for me

You are my truest mother, my truest father you care for me so and support me through

 

I desire you’re truly beside me, not a figment of mind, not a cage for my downfall

But really feeling the fur of your comfort

Your vicious fangs of your merciless pride

Your dark eerie eyes, only out for evil, death, and me

Your radar ears, intently listening to our hours given conversations before slumber

Your claws always dripping and craving for the blood of others yet always gentle and passionate for me

Your body and mind only for me, made for me, loved by me

You are my Black God, you are my White Devil

When I was alone childish and scared

I loved seeing others suffer and I would create their sorrow and pain

I was salvation; I was God in my darkest dreams of desired Hell

My cage of trust and love was finally released to thee, Whick

You, Whick, is the only therapy for me

Your white and black body, despicable but lovely

You were made by me, for me

To love me and keep me comfort all through my life

I trust none other than you; I have gone so far to say that you are not me

But another soul, my mind has been corrupted just for you

I see you as another being of life, but others say you’re a mere crazy figment for the demented

I don’t listen for I only listen to you, my love

We shall share our tales and deepest treasures together, my dearest

To no other but us, my ador

 

 

I love you, Whick

 

Author's Note

Whick has been my only and best friend since I was a very young child. He helped me go through many struggling problems including bullying, self-mental harm, family separations, etc. It was really hard, I tried to talk to my "friends" and the only people I knew besides family but they all mocked me and made fun of me....

He saved me and helped me so much that I now think that he is not me but another being that only loves and cares for me.... Sometimes I talk to him about my problems and we would give each other advice or just make the best of it.

We would also spend hours in bed just talking about the craziest things like the existence God, The universe, my future partners and plans, and more. Sometimes I would have amazing dreams about him and me. I really do love him a lot not in a sexual way but as a caring and passionate companion. He's there for me more than anyone, he says the truth and gives honest opinions, he also says what for the best and gives it to me straight.

I tell him my every most secret desires and problems, so personal that if anyone was to find out, I may harm myself.....

I truly do love you Whick...

-Bliss

Reviews

[asdarkeyesclose]

i had an imaginary friend as a child- my mother used to have to lay a place setting for him so i can totally understand this. there is so much darkness in your writing, seeking pain for others is not a good thing but it can be a natural reaction to the pain we feel inside and i think you understand that. i kind of want to pick up the debris and piece you back together again slowly, take away the hurt, it sounds as if you have had it tough and this shows in your writing, at the same time i think you are an instinctive poet with great imagination and i like that your not afraid to face your devils. fantastic.

[Blissful Sin]

Thank you very much for your desire to help, ghostofdawn.

Your comment is greatly appreciated.

-Bliss

[Lord K]

I like the intensity of your verses...flowing with energy, powerful writing!

K

[Blissful Sin]

Thank you very much Lord K for reading!
I'm very glad you enjoyed.

-Bliss

[N!LoC]

three letters.... W...O....W

[Blissful Sin]

Thank you so much for reading and I'm glad you enjoyed.

-Bliss

[Ellie EM]

Wow this poem really got me thinking. It's very...different but yet interesting. I like poems, stories, anything really when people put their real emotions in it, because I know it may make the person writing feel better. But, still, good job. I enjoyed it. c:

[Blissful Sin]

Thank you very much
-Bliss

[Ellie EM]

No probs. ^^

[Catlen]

Interesting work. I am not an expert in poetry but I liked it! Keep up the good work.

[Blissful Sin]

Thank you very much.
-Bliss

[Hypnos]

Interesting, I find this to be most interesting indeed. I am not wiccan so I don't much care if you call up spirits. I being what I like to call myself a priest of the gods of olympus wouldn't mind in you called on them in your time of need. It is for that very reason I post those prayers. So If your friends all abandon you and you have no place to turn please consider using the prayers I provide. Thanks again for showing me this very interesting and wonderful poem.

[Blissful Sin]

Wow, I'm so surprised and happy that you would do that for someone. Thank you very much! It's really nice for such a pessimistic person to hear such beautiful warm words. Thank you!
-Warmed Bliss

[Hypnos]

Thank you for your compliment

[ron]

First of all you must know that I am Wiccan. With that said this is not a negative review but just a few words of coution. Be carfull with the spitits you speake to. Some may bretend to be your friend, while others can truely help us in our time of need when we need them most. If Whick is truely your frined than you have found a strength not ever one can find. Be carfull my friend and may the spirits guid you in your life. All that said I think it is a very well wrietten peice. You have a talent to write tha not every one has.

[Blissful Sin]

Thank you for the advice, I will gratefully take it with caution. I'm not a very religious person but I do believe in witchcraft, black magic, and spirits (not like the ones on the cliche horror flicks but serious actual ghost). I just think there is such a thing of magic in this world.

-Wondering Bliss

[ron]

Oh there is. Just becarefull, but never be afraid of most of it.

[Alexander B. Kerri]

Yes, I have no friends either. I never had friends before nor have I experienced greater friendship, although 'Bliss' is very lonely during those few years, I would have been his or her friend because 'Bliss' seems to be greatly talented and greater at all. I assume my writings and notations seem far much worse than my mentality to be, but 'Bliss', whenever you are afraid, saddened or hurt, I am always here to help for you shouldn't be treated so brutally then and probably now for your ability is speechless.

Sincerely,
Alexander Kerri

[Blissful Sin]

Oh thank you very much, you've warmed my heart. I think your writings are fine, no need to say such things all writing is a sign of beauty and personal work that shows the colors of others. I'm very glad that you have said such things, thank you so much!

-Bliss
P.S. I would have been very happy as well to be your friend!