half-life

03/2013

I exist in a realm 

that is unstable

the perceptible

gives way to the ones

bleeding through

drawing together

propelling apart

my sight unravels

round about them

reaching deep inside

injecting fatal poisons 

intent on infecting

the tree of life

which already

withers within

I have become

a living sacrifice

Author's Note

Reviews

[Muse]

Love the song, and your words do it so much justice! I think our demons like it when we get lost or stuck inside the Netherworld. We can be manipulated much easier this way...thus making us vulnerable to so many things. Unfortunately from a creative stand point, I choose to stay in this realm...it's here where my Muses can speak their minds the loudest.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

those inner demons destroy the tree from inside...the battle to stay sane, to stay alive, to stay optimistic..

again you use great turns of phrase, and you really have such strong imagery.

the ending is really good..."I have become a living sacrifice"


powerful.

[Reeti]

Your poem expresses sharp morbidity in a Gothic manner. But, it depicts realism of the present world where puppetry plays a significant role... as you say, by "drawing together" and "propelling apart". The most favorable imagery produced in this verse lies in the line: "intent on infecting the tree of life which already withers within."

Ah wonderful, how in this piece you completely sacrifice yourself... or so it feels, dark words and thoughts match with your perfect choice of music, what a beautiful song it is ... I feel connected through your words, and they bring your true feelings so well out... I see you always standing with two different legs, to the ground, one under, one up.... well done, with this one, it portrays, the exact feeling of being in between two worlds... with you channeling half-way... excellent dear. xx