Submissions by Falseidols

Whatever you're doing,
Wherever you are,
However you're feeling,
Do me this one grace, favour, regard.

Pause.

Disregard your senses,
Block out the noise,
The distractions,
Your voice.

Give focus to your body,
Give focus to your soul,
Give focus to nothing but the aura of your life,
You're one,
You're whole.

Here waits you,
The you that is dorment,
The you who hides from society and societal torment.

Feel the power,
Feel pure joy,
Feel honest creation by...

I let go of the still smouldering cone of beauty.

I slowly lean back and place my head gently on the back rest of the cream cotton sofa.

I close my eyes slowly as I stare aimlessly into the red mist beyond.

My mind starts turning full circle. The sensation envelopes my whole body as the room begins to rotate around me.

The motion falls and rises in elliptical halos slowly on the inside of my empty skull.

The motion subsides into an Intense feeling of sub zero temperatures at the tip of my bottom lip.

It tenses and moves...

Isn't it funny?

Isn't it funny how when I talk to you I no longer feel sorry?

Isn't it funny?

Isn't it funny how when I think about what we had, I no longer feel regret?

Isn't it funny?

Isn't it funny how now when I drive past your house, I no longer take a second glance?

Isn't it funny?

Isn't it funny how now when I go to bed at night, I no longer struggle to keep you out of my mind?

Isn't it funny?

Isn't it funny how now I've met her, you're no longer confident in your decision?

It...

It's confusing isnt it?

Not knowing.

Not knowing how or why you exist.

Of course you were the first to the seed and your cells divided.

Your body grew as predicted, 4 limbs and a face.

Your body grew as predicted.

Shame, shame that no doctor nor nurse could see the hollow that had been left inside.

This hollow you've carried, nurtured.

Perpetually reminded of its presence.

Is it hunger?

Or is it hungry?

You let it feed on your hopes and desires.

You let...

Have you ever stopped and considered your life.

By life, I'm not referring to the trivial.

I'm challenging your understanding of yourself.

Who you are.

Who you perceive yourself to be and how you lie to yourself on a daily basis in order to feel content with this pathetic and short, pain filled existence you've been provided.

No?

Well I do.

I lie to feel satisfied.

Without lies I am empty.

Without lies all of the fragile opinions I harbour inside my mind become real.

I suddenly...