Music

Music helps me escape from this wretched place, into a place of my own and there I live peacefully away from the pain, suffering and the emptiness creeps back inside, like a spider crawling on your flesh and i slowly start to sink into oblivion, no emotion, just emptiness, just numbness and my kingdom ever so slowly vanishes into an abyss of darkness.
                                                                                               -Am.B

Empty

I walk through the empty corridors and silence fills my ears. I look through the windows and an emptiness drains me down, I look straight ahead, not a soul to be seen in sight. An empty corridor of doors and doors alone. I look through a keyhole and see a lonely child, just sitting and weeping silently just an expressionless face of an angel with tears running down and creating a pool of blood. I turn to my left and i hear the cries and screams of people. I look through the windows and the sights i see shock me through the cores of my soul, I walk on my shaky legs and lean on the walls for support as soon as i lean i lose control and slide down, as i watch the loneliness and emptiness numb me from inside out.
               -Am.B

A Hidden Love.

He watches form the corner of his eye,

As she walks past, hiding and a little shy.

He hopes to catch her, laughing high,

Her eyes twinkling, like a star up in the sky.

A moment of stillness, rushes up his spine,

When she catches him staring

At her, with those glassy eyes.

She walks past him, her hair flowing,

He catches a glimpse of her face, glowing.

He looks at her, with such a loving site,

His heart misses a beat, when the girl looks behind.

She looks at him, one last time.

Then disappeared, up in the sky.

He looks up, with tears in his eyes.

He manages to smile, when he catches her laughing high.

             -Am.B

Beauty

And when the sky begins to fade, 

Do you see the birds fly away?

Can you see the sky as it begins to shade?

That golden yellow turning a purple grey.

And suddenly all i see is black and white,

Can you see the nights' eye blink?

Can you see the faces on the street?

A homeless man, with no food for days,

Some lonely girl, crying while going her way.

Will you feel the dirt beneath your feet?

Have you seen the flowers flowing in the breeze?

A woman admist  her jewelry,

A woman dancing like it's free.

Waiting for a long lost love,

Dancing to her new found love.

Not knowing what she might see,

Not knowing what she may seek.

A beautiful memory it seems,

Like happiness in a crowded street. 

             - Alina (Am.B)

 She was standing near the tree, her white dress waving in the wind. She was looking at the horizon as though into another dimension, her hands griping tightly at the rope, she looked back at the tree, as if suddenly awaken from a dream. She looked at bareness, the hollowness, the loneliness of the tree. She flashed back to the time when she used to sit near this fully covered tree and read books, and escape into the world of fantasy, as she walked down her memory lane, she remembered of how many times this tree had been there for her when no human was, how many times this tree has seen her darkness and shaded her, had seen her cuts and given her air to breath between her cries. With a little smile on her face she placed her hand on the trees bark and took a deep, slow, painless breath and let go of the rope, for a moment all was quite still, only the shaking of the trees branch broke the silence, only the twitching of the girls leg broke the stillness and then all was quite.As the girl swung back and forth, her head tilted downwards, her dress flowing in the wind. The birds began to look for their nests, the sun began to set, darkness began to rise, the moon began to howl and the world began to turn as it always does. As ones life had ended yet ones had just begun.
        -Am.B