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so lonely it is to be king
alone in a crowd
alone in a crown
lonlier it is to be me
in my dead court
my consuls are ghosts
my most trusted servants reapers
my black land carefully kept devoid of life
worse still this land should not be mine
nor should I have to bend knee for another king
who makes his merriement in the sky
illuck can strike even the gods
and thus it struck me that fateful day
taken was my birthright
the right to be lord of all
am i condemed to this gloom?
enough of this!
I shall send Thanatos for the horses
Cer for the chariot
and I shall find myself some happiness
oh, beautiful Persephone...
Look at the day! Apollo and Helios working to send light and beauty down to the green. Friends come let us laugh, let us play.
brother, would you give me your permission?
those words burned me to ask
imposter to my crown
woven by the fates into a pattern that shouldn't be his!
yet I have all I need
with her fathers permission
not even her mother can stop me
This is true beauty! Life itself! See the trees, the softness of the grass and moss. Friends let us dance again! Sometimes this is all I want or need, sometimes I have wanted more. I chase not after power, but I have often thought of it. But then I feel the softness of the moss and grass beneath my feet as I dance. What is this? What is going on? Father, Mother, help me!
so it is done
she struggles against me as I carry her deep under the Earth
back to my domain
my black horses moving fast through the darkness
life shall be brought to death
my lonliness is at an end.
alone in a crowd
alone in a crown
lonlier it is to be me
in my dead court
my consuls are ghosts
my most trusted servants reapers
my black land carefully kept devoid of life
worse still this land should not be mine
nor should I have to bend knee for another king
who makes his merriement in the sky
illuck can strike even the gods
and thus it struck me that fateful day
taken was my birthright
the right to be lord of all
am i condemed to this gloom?
enough of this!
I shall send Thanatos for the horses
Cer for the chariot
and I shall find myself some happiness
oh, beautiful Persephone...
Look at the day! Apollo and Helios working to send light and beauty down to the green. Friends come let us laugh, let us play.
brother, would you give me your permission?
those words burned me to ask
imposter to my crown
woven by the fates into a pattern that shouldn't be his!
yet I have all I need
with her fathers permission
not even her mother can stop me
This is true beauty! Life itself! See the trees, the softness of the grass and moss. Friends let us dance again! Sometimes this is all I want or need, sometimes I have wanted more. I chase not after power, but I have often thought of it. But then I feel the softness of the moss and grass beneath my feet as I dance. What is this? What is going on? Father, Mother, help me!
so it is done
she struggles against me as I carry her deep under the Earth
back to my domain
my black horses moving fast through the darkness
life shall be brought to death
my lonliness is at an end.
Literature
didn't i ever tell you
ballerina shoes seethe with dust and i
am lying in the corner on a
spider-web
you spun for me with your dreams
but didn't i tell you,
didn't i ever tell you dreams are lies
and hope is just a fairy tale
it's as dead as happily-ever-after
piano keys dig into the soles of your
feet but you walk on them because
maybe, maybe, the notes will
leak through your dry, hard skin and
give you the music back
but didn't i tell you,
didn't i ever tell you music is a lonely
sound, locked up in a soul-cage
music is trapped by the bones of my heart
guitar strings hang from the ceiling
and snap themselves into your stringy
dark hair, wrenchi
Literature
I'll Lie
I don't want to hurt you
I hate making you cry
But there's only one way to prevent it
I'm going to have to lie
I'll lie about the loneliness
I'll lie about the pain
I'll lie about the hurt
I'll lie about the shame
I'll lie to protect you
I'll lie so you don't leave
I'll lie to keep you happy
I'll lie till you believe
It's not that I don't want your help
The fact is I really do
But that is not the point at all
The point is it will hurt you
I'm sorry it has to be this way
But I can't burden you again
'Cause if I do I'm scared
I'll lose you as a friend
Literature
Insomnia
Insomnia is the epidemic no pill can quell.
{The days fade into nights and the nights bleed back into days}
Time is just a notion; sleep is a fictional bedtime story.
There is no concept of division, distance, or separation.
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Part I of the myth of Hades and Persephone. It was really annoying to put this up. (I am really lazy!) Still two parts to go, enjoy.
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This is fabulous. And this is one myth that I never tire of, I love all the differing perspectives.