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Emily Averkiades

  • female
  • In a relationship

About

Here is my poem called Loomer. I lie on the cold mattress and seal my eyes tightly. Thier voices are soft, silky and sweetning. They keep beckning, keep begging. They sound so convincing, so tempting. "Terry you need to see us. You need to feel us , smell us, taste us. Come on Terry let us show you we are real." No thier not real they never were real. But then again my sense of reality has ceased to be real. I lost it long ago when I tried to find them in the darkness with a diminutive candle flame. Since then I have never been the same. I tried to bring light to the darkness where it always stays. I can never describe what I saw standing there. I could never remeber a time when I felt so scared. "Terry why do you look so tremulous?" "Dont fear the darkness." "But fear my fury if you if leave me alone in solitary. I dont like being alone Terry." " If you leave me I have no choice but to make you incenerate your own skin." " Trust me Terry you will not win." Then I felt my skin frying and charring. I saw my clothes dissolving in the mouth of the flame. " Now do you see what happens when you leave me. Do you feel the wrath of my fury?" " Just remeber Terry where ever I am is where the darkness must be." Where there is winter there used to be spring. Where there is fall there used to be summer. There is a heart that beats with each season. But each season has a diffrent beat. Fall and winter is slow. Spring and summer is fast. But the abundance of icicles grow longer as winter drags on. The leaves become more fragile and fiery orange as fall buries the dead of summer. Eventually spring will be consumed by the cold of winter. They will over lap until there is nothing left of the flowers and the butterflies. There will be nothing left of anything that is alive. Winter eats and fall vommits. Spring and summer no longer conceive and grow. The heart will slowly beat in its frozen shell never having the luxury of sunlight to warm it up. The sun is gone now its hidden behind the clouds. But happiness brings sunshine and sunshine brings warmth. Sun brings spring and summer. It's changes the seasons all together. It's breath of life brings balance once more.

Education

  • Lone Star College-Tomball
  • Klein Collins High School
  • klein collins

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