On’stavencor

Your heart was an empire,
Your words spread like fire,
Loss and belonging – you drowned,
The life we had – deep underground;
Those cold stone halls,
And the concrete walls,
Down they fell
Into the pits of hell.

O, you poor unfortunate soul.

Upon your wilting throne,
Your sad tales had grown,
More and more, and more,
Until my fragile mind
Could take no more;

O, how you mocked me.

Only your brood mattered.
I, broken and shattered,
Hung in your sullen dungeon,
While your brood bludgeoned;
My cursed and unsettling mind;
Your sodden secrets began to unwind.

Your essence was hard to trust;
It held out on a limb just for lust.

O, how greedy and foolish.

You feared the worst,
Still, your hips were cursed,
I was aware from the start
Underneath that crown,
You were still a rotten tart.

I felt violated,
My dignity ripped from me,
And everything that I knew and cherished,
Strewn across the floor,
My innards in a pool on the ground,
I, butchered from my gory demise;
I tumbled, I stumbled,
Every ache and every pain;
My bones cracked,
My heart stopped,
Breathing ceased,
And life flashed before my eyes.

There I lay, bewildered and agonised.
Time had stopped…

Completely.

I found myself in the realm of thought,
A time lapse of your merciless reign
Began to play;

Plot holes appeared,
Every doubt,
Every fear,
It all made sense.

The name, his name,
It was seen before,
Spat from the mouth of a whore,
Your pursed lips came:
His name, his name:

Foretold in latent tales,
And blown in from bloody sails;
Bolstered from the golden waste
In the repulsive rat race,
A cretin of your fathomless brood,
Now face deep in your mould.

But I shan’t stop here,
Not when freedom is near.

From the very depths of my broken weary heart,
There lies a light,
Beaming brighter,
Much brighter than the very stars,
Figures, figments,
No, angels from the shadows;
Their altruistic grace
Always present,
Always immaculate;
They are heroes and heroines,
My worthy peers,
My life, my friends,
My family.

And with them, I will rise.

You deemed me to suffer
After I dismissed you from my heart,
Back then, already occupied by a false paramour.

But it will not be me that is the one to suffer,
No, for I already see you quivering,
Wilting, shuddering and rotting under that Arian mask,
You are broken, far more broken,
Losses and betrayals,
They’ve turned you into a hethan,
A hussy, a liar, a polished up trollop,
You are scared and frightened,
You are nothing but a virtual entity
That cannot defy the cruel and harsh reality
Of this much greater empire that you stand in;

Fall, I shall not,
Suffer again,
You shall.

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Where AllPoetry?

Hello readers & bloggers!

It’s been an awful long time! Reason? Same old story, busy, busy, busy. But, today I have some news! My poetry is going to be moved to http://www.allpoetry.com [woot!]. I’ve just signed myself up and will be putting some of my pieces up there, and possibly write some new ones. But don’t worry, I’ll put any new pieces on wordpress too. If you’d like to pop over and have a gander at my [at the moment empty allpoetry page], then here’s the link: http://allpoetry.com/M._D._Winter.

I hope you’re all keeping yourselves well and fine, and being good to each other! Spring is upon us!

– Matty.

Busy busy

Hello bloggers & readers!

It’s the summer and I hope you’re enjoying it, whether you’re abroad, in-land for the holidays, or working through the season. I haven’t posted a lot once again, and the reason will always stay the same. Alas, I written a few things for you humble follows to read. They will be out in time, so stay tuned.

Keep safe during the summer!

– Matt

[Edit] Trading Borderlands via Steam

Good morning gamers, bloggers & readers,

I’m trading Borderlands with all DLC included:

  • Claptrap’s New Robot Revolution 

  • Mad Moxxi’s Underdome Riot

  • The Secret Armory of General Knoxx 

  • The Zombie Island of Dr. Ned

  • Duke Nukem Forever First Access Club Code

If you’re interested in trading with me, leave comment or contact me via email and we can discuss a trade. This is genuine, not fake or a hoax, I truly cannot play Borderlands because it makes me ill, haha.

Unfortunately, I can’t trade Borderlands because I have installed it and that it is no longer in my inventory. Sorry for the inconvenience!

– Matt