The Reddskye Writings

Goodbye

Am I now changed?  
I don't think so
there is still much Kolohe 
inside.
He is the angry one,
he is the saddened
he is the lonely.

Reddskye is new.  He is
but a child.  Kolohe
is the elder, 
He is the stronger.

But Reddskye shall overcome
one day.  
for now, he will ride the
back,
and Kolohe shall carry.
One day, there will be 
no more need 
for you,
Kolohe.  May you then 
find your rest.
May your saddness end and
your anger satiated.
			--Reddskye

Forfeit

3.1.96
The rage I have
keeps me alive.  I do
not wish it gone.
for if the fire
is extinguished,
and I grow cold inside,
I wish not to pursue life.
To live for revenge
and satisfaction
are too central to 
my soul.  I would destroy 
myself were I to
end this hate.
a heart full of hate is
full of life.
An uneasy stomach, hungers
for the satisfaction
of victory.  
The lone contender.
I will be that one
Vengance shall be mine in the end
But you have already lost
before the game 
has even
started.
You lose by forfeit,
and I shall show you what
could have
been.

...

Bastard

I loved your mother, 
once.
She was all I cared about in this 
world.
Your mother was once very special 
to me.
That was before you.
You are the child I wish I had 
with her.
Instead, here you are, 
the spawn of a worthless
sire.  How I 
wish I had sown you.
You would not have known disgrace
you would not have been hated
you would have not been at
fault for being born.

you are so precious, 
why must you be born into this
situation?
How I wish things could have been better
How I wish I could call you 
Son.

Now I call you bastard,
and your mother
a whore.

...

Hate You, My Love...

Was it through my fault, or yours
that we fell apart?
Time has been kind to us and allowed
the disagreements to melt away 
from between
us.
We would still rage today were it
not for the distance that
keeps us at bay.
You know my territory,
you know to stay away.
my vanquished opponent,
your loss was not
at my hands,
but at the shooting 
of yourself.
egotism and immaturity
caused your unwise decision
which now holds all of your faults
in check.
You have nothing to stand upon,
your arguments have fallen apart.
You have no pulpit from which to preach.
I would not have wished upon you 
what you now live,
But I have never had an enemy
as hated as 
YOU.

			-- Reddskye
3.1.96

Lost Half

I love you my unknown half.
Inside my heart burns a picture
of your sweet visage.
your pale beauty keeps me calm
and gives me the hope I need to 
find you.
one day
some time
you will be here, and your
image in my heart shall yield
to the loveliness that stands 
before me.

I know you, 
yet I do not know who 
you are.
I know your face
but not your name.

My lost half, 
I shall find you 
We will become whole
again.
		--Reddskye
3.1.96
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Your Game, I Win

This is my time.  I have the only voice.  And I am all tapped out of ideas.  

Oh my love, how you hurt me so.
those razor-sharp words slice deeply
the wounds sting as my blood flows 
from these slits.
You are good.  
of course you are good, 
but can you really beat me
at this game?
It was I who taught you
how to play.  
You are not ready to 
dethrone me.  
I don't think you will ever
be prepared.

It does feel good to have 
a taste of my own medicine, though.
I lick my wounds and
my hot blood only serves
to catalyze this anger.
I cascade into a 
deluge of terror.  
Do you think you started
a skirmish?
No, my love, 
You have initiated a war.
My defence is too strong.
You have miscalculated.  I am
your superior.  I still must give 
you odds at this lop-sided
game we play.  
I attack you on too many fronts--
You must retreat, for you are
losing materiel.  

Your defence is weakening.  
There is no cavalry to help you now.
I take away any chance of a rally,
you lay before me
Crushed.
I hold you at odds
and have you where I want you
down on your knees
crying, begging for my forgiveness.
You shall not have it.
 
				-- Reddskye
3.1.96
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