Obsidian Words

Joined May 2021

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Fathomless is the mind full of stories.

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A Mask
Escape, perhaps that was the goal Concealed behind shallow trickery, a Lacklustre attempt at subterfuge Inspired by the masks at the opera.
By Obsidian Words2 years ago in Poets
Futility . Top Story - April 2024.
I am an unwilling spectator, Eyes magnetised to the crucible Unable to withdraw. I watch as you rant and rage,
By Obsidian Words2 years ago in Poets
Sin-cerly.
Envy has begun its meal, Consuming all we could consist of until its focus is Liminal, set only in shades of green to cast us in ghastly
By Obsidian Words2 years ago in Poets
The Origin of The Isles
Note: This is a story set in Isaandoul, a fantasy realm of my creation that exists within a collaboratively created world known as COËNYDD. Sometime this year a series of short stories will be released by this collaborative group set within this universe. This piece was a tester to feel out the idea and to get an understanding of the world. I hope you enjoy it!
By Obsidian Words2 years ago in Fiction
A Particular Shade of Love
My understanding of Love developed much like a photograph pinned up in a dark room. I was a blank slate, poised to be printed with the marks of love and life however the world saw fit.
By Obsidian Words2 years ago in Poets
I'm Tired
I'm tired. I'm tired as if the marrow of my bones are recalling the last time they knew the sunlight. I'm tired, like my eyes could weep the tears of waterfalls long dried.
By Obsidian Words2 years ago in Poets
Language of The Stars
The words mean nothing to me. The neon purple scrawl may as well be hieroglyphics and I’m blind for all the sense they make.
By Obsidian Words2 years ago in Fiction
Graveyard Boquet. Top Story - February 2024.
Inspired by various alternative grunge and metal songs as well as the dark, depraved stories that I read more than I breathe, I decided to write a song that represents a blending of those two loves of mine. I am no musician, I bearly have a melody for this, but if anyone is interested I'd love to hear people make something of it for fun!
By Obsidian Words2 years ago in Poets
Aspirations as a Vocal Creator
Blank pages are potential whilst also an indication of lacking. But therein lies the crucible for my aspirations with Vocal in 2024.
By Obsidian Words2 years ago in Writers
What Does It Mean?
My words are whispers, they are pain, they are screams My voice a violent cascade But I never know what any of it means
By Obsidian Words2 years ago in Poets
Not Quite Right
UPDATE: This is not a Villanelle, as you will swiftly realise. It took me some research to understand the correct structure...
By Obsidian Words2 years ago in Poets
Dyrose: (dai.rows)
IPA: /dai.ɹœs/ I stare at the dust motes from my sunny vantage point on the floor. “Do you worry that this is a phase, this happiness? That it’ll disappear one day?” My voice startles the dust into a frenzy.
By Obsidian Words2 years ago in Fiction