Give Me a Portrait.Paint me without aface,because I'm sure youdon't remember mineanyway.
stupid youth.my lungs whispered and asked the smoketo danceto the sound of your slurred voicesinging off keyto whatever song came on the radio.i'm sure the stars looked down on usin amusementas we laughed and ran about that dying meadowin the ides of october.there's something bordering on nostalgiai feel for that scuffed leather jacketyou always wear.but maybe it's just dreaming.and when we finally started back homewe could have diedand for once in our livesit would have been with smiles on our faces.i wonder what the coroner would havethought.
Misery.Its dark,I'm lost,my demonsno longer guide me.Burn a lightand try tofind me.
Empty Pages.You are the perfect story,A plot unfurling from your touch,And poetry in your eyes.You speak with golden glory,Into sentences of hate,And promises of lies.You are the bookI never had the words to write.
You Kill Me the Way Books Do.You are all literatureis to me,your mind encompasses thebeautyof the whole earth.Your gentle eyesnarrate the greatest storynever told,and your ivory touchwrites the perfect poem.When you smile you area prince,adorned by golden crowns.When you cry you becomethe tragic hero,the martyr of the play.You are all the wordsthat fill each book,and I am the humble readerjust wishing you knew Iexist.
5:17 AMand it's sad to thinkthat if you came backto tear me apartagain,i'd let you.
How Love Works.I neverfell in love withyou,you neverfell in love withme.Your demonsfell in love withmine,my demonsfell in love withyours.
sweet dreams and summer storms.and as you gently drift awayto sleepthat drumming sound you hear in the skybeside the rainisn't the thunder you love so much,but the reverberation of my lungs burstingas i scream your name so loudmy throat crumbles.so tell me, dear,how do you sleep?
contrast without the compare.when i look in a mirror,i don't see what i ami see everything i'm notand can never be.
BrokenCan't fixwhat's never been whole.
hauntedour house is hauntedmemories floating like ghostsscreaming without sound
SheShe touched your heart then ripped it outShe broke you like a twigDrank your bloodDrowning in itShe sucked you dryShe left you highShe poisoned your mindShe got inside of your soul and asked for your loveAnd you gave inWillinglyDrinking her, tasting her painGetting within and letting her winYou became her rainSaving rain in the empty dessert that is her heartShe fell apartYou broke her downWith your loveWith your damaged soulWith your poisoned mindYou saved herBy falling in love with the darkest of them all
Truth Can't Be RudeTruth Can't Be Rude, Except If You're Blind.
key wordsI am as old fashioned as that key you dropped into the bottom of the ocean
Lies and the ones who love youThe truth hurts, because lies are a wound.The ones who love you they want to heal it.Your enemies they want to use it.In both cases you feel pain.Don't mistake the ones who love you for enemies.
ShareShare my Breath with your Smile,Share my Dreams with your Light,Share my Dark with your Beauty,Share my Dance with your Fire,Share my Scream with your Silence,Share my Pain with your Flesh,Share my Love with your Eyes.
About WallsIn human history,when a wall falls somewhere,then somewhere else,silently is growing another one.
For The HeartFor The HeartHope Is For The Mind,For The Heart You Need Faith.
SolitudeFrom dusk to dawn,my soul...it lingerscold andalonein this desolate placethat we callreality.Though inhabitedby many,these arebleak andforsaken grounds.I feel thatI'm trappedwith no way out,no escape,no blissawaiting me...Without a future,without a purpose,my yearning soul...it roamsthis earth;this grave...As the darknesscontinues toconsume me...As the numbnessfeeds onthe remnantsof my sanitya littleeach day.
-six word story-kiss me till my sadness melts
Love Me StrangerLove Me Stranger, I See You,Love Me Stranger, I Need You,Love Me Stranger, I'll Leave You,Love Me Stranger; I Know You?
The Girl and the ChildThere was a girlAnd there was childThe girl dreamed of lossAnd the child played until the late hours of the morningThe girl was sad and lonelyAnd the child still clung to everything she hadThe girl was tired and doneAnd the child was afraid to grow upThe girl missed the childAnd the child missed the girlOne day the girl left her heart on the child's doorstepAnd then retreated into the shadowsThe child held it in her handsAnd criedThe child searched for years and yearsBut she found nothingShe finally fell to her knees never to get up againThe girl came out of the shadowsAnd saw the child on the floorAnd she wept until she had no more tearsAnd once she cried her eyes, she laid there beside the childAnd stared into the dark that now consumed herThe girl nodded for mother and laughed for fatherDid for brother and worked for grandfatherBut she cried for herselfUntil no more light shinedAnd she was just another lump on the bedThe girl did not know how unhappy she w
I'm Going NoWhereI'm Going NoWhere, But My Way Is Certain.
If its Truewhen love sings its songand we come along,to dance under the moon and stars.And as love sings its songtogether our hearts will become a key.To not many doors,but one.And if its truetogether we can open this door.To all of it's blissful paradise it has to offer.And together we'll walkthrough it's deep path,surrounded by a forest,listening to love's song along the way. Following it's tune to lead us the way.Till the day the last leaf falls on our path.For some its soon and other's its not.But as we obey the song,we hum along the farewell.But if its true,me and youshall continue,this walkas this path turns and joins to form a new.All the while humming along to our love's song.The forest holding our pathalso holds a lake with flowers in constant bloom.And if it's true,then we are immortalized there.Playing in the sunlit skies,and dancing under the star and moonlit skies. Singing to our loveForever in our blissful paradise.
She's A StarShe's like a star.From earth,The star is calm,So beautiful, so serine.But in realityIt's exploding,It's not calm at all.That's her,Outside, she's'Okay, good, great,'But insideShe's collapsing.
Beautiful ScarsWhen I kissed your scars,I told you:'where once you felt painnow you'll feel love.'And I didn't meanyour skin.
OverRiddenA moment of real passion overrides human existence.There is no past, no end.
Story Time.You are an open bookIn a language that I cannotRead.