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.
Give Me a Portrait.Paint me without aface,because I'm sure youdon't remember mineanyway.
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 to love a boy who is lost.falllike you're jumping from a cliffinto a thrashing sea whose waters you cannot tread,dive into their depths and fill your lungs with waves.just don't close your eyes,because you have to search for him.feel your weight drag you to the bottom,feel the ocean embrace youand don't be afraid of that pounding in your chest.each heartbeat is sonara signal calling him and his calling you.learn to swim nowif you drown you cannot save him.swim to the fallen cities,the submerged castlesand maritime gardens.there you'll find him,lost in thought and studying the fish.i hope you saved some oxygenso you can breathe during the kiss.
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.
where do you fall when you fall in love?i see my voice curl toward the sky in crystal breathsas i stand beneath the stars and ask the gods"where do you fall when you fall in love?"and in the distant thunder roars as zeus clears his throat.lightening strikes to start a fireand in anticipation i sit by the flames as he begins his story."love," he says, "is the beautiful medicationthat we drink to still our pain,but often it is overdosedand we always end up crashinglike a star falling from my sky."as i watch the shadows dance about his faceaphrodite proudly walks to uswith her golden grace and emerald eyes."there's a kingdom," she says with ivory verse, "just below the seaand it awaits young lovers therewhere they drown for all eternity."at the mention of the sea, poseidon falls down to usfrom his chariot atop the cliff and in his booming voice he declares;"and in that cavern the butterflies are drenchedand with heavy wings they cannot flyso they suffocate the lovers."with the quietest gait of a clumsy fox
BrokenCan't fixwhat's never been whole.
hauntedour house is hauntedmemories floating like ghostsscreaming without sound
About WallsIn human history,when a wall falls somewhere,then somewhere else,silently is growing another one.
Truth Can't Be RudeTruth Can't Be Rude, Except If You're Blind.
.love like thunder;make yourself known
My Cell's AwaitingMy Cell's AwaitingMy nightmares were never real,because my nightmares were born of fear.I have no nightmares,for I fear no more,Now all my dreams,are past or gone,There's no hope,There's no fear,I am free,Never so clear,But it's for humanthis damned prison,A cell's awaitingfor no reason.
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.
For The HeartHope Is For The Mind,For The Heart You Need Faith.
I'm Going NoWhereI'm Going NoWhere, But My Way Is Certain.
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
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.
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?
-six word story-kiss me till my sadness melts
The World Is YoursThe world is yours,You know itand I know it,no matter what I'm saying.But don't ask mewhat I would do without you.This world,without you,simply it wouldn't exist.But it would exist another world,better or not, I don't know.But you existand this world existsandThe world is yours.
ConfessionI never really expected us to lastNever truly thought we'd make itCause when I surrendered my heart to youI was fully convinced you'd break it
I Never Was, I'll Never BeI Never Was A Good Whore.I Fall In Love With Poor Guys,but that's ok, I'm Used To MySelf.Once One Of These Guys Was Also In Love With Me.Not From The Beginning,but after the third meetinghe finally accepted our truth.And I was Happy and He was Happy!!!When He was coming To Our Fourth Meeting,he had an accident with his bike.I Never Was A Good Whore.I Never Was,I'll Never Be.
Love Is A WeakNessLove Is A WeakNess
MordredBound to ride to CamelotMordred is my name,Not for me, no Avalon,this war, my future fameThis queen of sin I can't forgive,Arthur shouldn't too,He's a king, he's not a man,it's my turn to rule!Bound to ride to CamelotMordred is my name,Who can doubt my royal blood?Kill the the queen of shame!!!
Story Time.You are an open bookIn a language that I cannotRead.