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Sea's Weary PassengerDrifting slowly in the sea
Tossed around between its highs
At night frost creeps over my body
Engulfing me in a coffin of ice.
Morning comes to resurrect me
Warming my chilled bones
Rescuing me from my frozen grave.
Barbwire wrapped in cotton
The sun's precious rays that saved
Me from the cold burns my salted flesh
Picked and bashed apart by the bi-polar waves
I'm not graced with the option of death.
My salty flaked skin is peeled
By the passing birds. Only to
Skin and birds. A dance
Of fool and food
No land has opened arms to me to
Give me rest.
The ocean's violent arms caress me
Leaving bonds of bruises.
I pass by many islands and watch them go by
Will no land harbor me to safety?
Your Only DollYou dug your fingers into my
Skin. Forcing your way deep into
An empty shell full of disintegrated ashes
Sewing broken pieces together.
You didn't care if they fit.
Your favorite toy.
Lighting fires to
Keep you warm from
The frozen wasteland you
Hid inside your burning body.
Look at your disfigured masterpiece.
Tell me do you like what you see?
A smile will creep from under your
Splintered lips unveiling fractured teeth
You don't like what you see.
You laugh as you burn my insides
To ashes. Tomorrow we'll play again
Sometimes I wish I wasn't your
Puddle To Dark AbyssDark mud puddles
The exhausts of
World that hacks
Clogs its throat.
Black chunk of grime
Corrupting streets with
Black smudge fingerprints.
Leaving coal tracks across my lungs.
Throwing a velvet smear of smoke that guides my
Wandering mind to a safe world
Filled with glass, behind it is displays of wonderful
Plays of tragedies in poetic form.
All to seduce my ears
So my eyes can wander, even farther to
Swirls of light
Setting up paths for
My tired eyes to follow
Its safe, I swear.
My last tie to reality is a sli
Naked In OblivionSo beautiful in your naked
You hung shadows in your
Like the black curtains we
Use to hang in my
Room. To block the
Sun from hitting us.
Go ahead and sleep longer
In your pretend shadow
So beautiful in your naked
But its difficult to stand in front of
You, knowing your eyes can
Never reach my face that
Is always covered in light
With shadows in your eyes you're
So beautiful in your naked
Fog FilledThe girl with light grey eyes
Telling tales of being lost
In stormy skies.
She wouldn't believe
All the stories we told her
Of calm seas.
And clear skies.
We tried to share tales
With her of fogless nights.
But she couldn't see past the
Clouds she keeps
In her eyes.
Or the fog
She hides herself in.
She wraps herself in clashing
Bruising her own body to protect herself from
The hands outside her chaotic storm.
Wondering FingersRaised on delusional belief
Of deranged cerebral chess games
Forging memories into myth.
Behind the curtain is a puppet master
Reminding me that I'm not an illusion
Ramming their rancid fingers
Into my head.
Deliriously caressing the frantically
Running thoughts trying desperately
To flee the on coming crash
Your wondering fingers slither their way
Through my soul, corroding the crumbling
Walls of a rapidly deteriorating city.
Abandoned after many years of thought.
Protector Of the WeakProtector of the weak
He stood above the world
Intervening where it's needed the most.
Up on his cloud he watched the world
People infest. Infesting the streets, drilling into
Her core to drain the very blood that flows through us.
This man stayed on his cloud as the wars waged on
He hid from the rape and murder of countless people.
The one day he fell from his cloud. Into a starving world
Filled with fading daylight.
He staggered though this decomposing place
Hoping to see a world worth saving
He stumbled into a beaten down bar
Where a ringed man reached into his
Wallet for a lady in red.
Soon people crowded him cursing him for turning
His back on them when they needed him most
Bewildered he fell to his knees knowing he just
Stones showered him with eroded affection
Wiping the blood from his mouth as he stood surrounded
By the masses.
He did find something to save after all
Stripping the world of the core of its infection
Not a person in sight as he w
Washing MadnessMadness sets in like ash settling
Down as the smoldering coals die,
Or like the wretched smell of a rotten core
Left on the sidewalk to decay.
Just like a child waiting to be fed
The hungry grows with impatient sounds
Demanding more right now,
Straining and bleeding thoughts
Of warm water flowing over worn
Washing away the past events
Its all a part of just
Selfish Desert CloudsHe chipped tears off marble statues and kept them in a patch pocket in the shape of a smiley face.
His shoestrings were cut right down the middle but he claimed they still held tight.
I couldn't stare at him for long before I got lost in tracing the wind swept scars in the shape of infidelity.
His eyes were polluted from witnessing hurricanes but I found it more like wandering a cracked, arid desert with selfish clouds refusing to surrender the tiniest drop of rain.
I met him once and I never need to meet him again.
Within TemptationThe lonely sit on the balcony
Staring into darkened skies
Remembering those unwanted feelings
Staring into a faded memory
Every lie burned into my skin
Breathing in the cold air
Giving into the temptation
Wishing to love you here
Sufficating in this tension
All the color fades from your face
Seeing you shed so many tears
And I didn't care
Holding you in my arms for so long
Each minute killing me faster
Praying you'd let me go
Still in the moment
Why my mind is frozen in you
Not being able to stop the feeling
Because you never want it to end
I can feel my senses fade away
Never wanting to love you
And being forced to share it
Not wanting my heart to stop when I feel you behind me
Sitting on the edge of an evanescent fantasy
The kiss of death and permantent hell
And I can't stop
I can't run from it forever
Remind me why it's worth it all
To sacrifce my sanity for you
Together in this beautiful nightmare
All of these memories keep me here
A deadly affair we can't seem to end
ReassuranceHearing your voice,
Is like breathing in the summer warmth.
It reminds me of the times you whispered in my ears,
More distracting than all the music in the world.
And I wouldn't miss it for anything in the world,
To be with you as time takes its turn.
And when everything comes to an end,
We would've written our own story of love.
love in returnI remember trailing my kiss down your body
For the hundredth time in one night,
Asking you to lay still,
And receiving the most mind numbing kiss of my life.
I love the way you kiss me,
The ways you hold me,
The times you bestow me with pure love,
And affections people can only dream of.
So next time I'm going to catch you in a kiss,
To show you how much I love you,
How much I want you,
And how much you mean everything to me.
Curled Up in the Scent of YouI'm all curled up in the scent of you
And the way it hangs in the air
Long after you've gone
It's your sweetness and warmth
And the smile in your eyes
The set of your mouth
And the fall of your hair
It holds me when you're far away
Gathers me up and keeps me still
It's your whisper
And the crook of your neck
The curve of your arm
And your measured breath
I'm all curled up in the scent of you
And the promise that hangs in the air
Long after you've gone
the memory of a strangerSeeing your face,
Each time I walk by that place,
Where we started to fall apart,
So long ago,
Do you remember still?
Flowers had colors,
And we were still friends,
Back when my smiles were real,
And I believed what you said,
Now it's all dark,
There's no color left,
The only thing you left behind,
Was the beautiful rain.
The crimson liquid is over it all
And in the middle
Of the once snowy room
My body beaten
My heart torn out
And shattered in to a thousand pieces
Plus a thousand
And I've just been left to die
My breath comes staggered
And I'm trying my hardest to stay alive
When I really want nothing more than to close my eyes
Cry myself to sleep
And never wake up again
But then I hear a voice
From somewhere outside what I once called my solace
Down the long hall
Away from my broken sanctuary
I hear the approaching footsteps
And then they stop outside my door
This then slowly opens
And I see your figure
I close my eyes
Not wanting to be hurt again
But I can't help myself
I hear you shuffle across the room towards me
And I hear you crouch next to me
Timidly I open my eyes
And stare up into yours
I can feel you staring through me
I've been exposed
And someone can see all of me
But for once
I'm not afraid
I know I should b
WishI came out of the shower today,
And smelled you in the air.
I missed you then,
So I clung to the scent with my eyes closed and smiled.
It's just the smell of shampoo,
Some warmness and a memory of you.
But it's enough for me to almost wish,
That I could teleport a thousand miles just to be with you.
from me to youI heard somewhere,
Maybe from a strange man,
Or an old friend,
That everything has a balance,
And things are made for a reason,
They're all meant to be broken,
They're all meant to be read,
Are meant to be friends,
Are meant to leave our lives,
Is meant to be lived,
By who we are.
Bitter Sweet ReliefSweet images plague my dreams
Granting me a chance of escape
But taken away with whirls of screams
Throwing me back into my realm of reality
My eternal punishment is a secret not unknown.
To martyrdom those suffering for their sins to be
Written in vines of flames that will forever weave throughout
Their revived withering bodies.
Forever in pain but they will never die.
I watch them as they beg. I feel and feed
Off of their pain.
But none of their pain is strong enough to cover mine.
Just one little distraction, one small fix.
Like a drug that keeps your thirst barely quenched.
Their velvety pain washes over my body and in that
Moment mine leaves me.
Just a moment.
A moment longer,
Angelic pictures rush through my dream
Providing me with a moment of escape
But only for a moment.
Sweet images that plague my dreams
Why do you haunt me the most?
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