Wednesday, July 23, 2008

Tradgedy's Farewell Song

I stand by what I said before.
Inhaling the sweet perfume she wore.
Breathing in a whisper. . .
Ingested by her ears I pour. . .
By moonlit beach and stardust shore
Writing the faintest murmur on the deviding void
The air upon eagle's wings we soar.
She stands by what she said before
She wanted this night to mean
something more.
She loves the beauty I so adore
Embrace these lips
This heart is yours
Stricken speechless. . .
My throat is sore
And so I stand by what I said before
I said, "I love you"
Just as forever
and ever I shall
Just as always
and evermore. . .

Dearest Ashes

Staring in awe. . .
Eyes fatigued
My soul bare, and raw
Waiting to bleed
Anticipating pain
and distant screams
of distant broken memories
The shattered moon weaps
on a candlelit december's eve. . .
Driving down this one-way street
In a city that never sleeps
Staring, and listening
in disbelief
Her tongue translating
a world of mystery
Lifting her walls
Showing what lies beneath
An abyss of stars
and one single silver streak
The wind whispers my name
into her ear
It was love's deceit
Which made it hard to believe. . .
That she could simply,
Just disappear

Sunday, June 1, 2008

as I lay me simply to rest my head

Her face is the picturesque eternity in which I bleed
Her eyes I see
Are that which burn my throat with thoughts unspeakable,
splitting my lips as I curse the night
in a masquerade of frustration uncontained by my unforgivable soul.
her beauty of which I speak is the sunset on the autumn's eve.
This monologue is the product of enfatuation, lust, and greed.
Once I have explained. . .
I always fall.
Too damn sad.
She is the world tonight in the iris of summer's eyes.
None can fathom.
None shall comprehend what I desire;
for that is death,
and tonight the world shall weep over another lamb lead to the slaughter
on the chopping block of content.
She is the world tonight in the Iris of summer's eyes.
Tonight the world shall cry
as I take one last look in her venemous eyes,
hold my breath,
lay down and die.

Friday, May 30, 2008

Still Speechless. . .

Sitting in her shadow
Cursing under my breath
Laying down, upon the ground sobbing. . .
I’m under the impression you were busy
Which is why you’ve stopped talking
You’re my rainy day
You’re my pain
My tears
My guilty shame
You’re my overcast day
I’ve lost my map
I’ve lost my way
I’m still speechless
I’m still searching. . .
You were the everything inside
My darkened silver moonlit night
One last breath,
One last December ninth
And the only answer I ever needed
Was, “You don’t have to say anything”
I’m still speechless. . .
I’m still crying. . .
Ever since the following day.

Wednesday, May 21, 2008

Afraid

Teardrops, misery, and lies.
Beads of cold sweat. . .
Running down my neck.
Maybe I'm scared that you'll do it again.
It's not your presence alone. . .
But your essence as well.
This feeling I get
Like falling forward
Every time I see your eyes. . .
Teardrops, misery, and lies
Not because it wasn't beautiful.
Not because it didn't mean the world to me.
Not because you didn't break my heart. . .
It's because I'm afraid! ! ! !
That you'll do it again. . .

Vacancy

As the anger fades
As the fury dies
The heart slows
The pen flies
Acrossed this page
Constructing plots
Making plans.
Along the darkened
Thin red lines
Is where the misunderstanding
The giving up
The giving in makes its mark.
Taking unproductive strolls
Through tunnels of frustration
Say my name. Call for me down dim lit streets
And empty halls
Watch my head not turn
Watch me stop and buckle at my knees
Sobbing and crying as I hit the floor
Watch the pain, the fallen, suffocating heart.
Stop and stare
Turn your back
You cannot bear
To even breathe the same damn air. . . .
As the pale, black haired boy
With the very heart that you destroyed.

By the Swingset

Let this be. . .
The love letter that breaks your heart.
Inside of me. . .
That night meant treachery.
We filled our minds with angelic voices
Protesting and wailing
Their siren's song
She's transfixed.
My ears,
My mind,
My eyes are closed.
Afterward we walk. . .
Breathing in december's night
Headed toward the coffee shop
After still, and still we drive
Into the depths of black crystal sky
Splintered into crystaline grains of purest white light.
In her car. . .
Down by the park. . .
Sitting here. . .
Hand in hand.
arm in arm. . .
Kissing. . .
Kissing. . .
By the swingset.
The love lost forever, the forever in a night.
Hidden in her whisper.
Lost in her lies
She breaks my heart.
In her arms
Between her lips, as we're. . .
Kissing. . .
Kissing. . .
By the swingset.