Falling Forward in the grand scheme of things

A love like summer in a scene that says it all..
The only words we need to hear are the echoes of our dreams.
Gliding acrossed the floor like lip gloss in the mirror..
Falling toward the door,
but God knows not in fear..
a restless, everlasting silence in a timeless autumn clearing..
our hearts romancing what a life-time spent apart could not diminish..
a whisper in my hand, i hold up in my open palm..
brushing it acrossed your cheek as i take in your sweet serenity..
the fibrous tendrils of a life worth dying for.
the low resounding melody of an angel worth living for..
for the unspoken joys have already played their part in the life of a girl worth falling for..
may the true pleasures of life
be those that fill our hearts with the sounds
of what we've always been waiting for...

alleged self-sympathy

Paste the sand back into glass...
Stare at me through it and tell me who I am.
This is a lifetime...
You took away
My innermost feelings cascading down the drain.
Your hands tremble as your heart . .
skips . .
stops . .
tick, tock . .
tick, tick, tick!!!
six-hundred-sixty-six stitches can't fix this!
Can't cure the sickness! . .
dwelling in my wrists.
Clouded eyes like blood-shot slits
Your attempts at ammends are all in vane!
As the sky pours blood and it starts to rain
I'm there with an umbrella throwing roses on your grave.
She spent a life-time trying . .
to no avail . .
All the while dying,
not to fail
in life
but to live to the fullest.
Taking one last stride to full-fill ME!!!
Tripping . .
tumbling . .
into her grave.
Upon her . .
merry . .
little way.

The untimely misgiving

cast into my eyes,
A disauthenticicated grin from the hollow black depths of your wicked soul.
Your a fraud and it seeps right through...
your melting, withering, distorting eyes
I cant trust a liar! Even one who speaks the truth!
You fix your abused and broken gaze upon a chalk white face
with the blood red eyes that lust for your sweet veins.
No use begging for redemption,
No use trying to sleep at night
No use trying to speak
with your lips crusted shut
from the gallons of blood you drank to quench your lechery!
These ashes are the inevitable prophecy...
foretelling the destruction of mankind.
a haunting
looming
impending
Fate!
These premonitions shall unwind

End of Year Doldrums

Sitting by my lonesome self
In my dark corner, on a dusty shelf
The love I had for all my friends
Has come to an all-too-jagged end
I once had what I now desire
But as of late I'm worn and tired
Does anyone out there have care for my feelings?
A corpse on a rope, hanging limp from the ceiling.
A dashboard that's laden with shrapnel and glass...
Blood pours from my neck like wine from a flask!
Desperate hands reach for what none can grasp
Her shattered evening...
so longed for, so mourned
My ninth of December,
Her nothing more...................

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To speak of all the beauty past these twisted empty walls
To sit in a corner at the dead end of those halls
The swadows crouched in silence on the edges of your lips
so lonely...
this life...
as the light leaves the sky.
In the dark on a mid-summer's night as I cry
glowing embers reflect and refract as they spy
on the demon in waiting with scarlet red eyes
like voices that come from the hounds in disguise.
If the hate sha'n't surrender and fold in her cards ne'er shall I!

If and When

Sitting on a black throne
Bleeding in a corner
A steel blade
An hourglass
Decay speaks in a monotone
Torture tossed her last goodbye
Through my open
Bedroom door
The lies that have been sewn right through
Occurring even…
More and MORE!
The beauty and her shadow, grey,
The jealousy, the cries in vain!
You never thought I tried!
To tell you…
So then you had to die!
I hate you…
The wailing wind outside!
The window…
Screaming to the night!
Calling you…
Was really my desire to show you…
The broken part I died to give you…
A slashed-to-ribbons memory…
Of lying next to you.

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. . .