Love...

As I Lie Here





As i lie here
Your love haunts me
lies turned into love
Broken, Stepped on
Every touch, Every word you said
Cradling my heart
Broken too many times
          I try...
Putting the pieces back together
Loved for the wrong reasons
    Can i drown
Under these lies
  Don't let go?
Baby please,
Hold on tight
Cradle my love
Protect it with a fight
Refusing to accept
The truth
Iv gone...
      Within
        Minds
          Limits
    And
Abandoned
Eternally
Can the floods overcome
The inner most desire
    To kill...
           Yourself
    To relieve...
           The pain
   To dance
On thin threads of life
      One day to break
And be so far away
In this tortuous place
    ...a broken heart
       ...a broken soul
Shattered in my hands
   Cutting my palm
Loved too much
Thinking of you...
  Lying between...
Life and Death

Couches





   Feels like clouds
Feels like hot summer days
  Something sends chills
  Something feels smooth
Smell of ocean and soft mint
      hazed minds
         racing
        speeding
        Its over
        It breaks
         loving
         Caring
         Lied to
     Crumbling down
      Its raining
     Loud thunder
        Its over

Vines





Like vines
wrapped around a tree
my arms find comfort around your body
my nose feels your pulse
as half my face hides in messy hair
im in roots
tangled beneath dirt
i feel the embrace of the warm sun
slithering up my spine
nearly snake like
my heavy heart feels eerie
i thought loving was everything
but so far
its only the touch of skin
 

Those words:

I love you
A statement tossed around like a tattered old football
With less meaning than “well, it looks like rain”
Pairs of deceitful lips have whispered it in my ear
Forced it at me as if it was the key to my bedroom door
But when nothing changed those same sugar-coated lips
Twisted into unforgiving snarls
Took back those words that meant nothing anyway
And left me alone with this silence
Now I’m just waiting for the next player
To throw me that overused football
I love you

PermaFrost

The darkness of this hallway
Has been interrupted
By an illumination
Of a light,
Flipped on by another’s hand,
Grasping into the faintness
That I've never tried to fight.
Looking around
I see a loneliness
That I never knew was there
Until once phantom walls
Caught me a partner in their snare

At last I am no lone traveler,
But we’re surrounded by yellow wood;
An autumn that never seems to fade
Despite how much we wish it could.
This path
Makes the very difference;
The fine lines
Between Left and Right,
Honesty and ignorance.

Silently you ask me questions of consequence
And beg to differ that none can ever exist here,
Your Inquisitions of black and white,
Each answer has a price I can’t afford, my dear.
Damned if we do,
Damned if we don’t,
No deed goes unpunished,
Reaping every seed we’ve sown.

At last I am no lone traveler,
But we’re surrounded by yellow wood;
An autumn that never seems to fade
Despite how much we wish it could.
This path
Makes the very difference;
The fine lines
Between Left and Right,
Honesty and ignorance.

The lines become frayed,
The fantasy exists only in sleep,
The hallways to our bedrooms
Hold all the expiation's that we seek.
Each path we take
Crosses one another’s
In more ways than one,
Desperately wondering where yours finally ends
And where exactly mine begun.

At last I am no lone traveler,
But we’re surrounded by yellow wood;
An autumn that never seems to fade
Despite how much we wish it could.
This path
Makes the very difference;
The fine lines
Between Left and Right,
Honesty and ignorance.

I’ll choose left
And you can choose right
In any case
I’ll leave the light,
I’ll leave on the light.

My Mind's  A Sea...



My lovely dark night sky,
If only you could view
Through a porthole, into my head
You'd see why I can't love you

Deep, black murky water
Filled with memories,
Death wishes, tears and hate
Void of hope's glimmering

A confused mass of emotion
Swirls atop this sea
Along with a broken sailboat
Reading S.S. Here's My Dreams

Dismembered human hearts
Can be found amongst the waves
Torn apart by my cruel hand
Floating in their eternal graves

I fear for you, my love
And the pain I have in store,
For you is quite inevitable
Still yet, you ask for more...

The butterfly





As a young boy I chased a butterfly.
Trying to catch it again and again.
My grandpa watched me doing this.
Since it couldn't catch it, I got really angry at it
and I tried to kill it.

My grandpa came to me and told me:
"Boy, the butterfly wants to be free.
If you catch it, it will die.
But if you let it free it can come back to you
and be more beautiful than ever."

I grew up and eventually I fell in love.
I chased her, trying my best
to be the guy to fall in love with.
But as I confessed, she turned me down.

My feelings were hurt and
I got really angry at her
and I thought of ways to hurt her feelings,
as she had hurt mine.

My grandpa, living with us,
came to me and asked me:
"Do you still remember the butterfly you tried to catch?
You couldn't do it and became angry.
You tried to hurt it.
Today you are just the same.

Love wants to be free.
If you try to catch it, it dies.
But if you let it free,
there is a chance, that it will come back to you,
more beautiful than ever."

In my arms


The rain was falling in the night,
we sat together and you cried,
you were in love with him so long,
I consoled you, I felt so wrong.

Your tears were falling down as well,
I went trough heaven, you trough hell.
You grabbed my hand, I grabbed your arm.
You were so cold, I felt so warm.

Your heart was broken and destroyed,
I felt so bad, yet overjoyed
to feel you in my arms, so weak.
Your soul was frozen and so bleak.

You looked me in the eye and I
couldn't help but also start to cry.
I pressed your head against my chest,
so you could lay it down and rest.

My heart was broken and destroyed,
I felt so bad, I felt so void.
To see you smile, I'd gladly die,
but I would only see you cry.

Coming Home


Tears are flowing like a river
as I slowly drive along.
Roadside flowers start to wither
as I finally come home.

Not a curve on this barren road,
years went by and I grew old.

If you'd show my past self to me
I'd hardly recognize, I'd hardly see.
The young couple who had left this house
is coming home, but not the spouse.

As everything I left, is still here,
I once again do miss you, Dear.

I want the memories to never fade,
I want to live inside them. I can not wait
to come to you, hold you tight.
A curve approaches as I say goodnight.

Love's Cliche

Once, we fucked every chance we could
like two turkeys
a skinny one and a fat one
hammer and tong
riding a last chance train
beating a non-stop tune
the night before Thanksgiving

Now I hunger after the thinnest peck
our habits icy familar
see-sawing moods
on a donkey clock of contempt
braying for space
to lick our wounds in separate rooms

Once,
you'd rush to spirit me away
anywhere and everywhere--
we'd damn our souls to hell & back
and when we couldn't find heaven
for two bits and a dream
we'd make it for ourselves

In the distance
I hear the fading sound of I love you's
and watch the mask of your passion
slipping by the day
when somehow once,
those words seemed all they meant
& we were happily content
to stay in love
with love's cliche

Love something to believe in are you serious what fucking air are you breathing but I am not your judge and I’m far from perfect cause every woman I had I thought she was worth it not her heart but that feeling in between all because one bitch just wasn’t what she seemed I even had thoughts about marrying this dream I never even felt her and s that’s funny cause it stings I heard everybody got that pussy but me and you was my girl damn you mean but I’m only me why try and compete with a whole team that’s alright when moved I got all of your home girls pussy yep and I got away clean mission accomplished only one love leads this compass father forgive me and anyone else that’s unconscious

Bold
Constant
Amazing
Worth Cursing
Worth Praising
It Baptizes Pain
If its true it is worth saving
It's spoken of in scriptures
We all lose sight sometimes but we find it in struggles and pictures
It's compassion finds all the pieces slays demons and beast's all the same
Your weakness for desires will make you say it in vain

Anything