Submissions by Desolation

I wanted to study her from A to Z,
Gather all the facts,
Add more to her,
Subtract her insecurities ,
Multiply her reasons to smile,
And divide her walls.
I understood her anatomy,
But I wanted to dissect her,
So when time came for the biology,
People from her past would be untold history.
See to the dumb ones,
She was AP/Honors.
With the mental challenge she presented me,
I became fond of her.
I spent many nights trying to understand her formula.
She wasn't the type for the spotlight,
We were both bad when it...

This piece cast a line from insomnia to morning
My cries and pleads for sleep left miserably disappointing
All the lost dreams I don't have the pleasure of joining
To rest these weary thoughts away, the ones that knock the ones that stay
From social butterfly to an introverted type of guy
A scary time for the darkest thoughts come at night
But run away and hide at the first sign of morning light
Asking myself the question if it's better to live or die
Because being sleepless every night exhausted and tired is no way to feel alive
A terrible...

Sitting alone as time keeps flowing
this pain in my chest just keeps growing
unable to sleep with nightmares still showing
The feelings I feel and words I'm voicing
simply a mess, completely disappointing
End it all here or suffer on, conflicted
wounds to my body to which I inflicted
I do it to myself, you won't be complicit
So I continue my words and I keep on sitting
Finishing up my thoughts I keep them listed
for whoever arrives and comes to bare witness
to the body that fell from quite a long distance

It took me years to put up this wall
But in an instant you made it fall
Stumbling in so easily
I fell in love with you secretly
Wanting to show what I could do
To never lie and always be true
Holding you tight, close and near
Never ever having to fear
Of being sad or feeling lonely
You are the girl, my one and only
Deny your desire and say it can't be, but I won't let these walls come between you and me
Quit trying to change my mind
My heart is forever true
There is nothing I would rather do
Than spend the rest of my life loving you

A little long night doesn't make him feel so he's going to have to do the rest.
Unable to speak, his heart broken, wrenched.
Dining upon the misery to which she did inflict.
Wasted and dark the insides of his chest.
His creative mind complex was all that was left.
What must he do?
When will it end?
It began once he picked up his pen.
He wrote his farewell and put the gun to his head.
Smiling he said, "this is all that there is".