I long for the night, To escape And delve into my dreams. I long for the night, When I can sit in silence, With a peace of mind. I long for the night, To be surrounded by An inescapable gloom. I long for the night, When I can be free. To return back to Me… Continue reading I Long for the Night.
Often, We do not see Our own wounds healing. But, With patience Time does. Time watches tears of pain, Dry out to grins of hope. Thoughts of low, Surge upwards Into ideas of love. Only time blesses us, With growth. And those dark moments, Will be outshined By all the days of satisfaction, You'll have… Continue reading Healing in time.
Fingers cold, stained with dirt. Dug through the mud. Split skin and torn nails; cut. Your coffin spilled my blood. Only silence is my return. I am robbed, depraved. Only my feelings burn. Staring at your grave. Why should I beg? When you can no longer answer. My thoughts spiral, Lingering question fester. I am… Continue reading Your Coffin.
The weapons of a Holy Knight. Bound in honor, Contrived with truth, Forged by bone. Made to breach, My moonlit armor. His rays of light. Seek to pierce My hardened shields, I cast in stone. His target is, A somber heart. Beating in silence, Kept in the dark. The battlefield shines, With points of stars,… Continue reading Moonlit Armor.
Betraying thoughts succumb to, Broken promises. Creating white lies so loud, There's no escape. Screaming, raging, taunting. Your future is laughing at you, You've become nothing except; A pool of unshed tears, Rippling towards uncertainty.
Nothing burns as painful, As not speaking, To someone Who you could spend Hours and even days Chatting to. I can scream, But it doesn't matter, If you can't hear it. No conversation, Compares, To the words We used to share.
My world is formed by words, Letters to a symphony. I create, And I destroy. Lives that were meant to be, Fall to my mercy. I can rule, And I can conqueror. I inspire; Fear and dreams and laughter. My pen is a weapon, No sword can master.
You were too bipolar: Like a tornado, You tore me apart. But when you left, I cried, to feel the wind, Of your storm. You were too selfish; Like a flickering light, I craved your guidance. Even when, You no longer shined. You were too broken; Like jagged glass, Even when you cut me, I… Continue reading Everything.
It's a power, And a curse. My name on your lips. I can be your strength, And your weakness. My name on your lips. A home, And a loss. My name on your lips. I will nourish, Yet you starve, With my name on your lips.
Rose, Was the color of her cheeks. When she couldn't speak, What her heart was feeling. Her eyes were as blue, As an oceans storm. Calm beneath, But waters raging. Fire burned, Inside her soul. For a desire of chaos, The mundane fading. She dreamt of love, And she spoke of change. She wished for… Continue reading Rose.