Burning

Burning

 

You press your cold stone icy lips

to my warm sweet soft smile

and firmly I'm in your grasp

with no air left in my chest,

you leave me breathless

every time we touch

with every passionate kiss

there's not a second when you're not on my mind

and when we are apart my heart aches.

Every time you stare deep into my eyes

I feel like you're reading right into me

and I melt within as the blood pools

in my cheeks warming there with a glow

and heats my body, instinctly I want your touch.

I'm burning from the inside out

because I need your touch now you're the one

I can't go on living without.

Death of Tomorrow

Death of Tomorrow

 

The death of tomorrow

brings my soul great sorrow

and so I must ask myself

why am I in this mode of stealth.

The death of yesterday

brings my soul pain today

and so I begin to ask him

why is life so dark and dim.

He stares deep into my soul

and it's there I see what he's stole

A single tear escapes me

and I am all but free.

And so the death of my past

is but a reflection that will last

and so I ask everyone around,

would you forget me when I'm down.

Stand Still

Stand Still

 

The depths linger in this darkness

which surrounds me all too closely,

blank stares prick my skin regardless

making the nights seem all too lonely.

 

Personified the time stands still,

remarkable crystal running water

reaching down the rocks with ease

with your presence time has altered,

grasping moments you couldn't seize.

Until the day comes crawling over hill,

mountainous winds makes this time stand still.

 

And though I long to breathe

in this crisp air that tastes so heavy,

long with the ocean's salty breeze,

for these crystalline rocks miss me.

 

Strong to the ground and stand

still to the moist moss emerald,

reaching forth take thine hand

breaching limestone's threshold.

 

Standing still against these minerals,

toes wiggle and sparkle like quartz,

time passing clouds toll intervals,

remaining I stand still in all sorts miss me.

Red Gem

My heart, yes this one, it resides cold beating in my chest.
My hand, yes my left, a heart sits on my second last finger.
Hearts all over but with each heart on my body,
just reminds me how lonely the only important one is.

Never been one to grow attached to things or anyone,
and I was a fool to think that nothing could go wrong,
with how alone I've always been, I thought I was at home
but when I fell in love, I couldn't be anymore wrong.

And now I feel so very alone when I was alone before
that loneliness could never compare to this
I cant cry no longer, for my heart can't keep up with this,
With confidence I pack my stuff and close the door.

I've got nothing left inside of my chest for now
and once these hearts mend to the shining red gems,
with my tears unshed no longer falling from my eyes.
My life will fall into place and begin its everlasting hems.

I often find myself here thinking about these past lulls,
how my hems were hemmed and a new story in their place
growing tall it seems like I'm gazed upon castle walls,
and I feel stuck, for my past has still the strong embrace.

Fighting to what's to come of me next,
struggling and fighting for air.
Moving forward seems lethal out of context,
but my strides stress and suppress each step fair.

I gaze upon my hand and pulling my thoughts,
immediately a smile stretches across my red full lips.
I have been his all along just avoiding this path, which fits,
It's you, all along that has already had me caught.

Poison

How do I change the course I'm on
with each twist and turn,
with each decision
how do I not burn
those who love me
and care most,
how do I not hurt them
for how black I feel
today and every day.

Burying myself on this path,
for I've seen it before,
should I try to change,
I do daily.
to lead me estrange,
but ever familiar
to make the same
broken mistake
all over again.

I hate for who I am,
some days,
which lead me different ways,
but somehow
someway I go unchanged.
fearing what I'd hate to become,
taking, hurting others
for what I am,
who I am.

So how do I find that path
where I wont be like them,
my blood, its all around me,
I fear the pattern,
which consumes me
controls me, not yet
I am in here fighting
for me, I wont be like them,
for this poison,
it cannot win.

Winter's Embrace

Winter's Embrace

The ice cold flake falls to my porcelain white nose, closing my dark eyes hidden underneath long lashes, I cringe as the wind stings my cheeks, instantaneously I froze as my ears prick to that ice and powder crunching beneath my toes that I can no longer feel, chilling my back and I shiver.

Continuing my short stride, I walk through the whiteout, to my left, chain linked with ice and snow, far out in this darkness, deep; what were stunning green trees are now frosted thick heavy white branches.

I stop suddenly gazing around, as a branch gives way from it's lingering weight tumbling with a light powdery mist as the snow hits the large bank formed on the ground.

More flakes plunge to the endless white from the low grey ceiling above. Gracely pulling my hood over my head to protect my hair from the flowing flakes I break for the forest, enjoying my time the enticing aloneness for it's what I so deeply love.

Sail's Mast

Sail's Mast

Cool dim lighting surrounds the lonely seats,

I inhale cautiously, filling my lungs with musty air.

I grasp the bar putting up my feet

as I begin to relax in the chair.

In front a familiar coaster appears.

Instinctively my hand hits the counter

and I fight the urge and hide my tears.

I am not myself, seeing the glass, I found her.

Three ice cubes and a green lime wedge,

clink and sparkle like diamonds.

Clear glossy liquid pours down my throat,

slamming the empty glass down to the ledge.

That's where I begin to float,

thoughts that consumed me

surrender and leave me free.

Leaving behind a bill, I walk for the door.

Button after Button, I face the cold,

taking long strides, lacking confidence untold.

Continuing with grace, long and growing sore.

Trying to block the remnants of my past,

but clearly each day the depression consumes me.

One day I'll live like a Sail's strength surely,

gliding the waters of my destructions,

sailing, smoothly, rising strongly,

awaiting the day to see my mast.