My heart is like a paperclip
Flexible but tough
It will bend and hold its shape
But play with it too much
And it will break
Blood pumps
Pumps...
Pumps...
And stops
Love...and paperclip hearts
To the end of the Earth I fly.
To the end of the Earth I seek.
I feel.
I weep.
No end until I bend to breathe.
A mirage of another reality.
I shroud in misery.
My light was taken from me.
Magic lies cold.
Nature spoils before me.
Forever trapped in a foolish glance.
Where can I go to feel my strength?
Is there no place for me to hide?
To the end of the Earth I seek.
I understand your anger.
I understand your pain.
Though the way you're going about this.
Is entirely insane.
You tell me one thing.
To punish for the other.
Leaving me spoken, broken.
To talk to my mother.
Talk to you.
You'll help me through.
What exactly.
Did that mean to you?
There was nothing to be helped with.
I had not been deceptive.
You asked, I did.
I was entirely receptive.
So, bend me, break me.
Take all I have.
Bring me down.
Just try to halve.
I have done no wrong.
I will be stolen from proudly.
I will be silent, for I am free.
You will be angry, unbridled and loudly.
Just know, that you have nothing meaningful that you can take from me.
Three hot tears rolled down my face
and I think they were what's left of you.
The sky darkened as we drove home.
Somehow, even the locusts knew not to chirp.
In the damp grass the ants did not stir.
I guess that's the trouble with memory.
It makes things static,
makes them malleable,
makes them like
one of those stress-relief stones that you carry in your pocket
and rub with your thumb when you're feeling
lonely or anxious,
all the while boring a whole straight through.
You were solid but not designed to give strength.
You were my favorite mountain.
Nobody could replace you--
Except a new version of yourself.
But even in your Everestine heights,
I did not know you.
A mountain, yes--that is what he must be!
I would have preferred a man,
because when I fell down
you could not bend to catch me.
I hope you eventually forgive me
when I make myself happy outside of your shadow,
but the whisper of a new light
is enough
to call me out.
As we pull into the driveway, I slip silently onto my feet.
You're alone
Along the beaten path
You go
It's cold
The winter wind
Has blown in
The wolves announce
Their presence
Howling hunger
The trees bend
And tremble
A raven
For a moment
Covers the night
In a veil of ink
Absolute darkness
One foot
In front of the other
"How long now?
How long has it been?
Where is home?
How do I get there
From here?"
Only the cold
Dead breeze
And shaken trees
Respond to your cries
And the loneliness
Sets into your soul
You're already home
My sweet child
Welcome back
.
Projecting doubt,
whilst trapped within
a soul that bears
weight of curtained flesh,
I bend thy brow
in awe of Scarlet Frost.
My body buckles,
showering her grave
salts from a mottled mask,
now steeped in penance.
I drain and drift away,
selfishly bringing to fruition
the thousand deaths we suffered
before we lost.
Wherein the heart chose
the haven of silent tongues,
one with blood to burn
entertained a demon throng,
slipping the gates of sanity
for that of fantasy
at so incredible a cost.
-Mark Lach
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PnG1nVkuEmM
...slitting my throat and wrist at a lover's grave...
Lost in a world shrouded in plague
All the angels bend down to caress the forsaken
And their tears fall as they say farewell
But I believe, I believe I'll survive
In a world of shattered bonds and
A symphony of incinerating bones
All the screams would fade in an instant
And the scene would end so sublime
This time tomorrow, this time tomorrow
Who knows where we'll be
This time tomorrow, this time tomorrow
I'll be down to my last pair of legs
This time tomorrow, this time tomorrow
I'll be dead or a alive but I have faith
This time tomorrow, this time tomorrow
All the paths will collide
A dream of life encounters all my wildest dreams
And my imagination starts running with the herds
All the choirs in my mind point to the one option
And it becomes as simple as breathing
All the cries of the lions in the night
All the dead in their coffins stirring
In the end it's all beautiful
Because the angels start singing
And suddenly it came over my heart
And all the demons starting fleeing
I found the way out of my life
And then I ran back in without a doubt in my head
Everything becomes so clear
And it reverberates from my head to my toe
It becomes my being and every essence around me
Nothing was ever so quiet to enter my life
This time tomorrow, this time tomorrow
Who knows where I'll be
This time tomorrow, this time tomorrow
I'll be on my last pair of legs
This time tomorrow, this time tomorrow
I'll be dead or alive but I'll still have faith
This time tomorrow, this time tomorrow
It will be as easy as breathing
And I started to hear it again
But this time it wasn't breath-taking
And it started to scream at me
It's voice was crystal ice
And every angel and devil came again
"If the key should bend
backwards from the hole
the room was never yours."
It's funny how the world comes full circle, the ones closest to you are the ones that hurt you..
Looking towards the sky but were all destined for the dirt, you have to play to win bend the rules slightly..
Ill stay if you're in i promise to hold you tightly..cuz it's us against the world my precious baby girl..
Pressure makes diamonds and time creates pearls..patience is a virtue I have no problem waiting..
But the more time that passes I sense your feelings fading..
The distance created a rift, separate ways were sure to drift but I'd do about anything just to save this shit..youre in my dreams take that trip..
A long shot maybe, but my walls dropped baby..been on the bottom for so long when I make it to the top will you call me maybe?
Call me crazy for wanting the impossible, I just want you to want me lady if that ever was possible..
From your dreams I mean never would I stop you boo..burst at the seams you see your doubts are what's stopping you..
Support your cause against all odds..battle tested warrior my stories in my scars..
Some self inflicted but every stories exquisite, from the darkest days I've had glad you weren't here to witness..
Your thoughts of me would have most definitely shifted..I promise I'm a different man..
I'm changed honest, I'm on to a different plan..something greater than I've ever dreamed..going to get it the right way I'm so done with schemes..
Turning a new leaf you know what I mean? Don't judge a book by its cover its not always what it seems..
Aggravation setting in I swear I could scream.. But tell me what to do to get you here with me..
Let the warmth fill you
Through and through,
And feel the chains that bound you
Bend, break,
And set you free.
Let yourself soar endlessly
Through poppy-scented skies
And feel the stars shine
Into every crevice of your skin.
Now,
Do you remember why
You fell in love
With the words of the syringe?
Please,
Listen,
You are not broken.
This world,
This pain,
It 'll work
Itself out.
You gotta
Trust me.
One day
You will
Be
Un
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To
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