There is only one way
for us to be
A few ways
for us to almost be
And infinite ways
for us to be
complete and
total chaos.
Sep 6, 2023
Sep 6, 2023 at 4:20 PM UTC
Wilt thou never more lay your eyes upon me?
Nights love ritual sadly remembered
only to awaken existing now.
In post ****** blissful dreams I linger.
Ethereal tears drop no fewer then forever
yet this savage mockery begins,
coming like kisses softly smothering.
Eternal rain is now on my parade.
I lost somewhere up in the terrible sky.
Sad force of habit this waiting for death
till I bleed this cavity heart pale blue.
Damning this short lived blind affair with love
while ending against this stab I lean upon me.
Figure in death at least this body will rest.
Dec 17, 2011
Dec 17, 2011 at 1:58 AM UTC
Single pink flower
innocent until proven guilty
soft in waiting
Siren of Ocean's wet song
loves to linger in
post *********** bliss
inviting temptress of illusion:
Slayer, heed caution and
kneel before entering Devil's Hollow
Dec 17, 2011
Dec 17, 2011 at 1:56 AM UTC
So it starts another day to get over.
I don't mind losing myself anymore.
Bathed in your invisible universe I fall.
I can't be here and break the million walls between us,
only thing left to do is suffer with ourselves.
What if we could touch down in a beautiful space you and I?
What if we could find our heads in between the drops of rain?
What if we could reach out over the endless galaxies
And cut open the heart of all our possibilities?
There you are at the tips of my fingers.
No way to pull back what my heart needs.
I can't help the empty that fills me up,
This world is not enough.
A thousand wishes are thrown into black.
Tell me could you feel the day when my heart collapsed?
From a distance I dreamed up the perfect
And still it's not enough to sustain me,
When every angle shows traces of suicide.
Maybe someday someway I pray perhaps
You'll feel my heart as it collapsed.
I was suffering long before you came
Just so happened you were suffering too.
Dec 17, 2011
Dec 17, 2011 at 1:47 AM UTC
Interpenetrating your cosmic tree
if I am to survive this visionary fancy
With my ever existent images
we skip contemplative thought
and descend into The Divine Abyss
Dec 17, 2011
Dec 17, 2011 at 1:46 AM UTC
Let's dance upon the
heads of fools
let's scream on forth
till we bleed through
the Sun my dress
your head in Mars
we'll swing below
the sultry stars
let's bleed till blue
let's follow through
under the weight
of the sweet pale moon
Dec 17, 2011
Dec 17, 2011 at 1:45 AM UTC
Love in tangled branches that are my arms.
Trapped in eternal even that is my space.
Tranquil within heaven's celestial song that is my voice.
Dec 17, 2011
Dec 17, 2011 at 1:43 AM UTC