knightofthechaliceheart

Five years have passed so unbearably slow I thought by now that I could finally let go I walked down an endless series of halls Looking for something that wasn't at all I ran till my lungs burned, but couldn't escape Ran all the way to the other side of the state There is no escape from that fateful day When I leaned in, when she walked away So I have accepted my heart, I've come to grips With the warmth in her smile, the curse in my lips I've died once, but the burial shroud unfurled And I rise, the poet who stopped the world.

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Mar 21, 2016

Mar 21, 2016 at 8:46 PM UTC

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Five years have passed so unbearably slow I thought by now that I could finally let go I walked down an endless series of halls Looking for something that wasn't at all I ran till my lungs burned, but couldn't escape Ran all the way to the other side of the state There is no escape from that fateful day When I leaned in, when she walked away So I have accepted my heart, I've come to grips With the warmth in her smile, the curse in my lips I've died once, but the burial shroud unfurled And I rise, the poet who stopped the world.

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The speedometer read zero for the longest time All things stood still in your eyes and in mine Our hearts stitched together, just beating Our chests pressed tight together, both of us just breathing This love seemed timeless, until you unlocked I heard the dreaded "tik tok, tik tok" And you began to drift While I remained, devastated by the rift One mile per hour, two, ten The world creaks and groans as it starts up again I stand floating in a timeless void Split in half and utterly destroyed I cry and I kick, the tantrum of a child Slowly become an animal, feral and wild There is no more dancing, there is no more twirl Just the death of the poet who stopped the world Without the muse, there is no more starlight Another wall to break me down, knock me out of the fight I lay on the floor, rooted like a tree As the world moves again without me.

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May 6, 2014

May 6, 2014 at 8:31 PM UTC

As the World Moves Again (Without Me)

The speedometer read zero for the longest time All things stood still in your eyes and in mine Our hearts stitched together, just beating Our chests pressed tight together, both of us just breathing This love seemed timeless, until you unlocked I heard the dreaded "tik tok, tik tok" And you began to drift While I remained, devastated by the rift One mile per hour, two, ten The world creaks and groans as it starts up again I stand floating in a timeless void Split in half and utterly destroyed I cry and I kick, the tantrum of a child Slowly become an animal, feral and wild There is no more dancing, there is no more twirl Just the death of the poet who stopped the world Without the muse, there is no more starlight Another wall to break me down, knock me out of the fight I lay on the floor, rooted like a tree As the world moves again without me.

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As my heart's hope ebbs and the pain within flows I wonder how many stitches are required to sew The invisible wound on the inside How am I still alive? With this paralyzed heart? You've left your venom, I'm blinded and bound Your abandonment resounds My soul is sickened by your falseness, But my heart only seems to receive life from your smile Even the quality of my poetry declines I used to be an artist Now it takes all my strength just to stay within the lines Writing no longer medicates, so I turn to the drink Then, in my wretchedness, I cry out to God. Is this my penance for the ones I have wronged? I could write for days on what first captivated Me about you and your life giving warmth But now your betrayal has darkened the best of me To be just like the worst The worst part is, I'm not angry, just broken Vulnerable and dying inside. Will even God save me? I know he is able, I have witnessed his power both in life and in fable Will the sting ever ebb? Will hope ever flow? I'll leave you with that question I have to go.

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May 6, 2014

May 6, 2014 at 8:27 PM UTC

Ebb and Flow

As my heart's hope ebbs and the pain within flows I wonder how many stitches are required to sew The invisible wound on the inside How am I still alive? With this paralyzed heart? You've left your venom, I'm blinded and bound Your abandonment resounds My soul is sickened by your falseness, But my heart only seems to receive life from your smile Even the quality of my poetry declines I used to be an artist Now it takes all my strength just to stay within the lines Writing no longer medicates, so I turn to the drink Then, in my wretchedness, I cry out to God. Is this my penance for the ones I have wronged? I could write for days on what first captivated Me about you and your life giving warmth But now your betrayal has darkened the best of me To be just like the worst The worst part is, I'm not angry, just broken Vulnerable and dying inside. Will even God save me? I know he is able, I have witnessed his power both in life and in fable Will the sting ever ebb? Will hope ever flow? I'll leave you with that question I have to go.

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Consumed by misanthropy A cardio catastrophe Watching hope evaporate In the pit this excavates Paralyzed by the victory Of the incubus caressing you You lean in to kiss a dark mystery This is my final cue My cue to give up and forget destiny Sit in a corner and be less than me I just can't do it, so I'm stuck in this hole Waiting and wondering, losing my soul Clinging to a threadbare hope That will be my hanging rope

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May 6, 2014

May 6, 2014 at 8:22 PM UTC

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Consumed by misanthropy A cardio catastrophe Watching hope evaporate In the pit this excavates Paralyzed by the victory Of the incubus caressing you You lean in to kiss a dark mystery This is my final cue My cue to give up and forget destiny Sit in a corner and be less than me I just can't do it, so I'm stuck in this hole Waiting and wondering, losing my soul Clinging to a threadbare hope That will be my hanging rope

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You make your way across the tightrope of life But you always seem to end up freefalling I want to be the harness to keep you in safety Want to be the blanket that keeps you warm and secure I want to be the laughter that bubbles inside To be the poker stoking the flames of your lust To be the angel that teaches you to fly And the anchor that keeps you standing steady I want to be the whiskey that gets you drunk on love I want to be the jeans clinging to your body I want to be the song singing sweet nothings in your ear Just give me the opportunity I want to be your life blood running in your veins I want to be your water, refreshing your energy I want to be the best friend the brings you joy The lover that brings you completion.

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May 6, 2014

May 6, 2014 at 8:20 PM UTC

I want to be

You make your way across the tightrope of life But you always seem to end up freefalling I want to be the harness to keep you in safety Want to be the blanket that keeps you warm and secure I want to be the laughter that bubbles inside To be the poker stoking the flames of your lust To be the angel that teaches you to fly And the anchor that keeps you standing steady I want to be the whiskey that gets you drunk on love I want to be the jeans clinging to your body I want to be the song singing sweet nothings in your ear Just give me the opportunity I want to be your life blood running in your veins I want to be your water, refreshing your energy I want to be the best friend the brings you joy The lover that brings you completion.

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After the flames consume your soul Will you finally take a drink? Will you quench the thirst that takes its toll? After the embers finally fall Will you decide to take the risk Answer my heart's siren call? Or will the fire caress you? Hide the pain it gives. I guess I have no chance to help you to live. (I have decided not to finish this after 3 years)

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May 6, 2014

May 6, 2014 at 8:17 PM UTC

Alive and Burning 2 (never finished)

After the flames consume your soul Will you finally take a drink? Will you quench the thirst that takes its toll? After the embers finally fall Will you decide to take the risk Answer my heart's siren call? Or will the fire caress you? Hide the pain it gives. I guess I have no chance to help you to live. (I have decided not to finish this after 3 years)

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You cry out from the cracks in the earth Where you're trapped in your personal hell I may not be enough, but for what it's worth I'll try to unlock this inferno cell I'm so frustrated my screams could shatter Everything I thought I knew Why the **** is it that my dreams must scatter Like the shards of what was once true You're in the prison as I unlock the door To see your skin licked by flame I offer water, but to my horror You seem to be enjoying the pain You're being burned alive in here I cry and scream and try so hard But you just smile as you slowly incinerate And leave me alone in the dark You see through the eyes of the truly determined I don't have a choice but to step aside Though I can't bear living without you, I've learned That I'm just along for this horrible ride.

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May 6, 2014

May 6, 2014 at 8:15 PM UTC

Alive and Burning

You cry out from the cracks in the earth Where you're trapped in your personal hell I may not be enough, but for what it's worth I'll try to unlock this inferno cell I'm so frustrated my screams could shatter Everything I thought I knew Why the **** is it that my dreams must scatter Like the shards of what was once true You're in the prison as I unlock the door To see your skin licked by flame I offer water, but to my horror You seem to be enjoying the pain You're being burned alive in here I cry and scream and try so hard But you just smile as you slowly incinerate And leave me alone in the dark You see through the eyes of the truly determined I don't have a choice but to step aside Though I can't bear living without you, I've learned That I'm just along for this horrible ride.

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You're the welspring where I draw my inspiration and strength You help me spin poems and prose at length But there's so much more within this spring Beauty, innocence, passion, wild things You're in my air, water, blood I could never stop this flood I'll fill this book with ink and lead Until I wind up dead Don't even try to get me to quit You're ingrained in the words I emit You're in my lungs, heart, veins I feel your joy, sorrow and pain You're part of me now, that I'll never forget You're all of me now, my muse, my spirit I can't let go, we can't be torn or separated Don't even try, for it would be as impossible as stabbing the sky

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May 6, 2014

May 6, 2014 at 8:11 PM UTC

Muse

You're the welspring where I draw my inspiration and strength You help me spin poems and prose at length But there's so much more within this spring Beauty, innocence, passion, wild things You're in my air, water, blood I could never stop this flood I'll fill this book with ink and lead Until I wind up dead Don't even try to get me to quit You're ingrained in the words I emit You're in my lungs, heart, veins I feel your joy, sorrow and pain You're part of me now, that I'll never forget You're all of me now, my muse, my spirit I can't let go, we can't be torn or separated Don't even try, for it would be as impossible as stabbing the sky

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I came upon you as a broken bird Shivering under a blanket of darkness I crawled inside and felt the hurt Saw a world of starkness Grabbed your hand, refused to break hold You said "let me drown," I screamed "Try to swim!" I decided to stay, though the air grew cold Fought against the devil's whim You lie there with a vacant expression Mumbling your pained confession I grab you in a fireman's carry No time to delay, I cannot tarry Lay you down on the glistening grass Down into purifying starlight Where the dark blanket covering is torn away And you can see who you really are.

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May 6, 2014

May 6, 2014 at 8:07 PM UTC

Starlight

I came upon you as a broken bird Shivering under a blanket of darkness I crawled inside and felt the hurt Saw a world of starkness Grabbed your hand, refused to break hold You said "let me drown," I screamed "Try to swim!" I decided to stay, though the air grew cold Fought against the devil's whim You lie there with a vacant expression Mumbling your pained confession I grab you in a fireman's carry No time to delay, I cannot tarry Lay you down on the glistening grass Down into purifying starlight Where the dark blanket covering is torn away And you can see who you really are.

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My heart hangs suspended, its chambers emptied, dead Its airways strangled, and its stomach starved and shrunken Trapped in time, just this lost little boy among men And orphan among beloved children, frozen in stasis Please thaw me somehow, let time begin again What's a clock without the batteries? A heart in suspended strangulation (Written 2011, age 18)

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May 6, 2014

May 6, 2014 at 8:04 PM UTC

Suspended Strangulation

My heart hangs suspended, its chambers emptied, dead Its airways strangled, and its stomach starved and shrunken Trapped in time, just this lost little boy among men And orphan among beloved children, frozen in stasis Please thaw me somehow, let time begin again What's a clock without the batteries? A heart in suspended strangulation (Written 2011, age 18)

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