If I were your light,
I would conquer all shadows
From your mind, your heart, your soul.
I would chase your demons
Until they expired. No more hiding
Under bed nor closet. No more ghouls.
If I were your hero,
I would keep you safe.
I would heal your broken wings.
My strength would fortify,
Reassure and comfort. You'd have peace
Of such as the nightingale sings.
If I were your moon,
You could fall asleep in the embrace
Of my glow. Darkness no more.
But if I were the moon,
You must be the sun. It is your love
I reflect. Your love that I adore.
Jan 18, 2017
Jan 18, 2017 at 1:34 PM UTC
I've been fighting for so long
I have shattered views and broken bones
Those closest to me
Hurt me the most, Burned me to the core
I smile, though I feel like dying
I'm frozen to the bones, still I keep on going
Shackled by my demons and fears
I hurt myself more than anyone could ever dream
You are the light to the dark side of me
The gates of Heaven could open with a single kiss
These emotions play with me dangerously
I would kneel at your feet, if it meant you'd love me
Even when the darkness subsides, shadows still remain
It's hard to believe you're not a phantasm...fleeting, then gone
The doubt coils around me, choking me
Its sick cadence infecting me, taunting me
Jan 18, 2017
Jan 18, 2017 at 12:46 PM UTC
You crept up to me
Stealthily, silently
Occupying my mind
My dreams, my desires
Taking my heart
Unnoticed, unaware
Making me yours
Completely, entirely.
Jan 18, 2017
Jan 18, 2017 at 12:46 PM UTC
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud,
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is ****** but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find me, unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
Jan 18, 2017
Jan 18, 2017 at 12:46 PM UTC
Destruction permeates the room
You can feel it
You can feel it
If it continues we're heading for doom
You can believe it
You can believe it
The scent of hate is pungent
The need to win is urgent
I can't fight this sadness
Let alone destroy its madness
It seems I've already lost
It's over
It's over
Aug 22, 2016
Aug 22, 2016 at 11:30 PM UTC