Trapped behind these lies.
living in my world of deception.
Silence screams, ears bleed
Muffled sobs
Be who you are.
But I hate who I am
I am not good enough.

But you are enough she weeps.

Love is
deliberate
Love is a
conscious decision

My eyes roll back
As the world fades.
I
exhale desolation,
And let my phone die just like the feelings inside me.

You take me apart with every touch
These walls of reserve crumble like sand with each caress, with every breath

I beg you take me, unravel me
I reach out for you
As I disintegrate, but touch nothing but empty hands.

Eyes are blind,
You look with
the heart, the soul, the mind

I wonder if years from now
The imprints you've left in me will
Still be
Visible,
Forever fossilized,
Etched into my bones

Loving you is easy,
And that makes
all
the
difference

So I'll let you bruise your knees on her bedframe
The way I did last Friday night
And after subtle thoughts and unpublished words
Will I still reach for her hand,
But with apathetic eyes and ebony hair,
She grows distant
I recede

I see myself falling back into
old ways,
But I no longer care

Sing To me I beg
deafen me
Shattered this emptiness
Rip away this loneliness
Replace her voice
Fill the void
Calm this ******* storm inside of me
Replace the part of me she took
Sooth my soul
Please

I tried to hold on to you
but you were
nothing but sand
And I was the tide
Who tried to drag
you out to sea

The flames never settled
You just joined my inferno

I am impatient because
I know how cruel time can be,
and what it can take
away

I sit here and mourn
the lost of love
that never happened

LOVE** makes us lairs.    
It makes us lie to ourself
It tries to manipulate us
        
Love MAKES us vulnerable.
It rips and tears at our hearts.  
It exposes our most vital *****.

Love makes US weak.
It makes us show our true self.
It leaves your heart to bleed.

Love makes us feel.              
It makes us feel things we try to deny
It  forces us to feel what we try to forget  
                                          
Love makes us never forget
It makes sure we REMEMBER.        
It never takes away all the memories
                                 And the pain...
Try to deny it and try to protest.
                                     But love..          
                                       Won't let you go.
                                          No matter
                                            Where your at
Love never dies.

Endless wispers make hast
Yet to soon disapear
the air that encompassed me
Suddenly gets seize away.
And I left breathless.      
NEEDless to say they steal my light
And leave me enclosed in darkness
My melody,my piano they steal and misuse.

Eager for a moments worth of
                                          Your time.                                            
They know not how lucky they are    
To receive even an ounce of
YOUR time.
They are the luckiest people in the world, they have it seems more of
Your time
than I.
They abuse and detriment
Your time
Mybe one day I'll receive all of
your TIME


So I wait in vain untill that time comes.
Ill just grab a ticket and get in line.
Perhaps one day your piano will play just for me.
Only me.
But that is a selfish thought.

Here is to the wreckage we are.
The strength of war running through our veins,
Bruises that burn our insides,
The hollowness of our right chest cavity,
The hurt in our eyes,
The loneliness,
Let me make museums of it all

Look with your heart
and not with your eyes
the heart knows
the heart understands

the eyes can deceive
the heart can perceive


Look with your heart
And not with your eyes
The heart can't be fooled
The heart is too wise

the eyes can be deluded
the heart can see clear


So open your arms
And close your eyes tight
Look with your heart
And when it finds love
Your heart will be right


Love you misunderstand
Is love that you'll regret

Two hearts separated when misunderstandings took the role
One took the side of expressing guilt by writing poetry,
The other chose the help of silence to bury the emotions

I've heard that the first and last are those remembered, but neither stays, nor all those in between, the then and now.

We lose first the face then the feeling, like a thing we hold a little too tight, but then suddenly we have no tenderness, no memory of holding, no memory of soft beds.

Just standing in the hallway between here and there, wondering what could we have possibly said to fill that void.

First breaths, the walls echoing soft moans or thunderous wails.
Frozen prision pizza, the last meal of a dying relationship.

Maybe in that space beyond anything we known, perhaps your tiger tails of dash and dust will cross mine, an arcadia light years from now.

Perhaps I will remember your sent, your smile, the arch of your back, or the way your nails dug into my skin as your lips curved to whisper my name
     before black arcs
                                     Deeper
                                               Into
                                                      Black
Scre­aming past planets and memories that have no name to me any more.
However, what truly stays? Even this moment is now
gone.

Lonely is the day.
Lonely is the night
Weary is the wanders light.

Sad is the moments.
Sad is the dates.
Two souls fates.

Long is the weeks.
Long is the years
An ocean of tears.

Two paths will soon
clash.

without warning.
without reason.
Does love need a season?


Unannounced.
Unnamed.

The search is over.
The search is complete.
The wanders find a name.

But all they could ever leave behind
Was C+K carved in a tree.

I am sorry to all my pass lovers, I am sorry I did not know how to love you. I am sorry that I could not find worth in your smile, that I could not find anything but lust in your body. I am sorry for all the lost, careless secrets you shared with me. I am sorry that your memories had to be wasted on me. I am sorry I could be so blind, so negligent with your love.

I
Have
Become a
Prisoner
in my own skin

I'll be the one from
your past in the photograph that you ripped in half
Don't you worry though
because you'll be popular with all the girls when you tell them about me, they'll fall at your feet with half hearted sympathy, but you'll still be empty
And that platonic embarce will only leave you in tangled sheets because you're codependent and demanding and it'll cost her

And the worst part is history will repeat itself and someone will get me back and then I'll know what it's like for someone to leave me like that

But it has been good to hear you're doing fine, stable and over me
Funny how tables turns
And much as I want to hate you I only end up hating myself
And all that's left of us is the reason you're good to someone else

If I am not enough
let me know,
It hurts to be half loved