Wading through life upon broken glass, blood pours through the lost parts of my body

Dreams invading my physical exsistance while trapped in an out of body experience

Weight crushes hopes that wish to be born, leaving behind a corpse that will never know

Alone is my companion, my only livelihood, guiding me into the darkness that surrounds my  soul

I may only see through soiled eyes, seeing the darkness light before my conclusion

Standing before my final fate, there is no fear, the dark lord harbours my destiny into eternal flames

Many times in life we find ourselves depressed/alone, companionship abandoned
We all have our own stories in which most people dont want to hear/care
Often times an animal takes the place and slowly feels that void
They immediately understand something is wrong, they begin to shower you with love
Even if pushed away persistance insists
Like angel's on earth, they warm their way into your heart and remind you your still alive.
*She is a cat, her name Chaqweeta

I can be there, where you are
Where the right things
Are
Wrong
Where the silence lasts
To
Long
Where the light
Is
Dark
How you always miss
Your
Mark

I can be there
Always cattering to my ego
Refusing to
Let
Go
Harboring anger, keeping my loved one's
In
Danger
Giving all my attention to
A
Stranger
Only thinking of myself, and leaving you
By
Yourself
I can be there, where you are
Only doing me, and leaving
You
Be
Keeping you at bay, while
I
Stray
Keeping everything on the down low
And watch you
Drown
Below
I can be there
Sitting tall and proud, on cloud nine
Not caring if
Your mine
Living in righteousness and fame
Kmowing you will always lose at
My
Game
I can be there, where you are
Smug and crude
Always acting
Rude
Callous and cold
And strike you down when your
Fed up
And
Bold
Walk out like I don't care
And don't give a **** the pain you have
To bare

I can be there, where you are

Touch fades into the shadows like light in a closing door
Leaving you blind with vision
Smell fades into the shadows like a gust of wind through a slamming door
Leaving you struck with no knowledge
Sight fades into the shadows like stars behind black clouds
Leaving you confused to the known
Taste fades into the shadows like a lost kite in a storm
Leaving you dumbfounded to what is living and what is dead
Hearing fades into the shadows like a sudden death blindsiding your security
Leaving you starved and ridden of humanity

Transforming lines ever winding in time, embracing fields of Lillie's
Pleasing scents I feel upon my neck, faint brushes of breathe linger
Sensual tastes fill my thoughts, raising temperatures igniting infernos
Pulse races with seductive teasing above wet thighs
Intense intimacy forfills the minds pleasure
Rewarding the bodies desire

In the great distance I hear
The cries of
A midnight
Train
Passing through a
No name
Town
The dark hovering tree's guard
The lands
Secrets
Of those that
Once
Ruled
Horses hoove prints forever carved in
The concrete
Mud
Below
The cries of death echo in somber tones
On the
Hollow
Plains
Old wagon wheels scattered about
Along the lonesome
Trails
There is a chill in the valley where many said their  last words
Forever trapped in a
Stand
Off
Carrying big irons to warn off the riding rebels
That dare
Trespass
The doors to the saloon ragged and rotten
But you can still hear the music
Wailing and the screams of the
Waitresses as the
Men
Flirted And
Teased
Just outside a tumbleweed blows by
Not a sound to be heard
Its midnight
In the distance I hear
The cries of
A
Midnight
Train

So many fallen before you never looking
Back
Keep it moving 
A piece of you was lost, a love was broken
Keep it moving
Never shed a tear
A life partner, a first love tragically estranged, your mind wanders where would we be today
Keep it moving
Never breaking down
The loneliness resides inside, periodically making an entrance
You feel faint and sick inside
Keep it moving
You stand up taller and smile, your best disguise
It looks good on you
The days you look your best and
Keep it moving
Are the very days your heart breaks the most, but you must
*Keep it moving

Pieces of me fade away as the memories pass by

Me...
Without a life jacket
I sink into the darkness night beholds
My fate is carved in stone with blood I shed in the days I loved
When I roamed the streets so life could continue
Sleepless nights I braved with eyes wide shut driven by a dream
Countless hours burning the clock I stared at while wasting away in the depths of second rate
Oblivious to my surroundings because love is blind
The pain was symbolic to success because in my world no pain, no gain
My vulnerability severed the cord in which I breathed
Life had ceased because
Love
Is
Blind

On the cusp of
Left and
Broken
A young girl
Who's fate
Was sealed
Before
Birth
By a
Father who
Deemed
Her
Worthless
She had her
Love to
Give
But it had
No
Worth
To a man
With priorities
To another
Woman's
Children
And a
Half empty
Beer can
There are no
Pictures or
Father/daughter
Dances
Just painful
Memories of
His drug
Deals between
My friends
Father
Shamed and robbed
My head hung
Low
As my tears
Fell
Fast
Left on the
Door step of
An abusive
Mother
There was no where
To turn
Each day
Was ruthless
And
Never ending
For me
While my
Father managed
To cop a high
To sail
Through
In the end
I
Payed the
Ultimate
Price
Abandoned and
Casted into
The shadows
Of two
People
Who never
Gave me a
Choice to be
Here

Waking up this morning in earths dim light completely hollow from last nights fright.

Convincing myself this is all a Joke, playing along on the devils playground.

In the distance I see a mary go round, as it spins around shards of memories fly about creating burnt siena flames.

The air is no longer dim, it glows of paranormal entities of ones present state.

Becoming completely naked in front of your worst fears, those thoughts in the night that bring you tears.

Today is April Fools Day, but I'm the fool. Drowning in the blood filled pool I willingly jumped into.

Convinced I was doing the right thing, suited like a warrior princess fighting on the front lines of loves magnificence.

The war is over now. As I lie, bleeding and missing limbs I see no one in sight. This time around, I wasn't right. I lost the good fight, my spirit rises up into the light.

He's loving her from a distance, slowly dying inside from pain stricken grief

Refusing to see what he has right in front of him, a beautiful, amazing woman

Her love for him flowed as natural as a spring in the mountain's, showering mists of kisses upon his cheek*

The profound pain painted on her face as he stormed away haunts him night and day.

He wastes away with a heavy heart over what he's done, choosing to surrender to darkness rather then respond to light.

**Foolishness was always his demise and he feeds it 3 course meals on a 4 figure salary.

Sleepless nights take me away
As the blood pours
And my skin
Dries
Im left ******
Dry
Somwhere between
Near and
Far
Come take me away to my distant
Fears
And leave me disturbed and crazed
Darkness hovers where eyes are peeled open
And zombies are my
Friends
Staggering in rhythmic choreographed dances
That werewolves sing to
Offering a hand so we can dance the
Night
Away

Outside of strenuous forces
Lies the
Lone rose
Cities vibrant with heavens
Lights
And music
Of
Gods
Captivating the essence of
Home
Everythings alive
The tree's dance, the air sings
The ground feels your
Comfort
The sweet sun serenades you with
Its magic
As will the
Moon and his company
After hours

Could it be, that its all just a dream?
The pain I feel inside twisting like a knife...
Blood dripping from my heart like a leaky faucet.
                  I'm tearing apart.
            Why won't the pain stop?
Everything becomes real, solid like steel.
Heavy like a boulder, hanging off a cliff, begging for suicide.

It must end, this feeling of consumption, engulfed in a fiery fire raging across the flatland's.

              The serenity of calm waters that blanket the sea is what I long for. But only one can provide.

only you can calm my disturbed heart.only you alone hold the antidote to my disease.

                           Only you...

As the wind carelessly blows through my dark black hair
The sun plays sweet melodies to
Me
Echos of love from my souls
Mate
He sings for me into eternity, the one who
Captured his heart
She holds it tightly, blossoming like a black
Rose as he plays
In that moment there are no
Thorns
Nothing that cuts the flesh tones
Of my
Dismay
Only love, it spreads thick and swallows me
Whole
Capturing the essence of my smile
I sit with a glow and a halo upon my head
Basking in my throne
As the rays hit me, im alive
Deeply feeling what they tell
Me
The message within tells the tale of the
Eternal
Flame
That burns for only me
A language only I speak, he speaks to me
No words even
Said
Isn't that lovely?...
Launched into a bliss where the birds sing
And the forest dances
In the distance the mountains have blessed
Me
Welcoming me to tread through the hills and trails they hide
I shall dare to go, and have the time of my
Life
As he plays...
I can go anywhere

She was an eccentric one, living a life of solitude in the depths of the woods. People believed her to be a witch, having seen her using cauldrons supposedly conjuring magic potions for sinister spells. Her only friend, a black crow that perched on her shoulder as she tredded the woods gathering goods. The children often hid behinds tree's and bushes peeking at her in fear that she would catch them spying and turn them into frogs or something worse.  The supposed witch went on about her business preparing for winter months ahead. She dressed quite odd in times where women only worse dresses, she wore trousers. Thick, hand sewn deep brown trousers that she explained kept her warm in winters harsh storms. She seemed to have a remedy for just about everything, encouraging everyone's theory that she really is a witch. She used her cauldron to make herbal tea's and maple syrup to earn a living. She had unusual methods used in much earlier times to see if the maple tree's were ready to be drained of their syrup. The children had seen her thumping  a stick against the tree's not knowing that she was listening to the sound it made which told her if they were ready or not. Her methods, although unsual to current times were nothing of a witch. One fridged winter day a little girl found herself caught in a merciless snow storm. The wind howling fiercely, she was going in circles and indefinitely lost. There she lay face down in the snow passed out from freezing temperatures and pure exhaustion. Out of nowhere the supposed witch came across her lying in the snow. The little girl came to only to be face to face with the witch and was terrified. The witch pegina put her onto a sled and pulled her deep into the woods back to her shack. She poured her a hot cop of tea. The little girl was reluctant to drink it because she thought it was a magic potion. Pegina said, it's only tea child. The little girl smelled it and replied, it does smell like tea. She began sipping it and found it was most delightful. Her clothes were soaked so pegina had an idea. She offered the little girl a pair of deep brown trousers just like hers. The little girl laughed, she said, I'll look silly. They were dry nevertheless, so she put them on and to her surprise were quite warm and cozy. About then, the storm was letting up and it was time to get the girl home. They made the journey back to her house, before departing the little girl asked her a question. She asked, do you think I'll turn out like you? Pegina said, only if your lucky.

I remain a ghost roaming the silent hallways of past and present mind
Humming and chanting tunes of the outdated variety
Lurking among the closet, tiptoeing through faded memories of what used to be
Peeking out the bedroom window reminiscing of childhood memories ever so haunting
I used to be alive once
Treaded the hills
Climbed tree's
I used to laugh from the heart and longed for love
Not so much
Anymore
I remain a ghost caged within my troubled mind engulfed in lies and pain casted by dark shadows
There is no escaping its undeniable hate fullness
My soul it wishes to entrapp so forever
I
Remain
A
Ghost

Perhaps lifes pleasures
Seek darkness beneath goodness
Slithering into the forbidden
Fruits
Your soul harbors
Lustful fantasies replaying
During rebellious years when life
Meant something
To a younger image of
A fearless
You
Living without limits, soaring
Head on into the fire
And
Becoming one with the
Flames
Tempting danger in the face
With guns drawn
Never taking 3 steps back
Those were the days when fate
Still meant something in my heart
And mornings were easy
To face
Limitless was the thought of
The day
And anything was possible
Youth is so innocent, and invincible
To a cruel, unforgivable world
But you don't know anything about
That
You live as if the world is a
Silver platter in which you
Stand upon
Handed anything you desire
And every wish is
Granted

Life's fleeding in dying rose petals
Fading into brownish
Flakes
Falling one by one onto
The cold
Ground
Swept away by the creeping wind
Lurking in
Dark
Shadows
A quarter freed
But three quarters
Captured

The silence is deadening
Death is beckoning
Hope is failing
Life's just bailing
Feelings are disappearing
Darkness is reappearing
Numbness is calling
Faith is falling
Sight isn't seeing
My vision is fleeing
Smell is an illusion
Filled with defusion
Touch is feeling
It's deemed unappealing
Hearing is a lie
It's crossing its fingers and hoping to die
Speaking is a sin
Never wondering where I've been
Listening is being silent
Quickly turning violent
Kissing is fire
Vacant...with no *desire

I always wished upon the brightest star in the sky that you would wise up and properly try. I gave my all and you stood there and watched me fall. You were always the only fish in my pond, sadly you played your magic and casted me out with your wand. Left to survive in cold, still blackness, my world became complete madness. Barely remembering my own reflection, I'm in the race, but sorely losing the election. I havent anymore tricks up my sleeve, all that's left is for me to pack up and leave. I will think of you every minute of the day, while you will probably be out entertaining some Goddess and having it your way.

Your head pounds
In sync with
Your heartbeat
The solitude surrounds
You like
A glove
Waves are crashing
Into your soul
Your left
With
No sight
The silence is so
Loud
The sun has
Left
Only darkness remains
There you stand
Burned
Your turning into
Dust
The wind
Carries you in
A relentless spiral
With no
Destination
You remain lost
With no
Memory of life
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Vibrant colors of a feather sync perfectly together flying in a pinkish red sky
The sun is slowing falling into the edge of the earth, rising darkness upon mother earth
The moon slowly peeks its slenderness into the high sky, giving companionship to the stars
Offering great views of territories unsearched
A dragons breathe breathes fire into Halley's comet traveling rings around earths edge
Showering majestic lights with-in a dark pinkish red sky

Twisting and winding entrapped in the depts of my solitude
Violently grasping the threading rope that can no longer hold on Mind bending pain surging through my warped image ever so disgruntled
Distorted memories haunting me from angry demons harboring hateful grudges
Try fighting an entity thats made of smoke
My troubled soul begs for mercy against your merciless taunting of my insistent love
Is it my aggravated death you seek? Am I so repulsive to you?
My voice is disgruntled to your shield, my eyes gauged to your scold, my heart mangled to your rage.

The smell of Jasmine lingers as he strums
His
Guitar
Notes fall like rose petals softly to
The floor
Our love grows wild and blooms
Into a Mosaic of vibrant
Colours
The world slows down a little as I look
Into your eyes
I hear everything as you
Look back at
Me
Raising your hand, you softly
Brush my cheek
Which ignites my flame
My soul burns like a wild
Fire
Out of control
Traveling in a Eastern wind
Straight to your heart
Your soul catches
Me
In the
Moment
And we unite as
One
In flight wing to wing we
Race, swirling up above
  Soaring into
The
Blue Wild Yonder

A misty blue morning approaches followed by a most glorious sun rise in the East
You can hear the sounds of birds humming and rustling in the tree's
Squirrels daring stunts high above in the power lines
The warmth of the suns light beaming down through the window in the corner, slightly touching the bedroom floor
Distant echos of passing cars on a crowded highway, horns blaring, some people shouting obscenities at the car ahead
Just
Another
Day
In
Paradise

Seeds of a hollow tree lying beneath
Your feet
Sprouting at your heels

Lost.
Without.
You.

Wandering aimlessly amidst
Sunken flowers
Wilted
And
Dry
Dead leaves stirring in a
Turbulent
Breeze, breaking Plexiglas
Windows
Loud silence piercing
Deaf ears
Blind eyes searching a thousand seas
For you
Pure emptiness at the bottom of an ocean
Quick sand devouring what's left
Of you
Forever in a time warp
Of nothing
That
Belongs

As the sun drips down upon the edge of the earth, the sky sheds darkness...The pain reminds me I'm still alive. Your face resides in my mind like a tatoo. I can hear your voice and feel your breathe on my neck. When I close my eyes your spirit is here. It helps me cope with your irreversible, constant negligence.

My heart, its amazing because its been beaten, broken, used, torn, kicked, shattered, thrown, cut, stabbed and it still works.

Now that I know how you roll
My heart has taken a toll
Left behind and pushed aside
Now I know that I must decide
The difference between being pushed over and being strong
I know my intentions werent wrong
I fought the good fight
Because I knew it was right
Everything I had to offer
Wasnt enough for him to bother
Its ok, there is a man out there praying for a woman like me, and when I find him, he will see
Im beautiful, ****, loving, understanding, most of all, WORTH IT.

Wonderous lustful sips of magic aiding in my abandonment of your memory, clinging onto my heart with retractable claws while the blood pours into a vile.
Reenactments of past unsuccessful battles fighting for power having lost lives as the ultimate sacrifice. Prideful shadows of shaken spirits begging for normalcy, hiding behind warrior's images never to appear inferior. Strongest survival teqniques arise grim consequences.
                             Barricaded beneath rubble
In the core of your tropical tsunami. The aftermath, devastating as is every ending of our endeavours.

Among the afterglow of making love birds            
   Tweet a melody to our praise. Perched
      In the window seal sending their
        Love to the world. Savoring in
           Sweet pillow talk, our souls
             Unite in parallel strides.
                I see the world in his
                               Eyes.
The future is paved of silver and gold in our honor. Our happiness is rich, desired by all.
Side by side we conquer the ugliness life throws our way, only saving the best for last.
He is
My strength.
No greater gift can be bestowed.*
He is
My heart.
**He is
Mine.

Laughing mockingly at
Dead leaves
As the thunder
Rolls in
Good has been lost
And evil
Prevails
In stone hearts
The unkind leads
All known things into
Hell
Darkness greets the
Ignorance
Behind comatose
Eyes
And the mind is
Victorious
The world is
In mourning
As hope is lost
The end of the world
Never happens
Naturally
It ends prematurely
At greeds
Hands

I breathe faded pieces of my soul when i think of you, the very person who took it away. My lips softly kiss the few good memories we shared. I can still taste the scent of your distance and smell your unspoken words. My heart slowly dissolving as you ignore my existence as i long for you minute after minute, hour after hour, day after day. My skin screams for your world to enter mine as your spirit roams the minds playground. Cold and abandoned my eyes cry silently, you make me fade...

Another sleepless night has me wrapped up in its undeniable embrace
Squeezing ever so tighly as to steal breathe with every inhale
Mind wandering on every avenue known to maps on a never ending journey
Desire for sleep multiplying like fast acting bacteria with no antidote
In despairs wing restrained and bound to my bed
Most
Cruel
Punishment

As hours pass
You look up and glance
At the tower in the distance
Wondering of its Existence
A thought comes to mind
Gotta get back on my grind
Many bills to pay
So that I have a place to lay
Hard work pays off
Maybe one day i'll afford that loft
Hands of worn skin
Yet, I still manage to grin
There is much to look toward to
So don't feel blue
The treasure you find in the end
Will be the perfect blend
Achievement and happiness
Will end my sadness
Lounging on a calm shore
You can bet, it won't be a bore
Sipping colorful drinks from straws
Oh look! Over there, I see a brawl
Isn't life grand?
Worked out just as I planned
Now those weary hands
Can relax in the sands