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

Its 3 am, the witching hour
And my thoughts grow sour
Enduring the ache of my hollow heart
Its been a year since our part
Remembering the fun times we had
I can't help but feel sad
The soft brush of your kiss
Is one of the many things I truly miss
The nights grow longer and longer
As my mind continues to wander
At times a smile sneaks up on me
In your arms is where I wish to be
In Love's Bliss, lost in your magic
Our loss will forever be tragic

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

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.

When the butterflies have all flown away
And your
Hearts
At
Bay
The scent that drove you wild
Has grown
Muffled
And
Mild
When the intimacy never comes around
Things are
Flying
South
Bound
The days turn to weeks since you've spoken
Its obvious
Things
Are
Broken
When complements become rare
The bond
Becomes
Bare
When strangers care more about you
It's time
To
Say
Goodbye
Boo

"As a young lost little girl
Didn't look like nobody
Difference of skin color
Different beliefs
Wished for a future to the Sky's
Limit
But was told I wasn't good
Enough
Wasn't pretty enough
Hair is to dark
My race is *****
In an environment of pales
I never had a chance
Was always portrayed in a funny
Way
Nobody spoke to me, I literally wasn't
There
Invisible as the black sheep
In an all white field
Never knew what self esteem
Was, never heard things like
Good job or I'm proud of you
The mud below my bare feet
Is where my place was
Never remember holding
My head up, I was alone
Nobody to fight for
Me
Smoke filled homes almost
Took my life before i even
Had a chance to grow
Up
Everything was always hazy
I never knew what was to come
Or if I would see another day
Falling into a deep dark place
That has took
Me down in my
Adult days
Watching every minute on
The clock roll
By
Looking at movies over
And over praying for some
Rest
But it rarely comes
Its become a stranger
My best friend
Consuming my way of
Life
Living is like being in
Prision
Same walls every day
My world is minute,
Microscopic you might
Say
I'm falling fast
Pain has caught me now
Stabbing me, trapping me
Holding me hostage
But the price is to high
For freedom
Walking has become a
Luxury
Eating is like a
Sin
My room has become my
Home
All the other rooms have
Disapeared
To the right I allow
Myself to see a small
Piece of light
Sometimes i feel like I've already
Walked into the
Light"

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.

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...