“On the edge again.”

Why would you hurt something so grand?
RipRip
Dynasties were never meant to last
“How did you love her?”
How do I love him?
“No, her.”
The sky is her hands
"Why?"

Scrreeechh
Halted down to taste
“Taste what?”
A bit of my soul
...
Savor the colour
"It has colour?"
Mine does.
"How?"
With time.
"Time?"
Silver ebbing off the corner
“Souls have corners?”
Well they’re not ‘round

I didn’t plan to stay
Electric
Happy happy happy
“What do you see?”
Glass.
“Glass?”
No, water.
Shining to the sun
It’s a bit  *shiver.
“How?”
Because he said so.
Chilly

“What do you feel?”
How did I fall?
“No, what do you feel?”
With the stars.
“Hm?”
I feel with the stars
“What?”
Past the burning lake
And into lust.
“Lust?”
No,
Reckless

“What do you hear?”
No
“How-”
Dull
“What?”
Numb.
All I hear is empty.
“Why’s that?”
Don’t you hear your heart echo too?

*“End of session”

These bruises don't change anything.
So why do you continue to  hurt*  me?

You two are sadly misunderstood.
From ancient lore to modern poetry and children's stories,
You are depicted as light and dark
Hot and cold
Life and death
But that's not it, is it?

You are not sworn enemies,
Fighting for our time, gratitude, and even worship.
You are not these polar opposites,
But lovers,
Attempting to get close to each other.
Going round and round in the wrong direction.

One is the light of the other's life,
And the peaceful, quiet love that the other needs.

You are the Sun and the *Moon

...
I've got a few visitors tonight;
they're all associated with the wolf under my eyes
I.
I've left loneliness to starve on a stone table,
while jealousy can bleed me a lake;
fear and I are equals,
on the battlefield of fate.
"Pay no mind to the rebel."
II.
Forked tongues recite wickedness; of all
the shadows gaining power as the sun was slain.
Black flames banish all that is golden,
as darkness bent my silent skeleton;
but it didn't break.
"I'm just some sin you committed...right?"
III.
A basilisk waited for me at my chambers,
it requested a lullaby, and a glass of iron wine.
Who knew poison would be my new best friend?
Who knew my company would be kept by
an oracle of silver'tongue?
Dead languages clutched my
lively secrets.
"Every wolf gets tired of the moon at some point."
IV.
And just like that;
We were splintering at your wolfsong
auburn poems at the feet of trees
waist deep in misery you sat,
head crowned in autumn's diseases.
Witnessing you tilt your head to plant a kiss
on the night's wings;
"Oh, it's ******* agony."
Watching your eyes harvest hurricanes
love sinking in tongues
of ebony sorrow.
they don't belong to me
you don't belong to me.
"I suppose I can't change the world
but I will leave it colder."
V.

And sometimes, love is just the aftermath
of a tragedy.
...

As the seasons change, the leaves fall.
They slowly become a memory of that beautiful spring we had together.
I stand alone now, looking at the sunset..  
So much time has passed by without you.
Every second i'm wondering.. "where are you now?"
You're probably off on Broadway, dancing and singing your way through life.. Or maybe you've even become an Author, expressing your thoughts in the most wonderful way you ever could.  
If you're wondering about me, I'm still stuck in this town..
Searching for answers..
Trying to find my own path.
When did we fall apart? Can you tell me that?
Maybe it was when the first leaf broke it's way off from its fragile branch at the beginning of fall..  Or was it when you told me you had found someone new?
What happened to all those times when I said "I love you" or when you told me "I want to marry you"?
I didn't know loving someone meant falling apart..
Now I'm left here wondering..
Where are you now?