In the midst of sorrow and pain
she waits for closure, but in vain
reaching out for something to ooze
sense of her nocturnal blues.

Sitting here with you,
I pour out my heart,
I let you in to the deepest parts of me.

My honesty spills out of me,
riding the tears down my face,
leaving scars where I can't be mended or fixed.

Please, don't destroy me,
I gave you the chance to get out,
but please, don't take it.

You are the light that guides me,
the flashlight to my darkened soul
without you I will never find my way.

Illussion is what you are
An imagination
A fairy tale
A never ending story

You messed with my mind
melted my thoughts
raised my heartbeat and
killed my sanity

Illusion is what you are
and illusion is what I feel
when I am around you
though the pain is real

Be a better (wo)man
than the one
that stepped onto my heart
and crashed it

spilling out of my eyes
rolling down my cheeks
these thoughts and feelings
drowning me in my own pain
the words i said to you
killing me, stabbing me
wondering where i went wrong
when it all fell apart
what can i do

Hold me close again,
Don't tell me this is the end.

Alcohol on your breath,
How did we get into this mess?

The nicotine clings to my bed,
Just like the lies you said.

You took my fragile heart,
And filled it with your art.

The masterpiece of your lies,
Spoken right to my eyes.

Lie to me one last time,
Tell me it's all going to be fine.

As I read your poetry
I wonder if it's true
Do the demons that help in rhyme
Really have a hold of you

And is the one you say you love
Not returning you the favor
In the poems that you pen
Is this all your life's behavior

Does your father really raise his fist
While your mother screams
As alcohol flows freely in your life
Or is it just poetry

Are you on the verge of suicide
And do you truly cut yourself
Do you feel that worthless in your life
Is what you write a cry for help

As I read your poetry
It often sets me off to wonder
Do you write about yourself
Or do you write about another