Under my skin
Cyan blood flowing through my body, sending my heart on a drumming quest for a feeling
A feeling that wants to escape through my knife tattooed wrist
We fall in love and hurt one another.
We live with hidden emotions.
We live with a camouflage hiding scars from the human satellite,called eyes.
Falling in Tim Kuilmine, creating a comfy home for the lovers of solitude

I fell into this safe haven, knowing that no one dared to enter the world of the hurt
Until life sent a Prodigy into my hollow life
He was the moon on my sleepless nights
He was the sun shining on my cloudy day
He is the rain that kisses me on a beautiful stormy day
This Prodigy came into my my life like a feather causing mass destruction

I hated this Prodigy who took me out the comfort of my hole
Who made me laugh when depression clawed under my skin pleading to be released through my wrists
He caused a hail storm of emotion when he hugged me
Here today gone tomorrow i chanted
But he was here today and tomorrow
He made me stop giving the demon a path to dance from my mind to paper
I started seeing stars after months of solitude and clouds
Prodigy became VY Canis Majoris.
Greek Gods never understood him for he was sent to save Proxima Centauri

My love for him as my depression turned into insecurity
But he saved me
For now

She stood still as life stood before her
Her path unclear
Her memories fighting one another
Her demons sing the hymn her heart beats
Life stood before her with claws that took lives away
She tried to run
Her blood filled with truth and depression
Causing her to stand still
Her mind filled with plans to run away
Her painful memories won
She learnt life had 3 choices
Live, run or die
She tried all and failed all
Living and breathing became hard
She lost meaning and saw a trampled heart
Her heart stepped and bruised by the people she loved
Her body used like a tissue on a hot summers day.
Only purpose is to clean up.
She searched for a place to bury her heart but only found more humans created to harm.
Her blood flowed in disappointment and regret as she ran passed life and met death.
Death gave a warm welcoming hand
With eyes that glittered the face with truth of pain
She knew death stole the identity of life
But confrontations was her weakness
She found a calmness that death gave her
A calmness that turned all good, bad
She ran back
She sat in between life and death for she had nowhere to run
The world she stole the blame from pushed her away
The river that welcomed her with wickedness was rejected due to past teachings..
Now she remains in a world of confusion and accepting of everything.

Ever wished to be a bird
Travel around the world with no need of being told the beauty of places
As you reach your vulnerable stage, everyone is there
Words of protection promised
Words of eternal love tattooed on the heart
Everyone showing you what you can become
Each gift possess the piece of freedom they lost
As you reach your fledgling  stage
Your need to travel grows stronger
You start feeling the rope of life place itself on your neck
Life whispers
Promises are easily broken
Tattoos fade
You are not who they want you to be
Forced to fly but fear of rejection from the wind creeps under your wings
Everyday , pushed closer to the edge
Every push tightens the rope
Your need to travel disappears
Your need to survive becomes important
No longer wanting to travel
Seeking a way to fly away
Every attempt made when not being pushed tightens the rope
The rope feels amazing as you suffocate try to please all
The twigs stabbing your feet as you forever on edge
Welcome to the stage of learning to fly
At last the wind shouts fly my child
The higher you go the tighter the rope
Your heart breaks it's armour as you reach the top of the tree
Your iris turning white as the joy is too much to handle
As breathing can not be done
You fall
That moment of freedom is what we search for but we never remove the rope that society and family made.
Fly little bird
But first free yourself

Falling for the taken

The little wood set a light in her heart.
Her little hope of love burning brighter than ever.
A story of regret at the beginning.
She fell for his smile
His scent
His warmth
His words
His heart
She walks blindly on the paths he drags her
Her smile is, till pain do them part.
The intensity of the fire
Spreads wildly causing happiness to all and scars to heart
She fell for the taken heart.
Her first regret.
Everyday he is with his one
She holds the tears that will send their fire to death
She chokes on her words of love
For once, she hoped to be read.
Her wall made of dust.
Their flame keeps burning her.
She wills him to love his one as she holds him tight
Her skin melts
She feels the pain but enjoys the heat
She pains but loves
She refuses to let her mistake go
She refuses to water the flame of her love
She fell for the taken.

The heart of the taken

There we go
Here we are
Hand in hand
Smiles greater then the milky way
Happiness unmeasurable

Him and I
Our laugh contagious
The world unable to hold us back
The dark night gives us stars to dance with

Him and I
Our happiness never gathers dust
Our smile is the highest currency
Baby we magic

Wait...

Did you hear that
Our hearts armour has fallen
Free at last
Now we dance
Now we kiss
Now we love
All stop signs demolished
Every red light means love

Fairy dust we create
All steel knives I carry
Melted
Moulded
Baby I present
The Eiffel Tower

He walked towards her
With a mysterious look..
This look held so much
But she is incapable of reading
He kept coming
She kept failing to read
He stopped
She couldn't breathe
He looked away
Her heart slowly decays
Slowly it sinks in
She's not his
Nor
Is he hers

He backs away
This painful look
He had a word written on his face
Insecurity
Their biggest enemy
She was once under it's foot
Now
He lays under insecurity

Heartache
Stress
Tiredness
Pain
Heartache
That's their cycle

He is no longer mysterious to her
But his pain is mysterious to him

How
How can it be that the prince of love
Is now a slave to insecurity and pain
Once love held so much
Now
It means so little

The story behind it is lost
Fake stories arise

Love
Value
Worth
Meaning
Lost in a battle.
A battle uncalled for
A battle unannounced

He walked away..
He is no longer mysterious to her.

They both carried what they call


A broken heart, with a smile