Ultramarine hues from the seabed
            Mounting its clasp around my back

The sand scrubs, caressing my still torso
            The crystallizing salts around my back

It tore me to shreds as I was consumed whole.

      Farewell, solemn docks at bay of the mellow beach
      Of soft, silken sand, like glass shards underneath my feet

The ambient hum of the watchtower cast its judgement over the body
            Reflecting a pale violet into the greenery

Wasted debris coated in glistening, diamond
            Worthless scraps of a cadaver

Coloured teal and periwinkle, stained amongst the surface
            It floats, embroidered with algae, to Atlantis.

The past lurked over my shoulder
And stuck its claws in me
But a flower as bright as the sun
Took my hand and set me free

Birds seated themself nether
It spoke in intricate patterns
And intertwined around me
Collecting mellow droplets in its beak

The haven where fragments and shards
Once shattered form together
It is where I always wanted to be
Yes, it is where I always wanted to be

Of tattered cloth and broken string
Everlasting embroidering
Of scrambled emotions within
Mere embracing of naught that stings

Walking through the darkness and cold
Whatever the paths of thorns hold
Everywhere the messenger goes
Who had spread the few words untold

Through blight and fear the light of there
Where the warmth embraces yonder
No place conceals the will to care
Frigid sceneries to wonder

The place where hopes and dreams amass
The haven where no man desires
To call out the endearing pass
Ending up in burning fires

This is my inner epitome
Of which I would have dared to say
Without any words left to sway
The place I always have called home

I want to traverse the oceans on a paper boat
Raise the sails - arise, onwards!
Amongst me my trustworthy crew
To sail the waves with ease
The mighty wind kisses your face

Heaving to nearest shore - Rejoice!
I turn around

Nothing.
I float in solitude amongst the surface
Waves curl around my neck
I sputter

And all that's left
Is the sound

Of ripping paper

As she stood in front of me
Wearing a coat of bright fur

Those wandering eyes
Trace the contour of my body
Two emerald marbles rolling over the impurities of my skin
But what are they looking at?

Those wandering eyes
Look at me in confusion
In confusion about the mystery they hold in mind
But what do they see?

Those wandering eyes
Are they the same?
In a split second they altered
Are they the same?

Those wandering eyes
Look for help they never wanted to ask

A foggy mess dwells
Through abandoned cells
And in perspiration
Pours out of my chest

In the neverending mass of
Inner monologues and doubt
I ponder, my heart slaughtered
But yet it remains

The stakes are my life force
That keeps me a float in
The howling abyss that affects
My dying heart

For its punctures give me force
For whatever reason they hold
As I open my core, flowering like a rose
And out of all of those

Chains of letters pour out
Clumping up like cancer
On the paper, the ink-stained canvas
Please let me find my resting spot

If I recall the last time
When the sun would shine through the night
The birds fly and clutter the sky
I would've thought that amidst the elation
I would've grasped sooner

Despite the nightfall I would gander
Amidst the abyss I would find
Silver drips in abundance
In fullest splendour

I briefly glance amongst the midnight dance
The radiance of a symphony in C major plays
The silver bows that weep no more
In its eternal hysteria, in its final mystery
I found my angel and never let go

The mere brushing of your skin against mine
The mere scent of roses lingered
I remembered your soft embrace
The faint breaths agains my chest

The eternal bond, before death's carress
In bliss I stood and looked in your eyes
They were dull yet dillated
And I traced your pale skin
Why are you asleep?

Blurred visions linger
         the longest in mind
When one dreams about
                                      the apocalypse
        The other flounders
      
        But for they are the same
                 And the light is with them
                 It displays mere cracks in the skin
        And the wind blows them away


                                             Clumps of broken dreams created
                                             Figments tainting the soul


For your mask speaks
Your heart speaks louder



                                                                                    Stay strong.

Speckles of dust dwindle in front of me
An artificial fog flourishing,
adrift, afloat
Leaves dance around my feet
It is dusk, it is dawn
Blurred eyes cannot tell time

Forces of nature gather underneath my body
Hunched over headfirst
I wail - caught by nature's grasp
Stinging thorns
It is close, it is far
The fog obscuring my path

The ground collapses into a boiling stream
Pulls me to the ground (pulls me downwards)
I question the ever moving stream of water
Reaching for the nearest stone
It is true, it is false
Dead men cannot speak

Drowned men do not tell a tale
But beyond the grave that lies
At the end of the path

We shall dance together
Through the stars we'll shine
On the music of our reflection
With the chords from our mind

As the wind blows softly through your hair
As the tension is due
When the symphony begins to swell
I passionately hold you

Though night has passed
Forever we'll dance
For always together
In the sky we'll stand

I can't write nor talk
I can't do anything right
But it'll be fine
When I got you at my side

How does happiness fare
I asked to a man
For he exhibited a broken smile

"Every once in a while" he said
I can feel warmth of a thousand suns
Only to be extinguished by the rain

To see the blossoming petals
Dance eternally in the wind
Only to be clouded by the dark

The broken man smiled
For he removed his mask
"Every once in a while"

The birds of paradise bloom across the valley
In the morning glow, the evening gleams
In the mellow amber light

Lift your wings, little birds
Soar through the vast airspace
Flutter in formation, the serene illusion
Where balance exists, where order conquers
Where stability feeds the concrete cortex

I respire, and watch the petals dwindle
As my paradise flies away

The inner city is my fortress
As the walls shelter me from the cold
The inner city is my teacher
For the knowledge it holds

Source of tradition and history
In a land overcast with grief
As the land wails my heart beats
As the birds fly the city sleeps

And overcome with brief, intimate things
I sleep at night but with a smile on my face

I watched the boiling gleam amass inside
The radiant glow that embraced me in warmth

It enticed me in its heat, intention underneath
As it burned intensely like the sun

Incandescent flourish of the fire
The blossoming of inspiration

I was embued in the amber hue
Renaissance of my inner witness

I brought my emotions to the front
As the calm finally hit me

A shimmering void
Hazed my view

Unbeknownst to me
As I walked the staircase
I looked back
Only to be greeted by smiles

"I shall return" I said
And closed the book

As a whole, that sweet, tender, sentiment of existence
That floundering feel lingering in the air spreading like a virus
It resides within myself
I am contaminated - the unique victim
Because everyone else is immune

That vague representation cast by the sunlight
It talks, it waves and speaks to you, too.

That vague representation cast by the sunlight
It moves, it follows and listens to you.

The unreflective mirror that views you as you
It mimics, it presents, but in this gloom

When it comes and grabs you by the throat
Which is the shadow, you or you?

And the king spoke
What is strength on a palace so frail
They barely hold our weight as they sigh
And creak like the crows on a summer night

Yet, through the blight they stand amongst us
In everlasting glory

Because in its rotten core it but tells us their story
And we keep them intact

What is fear when it breaks easier
Than the studs we have stood upon
For an eternity?

How strong is a haven devoid of light
In the pallid chambers when the golden glow,
Usually ubiquitious - now tenuous
Defies the strenuous conquest of the penumbra

Char their blackened corpses
For the obscured remnants conquer
The luminescence within

I blessed the letters
With a mark of glee
A perfume of petals
To coat its surface

Sent to receiver
The message goes through
Reception of communication
Embued with the mood

Return to sender
The message remained unresponsive
For its recipient was the empty husk of me

I blessed my letter
For the last time
Before I tore it apart

I was struck by a bliss from my desklight
As thousands of moths gathered by the candlelight
And with its fragile wings fluttering
Accumulating in heaps to ponder over

Resonating sounds propagating through
The continuum that marks my territory
The domain, dormitory where I remain within
From the grasps of the path of thorns

When Will time learn to keep its pace
The sun comes and goes before the moon
But rarely spends its time saying goodbye
Tragically yet romantically they follow

Yet the music lingers tonight
In the interior of this barren room
The sound of buzzing and the rain
Tickling the window sills that seal my room

Time will **** this occasion ever so slighty
Slowly draining its face from blood as it
Writhes in the everlasting embrace of mortality
Whilst the temporal veil creeps over their face

Amongst sparkles of the dim lights
Dwindle fractured traces, slit away
Pulled apart from the guardians of the dusk
Dust and dirt emerging from the kindled heap

Were it for Them, they would never cease
To see the dawn arise as solis vincit luna
They could fathom the sunlight's carress
For their sunlight faded to charred vestiges

Yet I remained here, the butcher talis qualis
Smothering lepidopteran remains, crushed at my hand
A solis ortu usque ad occasum, ad absurdo
Cacoethes scribendi meum

For my answer lies All in the order of
The naturals where even phraseology
Conjugate in what it is
The everlasting will of my inner demons

Of many broken words
I sat in secretion
Amongst the remnants of my very soul
Pouring my heart in the sand

Tiny critters scatter on the surface
Like a colony of ants
For inspiration is many
Yet execution lacks

I know I can't see you
And I can't hear you
But I know I hold you dear
In my heart

I can't hold you
I can't feel you
But I know that I want
To be with you

For you I wake up
And stare at my screen
Waiting to see
X is typing

You are my sunshine
When you think you aren't
You are my haven
When all seemed lost

You are my fortress
That protects me dearly
You are the forest
That conceals my grief

And ever so longing
For a moment so brief
I wish you knew
How much I believe

In you
Just you

Follow me, my dragon
Follow me to a better place
Here we can rest
Here we can play

Our time has come
Our mission is done
We don't have to be afraid

I'll protect you
You're not alone
Nobody will hurt you

As I found myself in the mere shade
I watched the streets unfold
A symposium of amicable fraternities
Crawl from under the floor tiles
Clad in many, oh so grotesque veils
To douse themselves in miniscule fandangles
Dwindling, flourishing in the sky
To let the amber liquid flow
Gush in spurts in an interminable fashion
As there amongst the spitfire
The chaos never ends

A puppet on a lonely string
Cannot dance nor move
It barely floats around in place

Please embrace my shallow cask
Don't you laugh at me
For as different I am
We are similar

Yet the puppet proceeds to dance
Their own requiem

On the brink of defeat I stood taller than a mountain
I let the wind howl through my crevices, the jagged passes
The bitter cold just brushing my skin
I stood stronger than a myriad of armies
Brandishing their swords for the king
I am an unrearing beacon for I pass the test of time
And for for centuries I will not falter
But when the rain comes crashing in

I crumble

Even cathedrals and basilicas would envy my stature
As I stand draped in purple, red, hues of gold
The warmth of the sun, rub my back
Glowing in bliss as intense as the flickering
The flickering of the fire in my core
I am an invincible fortress for I pass the test of time
And for centuries I will not falter
But when the wind blows in my face

I crack

On the brink of defeat I stood taller than a mountain
On the brink of defeat I stood triumphant before many
The castle where I stand radiates purity
But the interior screams in terror
Cracked ceilings, putrid pillars infested with maggots
Shattered windows and doors ajar
For how strong I am

How strong am I?

When it's odd it flows
But when it's even

     the time

Stops

Words
    Swimming through
        My brain

Until I pour my sorrows on the canvas

As I stand amongst
Tracks of iron and pebble
I try to jump in

But the brazen bull
Comes storming in with anger
But it is too late

When I think of you
Do you think of me too
I look at the sky
And see the bright stars

Your warmth I want to feel
Your strength I want to see
I look at you
And see the bright stars

And every day becomes a bit brighter
When I got you around

Vectors trace my shell for I have thrown away
The bonds I created flounder with the demons
That do not exist, yet remain locked in my skull

You wonder, his lips are moving
But you cannot hear a sound
You wonder, his eyes are open
But you cannot see the light

You grasp in the air
You miss

For ages I wandered
But ended in a slumber
I'm just another number
Cause people don't care

But how I fare beyond redemption
On the brink of salvation
I am invincible, I am eternal
And I will stand strong

A leather case contains
My small tusks of happiness
My eyes dilate upon seeing
The light emanating from the screen

A leather case contains
Shards of emotions
And feelings for I am blessed
I hold it dear

A fine, crisp rosebud
Amongst the surface, afloat
Uncover your crimson fruit

For I am holding
A mere skeleton of roots
For your empty skin