No matter how hard I try to
It's the worst kept secret
the fact that I love you

When you enter the room
I attempt to deceive
for when I look at you
I can hardly breathe

God forbid you should
notice me looking
my attempt at being
nonchalant
is hardly working

So we'll go on ignoring
how my heart skips a beat
every time our eyes meet

I stand
by the
water's edge.
I see you
rise
sword in hand.
you ******
the blade into me,
deconstructing
everything I am.
I bleed
for you today
my love
red droplets
color the water
oh so deep
But in my death
I notice that you
don't even weep.

come to
my window
have a glass of wine
you must see that
I think of you most
all of the time.

join me
in the garden
come sit and talk awhile
and I'll try to hide the fact
of what you're doing to me
with your smile.

stay awhile
but I warn you
never touch my hand
because then everything
I'm feeling you'd easily
understand.

I decided I want her.  she that with a raise of an eyebrow can give me a good day or a bad day.

I'll take her piercing eyes and that smirk, you know, the small laugh that she gives me when she thinks I'm being ridiculous or the flash of anger that tells me the subject is over, ended.

I'll take her lips, full and so soft against my brow,  along with her sweet voice that tells me everything's going to be OK when I am not always sure it will be.

I'm OK thinking about it now, but when she walks into the room,
I can't breathe, her beauty blinds me and I'm surrounded on all sides and at that very moment there's nothing in the world but her

There's always a whisper of madness,
playing in my brain as I struggle to get
loose from it's refrain and the constant
pounding me to comply makes me feel
quite insane.

Disaster brewing behind blue eyes
bits of chaos that won't be denied.
They tell me the choice is completely
mine but they don't see or feel how
I'm bound up inside.

Touch the people and watch them fall
knowing the horror to come,  the pull
to cause pain,  is the worse of all. I'm
the bad man says the song,  but they
don't really know bad, no, not all.

You left
in the night
silent
deadly
a ghost
a shell
of who
I once was
in a fresh
kind of hell.

I'm stripped.
flayed.
cut down
to the bone.
yes, this is me
since
you've been
gone.

I"m starving
for you
your touch
your breath
on
my skin
a whisper
alone
the cure
to put
me back
together again.