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Sam Aug 25
For someone loves you
More than you know
More than the text
To be written in stone
More than the anguish
Deep in your heart
Life can get better
Even if you are ill

The dark will come to pass
Even if the candle's dim
There's a time you must be brave
And know you're not alone
Keep your pen in hand
The world is waiting for the next chapter of your story
Sam Jul 11
So I bite the dagger
Cast to the flame once more
Living with this agony
Embedded in my chest
For the space is empty
Where your head used to rest

Now your silhouette
It haunts me
It haunts me oh so sweet
My empty arms pay tribute
To where you used to be
Sam May 22
I've carried hope for far too long
These wounded dreams I can't release
Flowers rot beneath my feet
Gloom's once more encircled me
I loath the things I see each day
This infernal world's made my heart weak
Like a novel that lacks an end,
The narrative has now lost it's luster
In this dark, I seek no more
Suffering is all I've found
Stuck beneath an apathetic sky
Leave me here
No angel wings
The tears in my eyes
Just won't cease
From now until eternity
I breathe the pain that lives within
Sam Apr 24
Her hair was fiery
Like the rebel soul that burned within him
Her eyes filled with wonder
He truly did revere them

Each day, they picked their battles
In the skirmish known as life
Though challenges besieged them,
Their young souls were rich with fight

And each night,
They submerged themselves in starlight
Drawing up their battle plans for an incoming tomorrow
Warming each others hearts
With the stories and smiles that they shared

For alone they used to wander
Until solace found a way
It lived in every moment
From which their romance grew
Sam Mar 30
His brittle heart kept him from sobriety
Withered bar stools
A place he wept so quietly
Indulging in the sorrow
Stuck within his soul
Living in the heartache
His time so often spent alone

She illuminated the darkness
Skulking in his skull
He felt hope with her hand held close
Tightly now he gripped the glass
Colors faded and returned to black
He wished upon his amber ale
As the bubbles rushed to top
He wished his love could have been enough
Sam Mar 24
The tragedy is
there's a prison in my mind
all the thoughts that lurk there
are ones I wish were never mine
they etch into my heart
the scars I wear so bright

They whisper wicked stories
of things that never happened
or maybe things that did
things that shouldn't create ripples
in the current in my life
but here I lay in bed
stuck awake at night
eyes cutting blankly
through the nothingness of my cold and dark bedroom
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