I wander to the forest
To stand among the giants
To listen to their stories

They know nothing of violence
They know nothing of greed
Each and every one
Began a simple seed

I stand among these titans
Staring at the leaves
My heart is quickly lost
Stolen by the trees

She said "Pick your poison"
and I must admit
Her selection was quite impressive
Bottle after bottle
Each unique in it's figure
No single one containing a liquid of the same shade.
Some older than me
Others predating my father

When my eyes finished scanning
as if they even had to
My words came out softly
Possibly to lull her troubled mind
"The only thing in this room I pick, is to have you in my life. Forever til the end."

My heart held captive
A hostage to her smile
Tragically it waits
For a day that may never come
Tragically it waits
For her to feel the same

They say the black rose has the fewest thorns.
The truth is, she wears them on the inside.

Being a hopeless romantic...

It's laying in bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.
Listening to any love song with piano.

It's thinking about that one person.
From dawn until dusk, and dusk until dawn.
Their name, their smile, repeating in your mind.

It's realizing you may never be the one locked in their arms.
The only place you truly desire to be.
No matter how hard you try.

It's accepting sadness as  a part of you.
At least it's better than feeling nothing at all.

It's a beautifully, broken, equation.
One that has no universal solution.

Being a hopeless romantic...

It's a blessing and a curse.

If I die in the mountains, leave me there to rot.
My boots will outlive my flesh.

So just push me from the trail, and cover me with dirt.
My soul, it will be free.

Bury me where the air is fresh and foliage is lush.
My true home, and the only one I've known.

Don't cry a single tear.
My corpse will disappear.

Far below the earth.
My heart can finally rest.

It's easy to say that you're living
check your pulse
Proudly announce that it's there
but are you living?
or are you dying?
We're all dying slowly
it's a fact of nature
it's a fact that finality awaits

When I say living
I don't just mean
having a pulse
having breath inside your lungs
No
Living is much more
Living is experiencing as much as you can
Not fearing death
but embracing it as a reality
being able to overcome

Life to me is precious
Every given moment
Living to me
is doing the things
that bring peace and harmony to my soul
these things are different for everyone
but for me
Living is hugging trees on nameless trails
It's climbing rocks
Being captured by mountain views
Views so spectacular, that tears of joy fill my eyes

See living, living is spending your time
with the people you love
Spending your time
doing the things that make your heart want to smile
Eventually, everyone dies
The best thing you can do is to live life
Don't spend it dying

Her eyes were like a broken window
Deceptively offering a sense of security
Past the shattered glass
It was obvious to see
The broken home was still living in her
Even if she wasn't living in it

When I caught a glimpse of you, I barely could believe.
You sat there on my porch as if to be my sign.
And when our eyes locked, you didn't fly away.
Is it injured? Is it real?
These were my first thoughts.
Even as I opened the door, and stepped towards you, beautifully you held your perch.
You're the bird they love to hate.
Your beauty they can not see.
Dark, smart, and misconstrued.
They say that you're an omen, but I can see that you're my guide.
To the crow outside my window, you're always on my mind.
To the crow outside my window, you're really just like me.

Days crumbling faster, still the countless shades of hopeless linger in my eyes. Like notes written on a napkin from a diner where the doors never lock. A napkin soon to be ravaged by hands and stuffed into a pocket. The end result, shreds and pieces.
Reminiscent of the current state of my still beating heart.
                      Questioning every thought, every dream. Life falling
apart as the zipper travels down the seam. Skies become gray, and everything is grim. Love lost to the girl who stole my whole world. Now I fill the void with cigarettes left half smoked. Trying to find a way, to mend a heart left fully broke.

You've always been the one to shine
Radiating warmth and compassion
You could incorporate anyone into a conversation
Eyes with a dashing twinkle like stars grounded to earth

I've always been lackluster
Misanthropic by nature
I hide in forests and on mountains
As much from the world as from myself

Despite all our differences
You chose me to be the one to reside inside your heart
Despite that I could never be every thing you are
I will always love you as I have from the start

We danced among the tombstones
Verdant ground to kiss our feet
Her hand as cold as winter
My smile from beyond

Beautiful Bounty, that was her name
The vessel to take us to stake our new claim
Her cabins were sleek
A strong wooden frame
We set to the seas
Fortune awaits

Beautiful Bounty, now gone astray
Great blue skies
Now faded gray
weak lumber and hunger cause great dismay

Beautiful Bounty, sunk deep in the sea
Eighty-eight souls nevermore to be
No fame nor riches did they ever witness

Beauty Bounty, that was her name
A watery grave
The last thing she gave

There was a story

Written in her eyes

One that wasn't finished

So I kissed her slowly

And I whispered in her ear

"From now on we write together"

"And we will until the end"

I've never been much for wine.
If I was, you'd be the last sip of a fine red.
A moment staring at the empty glass.
The taste lingering.
Soon, a craving fills the mind.
Followed by a void feeling in the heart.


I've never been much for wine.
I used to be much for you.
Now memories infect my head.
The last moments we spent together.
Like that last sip,
you've become unforgettable.

Spare me your remorse
For I was a tragedy long before
you walked into my life
And wish not for my happiness
For gray is just as beautiful as
red
Have no pity for my agony
And understand it makes the good times better
Sadness signed a signature
And she wrote it on my soul

My life was a tragedy.
Like a train wreck with mounting causalities.

I was on a Ferris-wheel of suffering.
As soon as I hit the top, I simply found my way back to the bottom.

I was the actor, all hopes lost.
Sitting, waiting for help to save the day.
Only my help never came.

My life was a joke, just no one was laughing.
The audience wore mortified expressions, rather than those of joy.

Agony spread like cancer through my veins.
It calcified around my heart and left me broken inside.

No matter how hard I tried to swim, the cinder-blocks were chained tightly to my ankles.

But then...

Then I met you.

It's getting cold
And I really should go home
But staring at the stars
Helps me feel far less alone

Meet me at the gate
To the place I now call home
Meet me at the gate
And I'll take you to my stone
To the place where I now rest
I'm right between the trees
Can you see me?
I sing from top'the knoll
Can you hear me?
My pillar is made of stone
And I'm buried far below
So when you call my name
Know I'm just a ghost.

Vengeful enemy
Why must you be?
Why must you lurk?
So deep inside of me

Is there a reason?
You burn my soul
My hopes and dreams
Fading

Your grip is unletting
As you drag me back
Back to the endless void

In the mountains, I found myself
Kissed by ferns, by boots tread deep
Further into verdant green
Songs are sung by wind through trees
Ascending higher, I breach the peak
In myself, mountains free me

In the darkness of the night
I lay among the dead
Tucked between the tombstones
I gaze upon the stars
For the briefest moment
I wonder where you are
Only to remember
You really aren't that far
You're right here next to me
And embedded in my heart
As much as I pretend
I can't outrun the truth
Despite your presence with me
You still sleep beneath the grass.

Through the chaos, I caught a glimpse of you
The nightmare unfolding couldn't rob you of that glorious, warm, smile
You sent me weaving through a labyrinth of lost souls
Extending my arms to embrace you
To shield you from this broken inhabitance
This world so far lost among the shadows
And as my palms met your back
I could feel that you were empty
The one with the strong, sturdy, smile
You were trembling
That's when I realized
We shared the same nightmare
That's when I realized
The sorrow living in your eyes
But when you hooked your arms around my back
And pressed your face into my chest
When your crystal tears bled through my shirt
That's when I realized
Nightmares can end

As the **** of the cigarette grows closer to my lips
I find my mind free of any thought of you
And for five, ten, maybe twenty minutes if I'm lucky
I won't have to suffocate in your memory

You must excuse my lifeless demeanor
You see, physically, my heart is in my chest
But emotionally, it's torn

I hope you can see past my blank stare
Maybe catch a glimpse of something other than hopelessness
A humble smile
Is my way of telling you I'm alive

He holds his breath
Hands white as winter
Releasing it slowly with a whisper
"I love you more than you could know"

He feels the air growing crisper
Holding her hand in mid-December
Life with her brought him bliss
Hand in hand, they watch ships pass

Her hair was good at catching snow
His love for her, she already knew
In that moment, her heart was full
Together in a moonlit eternity

She went where her heart was
And it wasn't with me
Now all my dreams
Just sink in the sea

Drops of rain engulf the space around me. Burdening my jacket with their fleeting composition. I stare to the clouds with eyes so empty.
Eyes so hollow from this eternal case of melancholia.

My hearts sinks to the catacombs, and there is shall remain.
Stuck in yesterday, yet dreaming of tomorrow. I feel the growing pains as it wishes to escape. To be free of the malady of being alone. To find the one who can nurture it for eternity.

The sun pierces the clouds, reminding me to breathe. Reminding me to smile. To love. I can't deny this beckoning. This call to arms. For even in the dark you must follow your heart. Through atrophy, through apathy, I choose to carry on. Though the path is lost, and full of challenges, I will not give in to the anguish that lies within.

I am lost in the empty streets. Wandering further as the snow melts around me. Slowly, it loses it's form. Never to be what it once was. Tragically, it reminds me of my heart.

A blackened path
A darkened soul
Reasons I fight
Lost from my sight

Slowly forgetting
What used to be
What could have been

When my light dims
The shadows come to take me
When my light dims
Will you be there to save me?

Or will I fade away?
Forever in the gray
Blessed by this deception
In need of resurrection

A bird with broken wings
This bird no longer sings

Time becoming thin
With each passing day
My heart is more constricted
Please come and cut the chain
Save me from this sorrow
And free
I will fly again

Ripples on the surface

Currents far below

Light they never see

Dark is all they know

I would be your sword, if you would be my shield.
I would fight away your sorrows, if you protect me from myself.

If you would be my rose, I would be your water.
I would keep your roots alive, and show you how to thrive.
Without you, I would dissipate.
Eaten by the soil.

I would be the clock, if you would be my hands.
I'm stuck here in the past, and need you to move forward.

If you would be my kite, I would be your wind.
I'd take you to new heights.
Embracing every ounce of your beauty.
Showing you off to the world.

I guess it's nice to dream.

You are cheery
And I am dreary

You are social
And I am a rock

You live to see the sun
I lurk among the shadows

But when I'm by your side
I actually feel alive