My dreams show me images
Foreign to the naked eye
But to the immersed soul
Familiarly flows through veins

I have not forgotten
The joy you once caused in my life
As each night rolls into the quiet town
I grasp on to the hope
That we will meet again soon

The unknown wraps around me
Like a fading mist
It brings me to the truths
That remain hidden

I can see so clearly
Yet see none other
Than the fading world
Unraveling its deepest secrets

Today the cool breeze
Turns into rapid wind
Blowing air over the world
To ease the pain from yesterday

Sharp pain dulls the heart
And fire burns away hope
Helplessness and fear
Consume the souls of many
As dread drags on

But today the cool breeze
Turns into a rapid wind
To put to sleep
The agonizing sorrow

As I look out my window
Deep into the dark and misty night
I wonder if you can hear the doves
Crying

They sing with utter sorrow
Telling you of my distress
How you have forever changed me
And my chances of moving on

My thoughts
They always lead back to you
And wanting you

It is aching
And not such of a release
As it is when the sun is up
And the blue birds sing their happy songs

Walking like a snake
With an itty-bitty waist
Long black fingers
The dreadful darkness lingers
VAMPIRA

Full blood lips
Her deep stare drips
Full flowy hair
Sulky mountain glare
VAMPIRA

Tall witchy woman
Figure near-inhuman
Spooky, sinful voice
Mortals haven’t a choice
To love VAMPIRA

I see you have returned yet again
To light up my eyes
Upon your arrival

Drowning me in the raindrops
The raindrops that so desperately
Fall down my window
I can feel it through my senses

The storm yet again has power
Power to lift my spirits
Arise my adrenaline

Excited
Scared
Happy

and
in a trance

By the lightning's lit up dance

You have returned to the skies
I watch you with open eyes
With amazement

Your beauty is too much

And after the end,
Please return again

When melancholy erupts in my soul
The moon is all I can write about
It’s shining light
Gives me hope
Of a better life

Falling weak to the ground
Nothing to hold on to
This is the end
I can feel it arising
Deep within

It is the end for him,
her,
they
Yet they still keep going
While I am left
To embrace the end
The chilling, gusts of wind
To leave me
as nothing.

What if she used Him
So she could feel something
But the violent end
Came far too soon than
Anticipated
And He was the last one
Who would hear from Her
On a sentimental, seemingly
Manner

stand there holding the flowers
looking out into the sunset to the side
while the camera points to you
standing there holding the flowers

so oblivious
so under control
taking wanderlust and passion
into your own hands

Why did she choose me?

Why did she choose me
Her piercing screams
Grow too intense
For the fragility of my ears

Her soft look deceives
What is really up her sleeves
All she wants is
Destruction
And I am in her path

She chose me

Losing grip of my own hand
As the long road pops up ahead
The sky is misty
The wind is windy
I can barely use sense
When it comes to something this intense

The fact of my own disappearance
From myself
Makes it incredibly easy
For those rather ******
To use me

Losing grip of my own sanity
I own my own vulnerability
And I must say
I am very vulnerable

I remember the words
You say to me
In the deepest of all nights

They are mindless
And at the moment
They are nothing

Yet they dissolve into something deeper
Something greater
Greater than even our
Friendship

An essence shows it is strong
even when it is wrong
but we just follow along
and pretend we know that it's alright

An essence shows it is alluring
even when it is boring
but we just follow along
and pretend we know best

Beware the truth that lies
Even beneath the deepest of eyes
Because there always rests an essence
One that you may not be able to hide

We are vastly curious
When it comes to something
We cannot produce
And what we cannot produce
Is a happy ending

You are the second sword
Through the heart
Even though the sword is gone
The scar remains

I see you in the mirror
Through the waves
And shaped in the clouds
No escape
I knew there would be none

But I never imagined
How piercing the pain
Would remain

Absent minded
With torment at every toss and turn

Why does his ghostly apparition do this to me?
Have I caused myself such pain and sorrow
That I can't even accomplish
What should have been done
Tomorrow?

Thank you

For leading me
From darkness
From hopelessness
And into
A lit-up room
With beauty
And splendor

For so long
Yet too little
I've been saved
Each day
Of each year
And I am grateful
Not only today
But tomorrow as well
For being there
And giving me
All the things
To be grateful
And hopeful of