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

The forceful dust moving in
From the raging monsoon
Reveals the inner needs deep within me

The lightning runs through the sky
Bringing power and vengeance
If only I was as beautiful and strong

The thunder screams what I want to scream
To those below me
Shake them up with wonder

The dust blinds it all
Yet binds it all
As one

As I lay carelessly on my bed
Thinking of the times
Triggering my dread

The moonlight shines
It shines through and through my window
Dripping it’s light upon the mantel and pillows

This is the time I deserve to enjoy the dark
When I know the moon is there with me
Not a camera could capture this moment
But my eyes and record can

There’s no one I’d rather be with
At the midnight hour
Then the glorious moon
And her beautiful light

I saw the moon tonight
She was so big
And oh so bright

She followed me
Until I followed her
Into the darkness
Where her glow is endless

It's such a morbid world out there

Why don't you stay inside,

Where it can get worse?

My cries I cry are like a song,
A sweet, coded melody;
So right and so wrong.

My pain is dated and weighted and strong,
And it turns my cries into
An enchanting song.

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

my love is eternal and infernal
and I will be adding to my web

The natural order of the earth can be and
will be disturbed

The beauty of all that has been created
can and will suddenly change

All we can do is sit back and admire it
or resist it with great passion

Either way, the same outcome will arise.

The cold breeze flies past the past itself
All that was joyous is now gone
In the past of lives as we speak

Alas the memory lasts
Deep within ourselves

Is it enough?
To remember but not to feel
Such feelings and experiences
One can hope
But it is hard to expect

When the night falls
And your eyes meet someone else's
All you can see is yourself
And what you want in this moment

The reflection of hope
To grasp onto
Falls upon their face
Leading you to the brightness
Which only leads you
To an eruption of truth

Splendor is not enough when the ocean crashes upon my heart.

The everlasting spring is once more disturbed by the scorching sun.

The sun within us all, whose can shine the brightest - when all I see is dark.

The design of the world reminds me
that not everything I do can damage
the plan

Not everything I see must change
the plan

And not everything I hear becomes
truth

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

I am drowning as if I have never lived
Grasping ahold of nothingness tainted in the air
Gasping for the love I once sought

In a constant search for the answers
Which lead all but nowhere
At last I have learned to make that nowhere
My home

She feels the vast emptiness
Seeping deep within

Yet she views the world
With such capacity

She sees what others lack
And how they live
Without
Rather than
With

I can feel the foggy smoke
As it curls around my eyelids

"Open and see"

But when I do I see nothing
As if the darkness has gone

I wonder what I should be looking at
Blackness soon devours the smoke

I have become one with the night

There is pain in her eyes,
Pain she is willing to share

Only if you dare approach her

A misty morning can cover your lies,
but your regret will take your demise.

When the sun comes up, it will remember what the moon told it.
And what it knows- you can't hide from.

Soon the black cat will claw your admission right out of your mouth.
The difference is, you're not a mouse.
You can play, but you won't be able to get away.

Soon our pain won't amount to much thought
and we will surely die.

the parched winds wrap around my arm
as if they're trying to tell me something

I can't help but hear all but nothing
at the time they pull me away

and I can't help but feel
like something's not right

The wolves growl as they watch you
push me into darkness

I scream as the wind takes me by my hand
and leads me into the unknown

The stillness of the ground covered with soft snow
comforts my landing
yet refuses to feed me awareness

He makes even the saddest songs light
Fills my soul with overwhelming delight
Even his whisper is as strong as a hug
Every breath reaches for my heart with a tug

He brings hope in dark times
He brings luminescent flames into blurred sights
Every moment is spring in its prime
He is the highlight of each and every one of my nights

I've fallen down
The well of sorrow

While I'm down here,
You throw your dagger

almost reached me.

Looking in the river,
I can't see my reflection
The mist lifts up and
Creeps at my eyes

almost reached me.

Your cold, dead touch
Reaching out for me
to hold
As if I've no choice ...

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

I can hide in the night
because I can reside
in my deepest fears
locked away in the
weeping-willowed forest

I’ll follow you like a mirror follows the sun
Just to see what it is
You run from

The train is moving so fast
I can't catch my breath

It's all moving past me
So quickly I can't see

All I can think of is the past
But the past is gone
While the present is rushing by
The future is rushing by
It's all rushing by
Yet here I am

Stuck in between it all

Some made her silence, scream again

In the dead of the night

The streetlights whisper

The truths that have been forgotten

Among those who never listen

But always speak.

We both have secrets
That must be hidden

We must hide in unison
With the secrets
And with those who have secrets

And keep them locked up in
The treasure called
The Night

Ignore the water
Seething within

Hide it in the room
With all your lies

Tuck it away for
Some other day
When the floods
Come in and out

When they stopped doing
what they were meant to do
things began to fall
shattering all elements
from deep within

Singing with the shadows, dreaming of an escape
They dance before me, bringing all but delight
Their souls are fierce with might, but here I am,
Defenseless and hopeless

Dreaming with the shadows, singing of a tune
Twisted and deformed with the notes
Wishing away all that was set up for me
Empowered and hopeful

The shadows change the the temperament of the mood
They whisk upon all of our souls
Bringing upon a sorrowful wind of competence
A painful determination of accomplishment
Thank you shadows, thank you

The sky is bleeding with lust
Fire drips from its cloudy veins
Onto the world below
Cars drive towards the flames
Where they will be judged
With beauty and passion

Seven-thirty is the time for splendor
Power and pain
When the clouds turn pink
And clarity becomes clear

You can only smile
for so long
until

the seasons find you

unwrapping you from
luxury

throwing you into
the distortion

face it now

with your frown

Pushed and drag
For miles
By the smoke-filled darkness
That I too
Now obtain smoke within my own darkness

The snow glistens
Softly and blurred

It falls past all the
greatness
that the buildings hold

Snowy and cold
The snow falls
As we grow old,
It still falls

All I ever wanted was never truly enough.

So why am I always finding myself here?

Locked up in my own isolated cage,
away from all that could be happening.

My dreams haven't yet failed me,
but I've surely failed my dreams.

They've configured it all- all for all.

Yet I'm here with nothing to withdraw
from my own personal experience.

Renaissance of love and wisdom
Arise in the air
Springtime flowers bloom
To defeat despair

Yet here lies all
The secrets told
To live this season
With a spirit that is old

These actions
These mirrors I am stepping into
I don't want to enter

But all that I was is gone
And all I can do
Is move forward
Even if what's ahead
Is the great unknown
Of Darkness

You are the sweetest
Dream I've ever dreamt

Holding me close
Closer and closer to the edge

Stop

The danger soon
Covers the alias

The danger denies
The liaisons

Of this dearest
Sweet dream
...

I'm drowning in a flood brought on by myself

The only light I can see is a false hope,

And the only words spoken to me are just a mere
social expectation.

I'm living in an endless void of want and desire.

It's gotten to be so intense,
I'm losing balance.

And the only way to disarm this hysteria is
for magic to happen.

It lies beneath the ground, safe and sound, bound to bring us to a point

Does it know our motivations- our will to spin around in our own oxygen?

A type of musical note lifts up from the stone
A kind of poetic mist fills our eyes with the visions to set us free

It sings, it laughs, it watches us cry
It dances and prances at our own accord

The dark moon always finds us
Lying in our rooms, sleeping in the night
The dark moon always finds us,
Providing us with the dynamite

What does it tell you to do?
It watches us in such a manner

The dark moon

I am the darkness.

You've given it to me.

It overcasts my moves.

It taints my blood like boiling water.

I did not ask for the darkness to come.


But I asked it to stay.

Feeding into the haunts
of my thoughts,
I begin to fade away

Slipping into nothing
as I enter yet a new world
I am of complete helplessness
I can’t seem to reach my words

You leave me defenseless
Yet I see your face
And I see the enchantment
of the deep and dark place

Let me go, set me free
Allow me to wake up
Save me from thee

Don’t hold me down as
I begin to suffer
I surrender to The Nightmare
‘Tis anything but wonder

the past seems like yesterday
the mystic feelings
rising from deep within

but the past is the past
and we all know it won't last
not in our lifetime

if it is wrong to cling
to the things that are gone
than I assume the responsibility
of going back into the past
and get right along

The poor girl was taken too soon
Why have you done this?

Such an innocent, radiant smile
Washed away by a sickly frown

A frown of not only sickness but pain
An aching, agonizing pain
A pain that you have caused

Why have you done this?
The poor girl was taken too soon

The rain is so gentle
The way it is hitting the roof
Yet the raindrops reach inside of me
So roughly and strong
Evoking my truths to come out
And be washed away
By none other
Than the Earth herself

She weeps too much
Because there is nothing there

Who would have thought
Of such a devastating truth?

Clinging to hope
Even then we knew
All that is here now
Is only now for here

So why must she weep
So, so, so very much

Because all that she knew
Was deemed untrue

There is nothing there
And there will never be.

The storm arises
As my stomach turns
I can feel the sorrow
The wind delivers

The trees sway so fast
All I dream is to be free
The dark, grey clouds
Cover my face and enter my mind

I can't help but feel pain yet amazement
As I watch the storm arise
From deep within my own chained eyes