Blue sky's
Hold witness
to grey days.

Light shines
upon me.
But I do not feel it.

Just this
heavy weight
in my chest.

Just this
dark void
that's swallowing me.

Just this
Need to
Run from everyone.

I begg you
Pull the sun
From the sky...

Blind it's eyes
From witnessing
My destruction.

Strumming
off the cuff
diamond but rough
I die every time.

and every time she
brings me back again
for one more
painful
refrain.

I write love
in short bursts
the
scarred romance
in
thirsts which
I long to quench


and the notes send
shivers to bend my spine
one time
a thousand times
it's not enough.

she is the eternity
the pity of me
the life and the death
of me
where will we go
tonight?

slipping into the light breeze
on knees which have bent before
to initiate and to adore,
each chord
each sword cut
every if and but
I
have ever been
is seen reflected
in the reflections
we cast.

she writes love
staccato
her pulse plays
pizzicato

and I go
insane again
beg for one more
refrain and each
scar looks the same
as the one before.

This man resembles shadow, his world is bleak and grey. But I would give him all of me, just to make him stay.

He is my favorite fascination, and I told him this from the start. Cupids arrow cursed us both, when it broke on hardened heart.

I never did deserve him, the truth now scattered in what we've left behind.  All the beauty that he is, but whats most magnificent is his mind.

I long to brighten up his world, and banish all his sorrow. To give him back what he's given me, hope that burns for a better tomorrow.

Never could I put to words, just how he makes me feel. He whispers that  he's just a ghost, but to me he's very real.

Dust me off
      As if
I had never been tucked away.
      As if
Time never lapsed
into a greater space.

Dust me off
and see me only as I am now.
     As if
I never have been beyond
or before
this moment.

Dust me off
Placed on a shelf to protect                  
     As if
it is worth watching fade.
     As if
This corner holds enough light
       Just for me.

Dust me off
    And see me
through the looking glass.
    As if
For once
I'm not to delicate
for touch.