little reasons to be fearful
reasons with no ground at all
door creak in an empty hallway
trapdoor in the hallway, fall
fall down seven dreadful stories
in a house of only two
possible is out of question
everything will come for you

howling walls in rooms forgotten
summon life from rusted chains
faded, weary, tainted, taunting
be reborn through scorched remains

little things just left unsettled
tiny pieces of unknown
hums and whispers, demon-meddled
faces felt but never shown
fangs of phantom, eyes of monsters
wails from deep dark tombstone walls
darkest midnight, blackest shadow
Answers to the demon's calls

You know we're like a movie, right?
The way I miss you every night
The way that you're afraid of heights
Or how we kiss after we fight

You know, we read just like a story
In our distinctive kind of glory
With every fail and each victory
And all the times we say we're sorry

You and I are like a favorite song
How we can talk the whole night long
Or find a way to do everything wrong
And somehow find where we belong

You're too hot-tempered, and I'm stubborn and careless
But I won't have you any different, and you can't change me
So keep loving me crazy--we'll love every minute
And run off into the sunset...just you and me

why can you not hold my hand?
why, if you used to hold it so?
why is it wrong to feel my love
if that's all you used to know

why, if you had everything,
did you still choose to leave my side?
have you fallen out of love?
have you something to hide?

tell me how much more you need
to persuade you back into my sight
so many others I do not desire
for you alone I fight

take me back, back to your *****
take me into freedom's bliss
for every night you stay away
one year of love you miss

i'll never long for a sweet body
like I've longed for yours endlessly
i'll never know another soul
like the one formed between you and me

Today I saw a photograph
I've never seen before
It was too much for me to bear,
But left me wanting more

It was like heaven, here on land
Though flaming like a fire
Like child and mother, hand in hand
More reckless than desire

A sunrise o'er a field of blooms
Too vast to know what kind
Sky making clouds like billowed tombs
Cold, damp walls, colored sky behind

With just enough light to capture
The prime of each vividity
With just enough sight to rapture
It's Creator's dense divinity

take tiny, tattered wings of hope
and burst them at the seams
watch feathers flit in helpless heaps,
the time despair redeems
and mangled bowels of peace's dove
let soak into the earth
and pray to God and Him alone
that hope will find rebirth
the hypocrite sits on his bed
admires himself and poses
he bathes his garden weeds in wine
and vinegar, his roses
God, when will mercy grow too tired
to reach out to rotting limbs;
straining just to hold our hands
and condemn all our sins?
when will grace grow old and leave
to rest in heaven's bliss?
but God, mercy and grace all live
we know not what we'd miss

the time she gave her heart away,
she'd finished holding tight
she let it fly
so by and by
he'd find it in the night

the time she gave her heart away,
she knew that she did well
for when she woke
from true-love's stroke
she'd broken every spell

the time she gave her heart away,
she gave it to a man
a brilliant one
the moon's own son
star-struck, she gave her hand

and when she gave her heart away
she knew it wasn't wrong
to hold it in
would be a sin
if to him it truly belonged

Cold hand writing words
Cold words touching my heart
Cold heart freezing my soul
Cold soul tearing me apart

Ice running right through my veins
Veins freezing up into stone
Stone, like the face of my love
Love like the blood of dry bone

Bones are what's left of the passion
Passion has gone from my eyes
Eyes of my darling look elsewhere
Elsewhere affection's demise

Demise of the beauty between
Between her sweet body and mine
Mine was her lust and her fervor
Fervor that chilled over time