Oh, how I dread the laughs of the ignorant
As "the Bunch" swim in their own stupidity
Shielding themselves from the truth

The truth couldn't shut them up
Nothing could
So, I left them to drown in their shallowness

You would think they would learn
But it's a hopeless case.

When silence is no longer golden,
When your ears are in need of a laugh,
Let music do the talking.

From the charm of quiet chimes,
To the melodious screams of passion,
The shadows of emotions from ecstatic poets
Will excite your senses.

Through their tunes,
They paint landscapes.
Through their lyrics,
The play the strings of our hearts.
Through their songs,
We find pieces of ourselves.

Through music,
We find shelter from the world outside.

How is it that the winds gentle push
And a sun's golden rays
Could make an autumn's end so comforting?
With its lights and colours distorted by a fading sky
As the sun begins its descent beyond the horizon
Where its sleep awaits

And it was while the sun shined its final rays
That I saw the last leaf fall
All the way to it's elegant doom

It dove ever so gently
Dancing
Waltzing
Its ruby red tips trembling
As they skimmed the crisp flesh of the evening

It was today that I witnessed the last piece of a vivid autumn
Get carried away to a world beyond mine
Where all seasons go to die

The sweet song of the scratching pen
Conducted by a wildfire of emotions
Drown away the weeps within

The tears streaming down his plumped cheeks
Are the ink in his nib
He laces his misery with the bliss of his words
He paints his turmoil with the hymns of his sonnets
He quiets away the dreams of the past
Through his haikus of the night

Somehow, the frost gave him warmth
It was his only companion
Through a winter's wasteland

Any whisper he would mutter
Would dissipate into a cloud of mist
Fleeing his lips,
Chasing the frozen sun above.
Only the prairie of snow heard his cries
He knew the winter would listen

So, he kept plowing
Through a world void of life and colour
While he tried to escape his own

Awake for hours on end
And for what?
What have I accomplished?

All I did was swim among the echoes of my memories
Desperately trying to recapture it's magic
All I've done is drown out the chaos of my brain
Through the songs of nostalgia that ring in my ear

But, that will all end with sleep.
Ah yes, the drowsy perfume of my bed
Will silence the pain
Through the enchanted images of my dreams

Yes, sleep will end it all
The half death of my soul will send me off into the next morning
To dance with death some more

Your eyes betray me.
Leaving me to drown
In a sea of confusion.
Your lips, laced in euphoria,
Leave me dazed
Trapping me in your embrace

Why must the hue of your copper eyes
Complement the stares of the skies?

Why must the glimmer of the stars,
The abyss of the night,
Be the prisoners of your stare?

Why must I be trapped by your glare,
Demented by the dream of having
Your hand in mine?

Your eyes no longer shine
As bright as they once did
No more do your irises cage a raging flare
Once bursting with beauty

No longer do they conceal the lights the night brings out

I remember how they would endlesssly burn,
When the colours of a dying twilight
Would swirl within your bistre pupils
And lace your glares with its splendour
I remember, while our passion still burned,
Losing myself in the depths of your glare,
In the stars of your stares
In the depths of the night

That fire is gone
But its glow lives on
Somewhere within the dreams I love the most
Brightening my sleep with its bliss

Do I love you
Or do I just love the thought of you?
The thought of you with me
Is this just an illusion my rotting heart has drawn
For it to have a reason to keep beating?

Is love a lie
Or just my idea of love?

Do I hold your hand
Just for the feeling of your warmth
Or because I care?
Does the thought of you keep me up at night,
Because I need you
Or because I need comfort?

Is passion my drug
And you're just a relapse?

Do I love you?
Do I really love you?

Hidden in the masquerade of skyscrapers,
Muffled by the breaths of the city,
Live the kids of the blackened streets of the forgotten
In the Projects

Within the maze of crumbling buildings,
Lie the children who've seen the face of death
The ringing of police sirens
Are their morning alarm
And their lullaby before bed
They sing along to the anthem of gunshots
They paint the walls of their mind
With the blood of their fallen brothers

There is no escape
From the tyranny of the ghettos
Their fate is sealed.
Each of them is doomed to find themselves
On the wrong end of a gun
Held by the trigger-happy hands of a man in uniform
Or worse, killed by one of their own blood

Safety is but a dream
Under the lucid sleep of **** and Xanax
Dissipating through the grey streams of smoke
Chasing the broken skyline

I was drunk off the thought of you.
As I withered in the void you left in me,
I would find comfort in the thought of your hand in mine,
In the dreams of us sharing a last embrace,
Of your bliss melting in my mouth

In the kisses we would never share

Sleepless nights would be spent longing for your warmth
My arms longing to wrap around you waist
And my head spinning from a late night's crush

Why must you haunt me?
Why must I be addicted to the brush of your lips against mine,
The comfort of your kiss?

It's funny how, by trying to put myself together,
I flooded my heart with grief
And warped the world around me,
All from thinking of you

I hated loving you

"What?
What are these streaming down my cheeks?
Are... are these tears?"

Yes, today, I cried for the first time
The first time in years
I felt grief gnawing on my stomach
I felt hopelessness tighten my throat
My heart was ripped apart
I couldn't breathe

But why?
Why now?

I was pushed over the edge
As if all of my hidden demons
Suddenly wanted to come out and play
They heard my sighs being silenced
They knew my screams were hushed
They were the only ones to hear my cries for
Help.

It was when the last leaf fell
That I first met you
A glimmer of warmth
In the nip of winter
A burst of colour
In a world buried in white

A gentle breeze
In a world of whirling discord

And I can still hear you whisper
Every time the wind blows
I still see the ripples of your irises
Within the swirls the flakes dance
As I venture familiar sights
Without you

It was when the snowflakes last waltzed
That I first fell for the winter within your eyes,
Your heart of ice and snow
Despite the void you left behind,
I will always feel your spirit under winter skies
Because I know you're somewhere up there
Dancing among the flakes

I took my first wrong turn
When I stopped loving you
And letting all our memories
All the moments we shared
Wither along side me

That is when the winter came
That is when the cold became my friend

That mistress trapped me in her embrace
And somehow, I found comfort in her cold
In winter winds caressing my cheek
And being drenched in the rays of a frozen sun

But Winter eventually passed
Leaving me to perish
In the storm raging within me