I whisper your name to myself,
and it puts this smile on my lips that's hard to wash away.
This feeling that's come over me,
Is so very warm.
It spreads with delight from the top of my head,
to the very tips of my toes.

I'm tangled in words and emotions, thoughts spin out of control. Hypnotising me in endless day dreams. Possibilities as countless as heart beats.

You must be my new fascination.
I'm beginning to settle in,
becoming to comfortable in your thoughts.
I wonder how good your lips might taste touching mine,
How your body might feel under my touch.


Lay me down,
Let me belong to you.
Just don't let me fade away...
I crave to be more then an indent on your bed sheets.
This time,
I want more then a once whispered name.

He takes my hand in his,
tilting his head so his brown eyes turn into me.
He's looking to hard,
with such intensity,
I feel myself folding like crumbled paper.

I don't really know him..
I look at him as he presses me to have another drink,
I already know how tonight will end,
me intoxicated and foolish.

I suppressed the thought of someone else,
his lips met mine so intensely.
Hands tugging through my hair,
mouth gasping stolen sentiments,
as he takes me greedily in his bed.

My hands shake,
and I feel bare as we collide,
my long thin body intertwined with his.
Alcohol making my skin warm,
his body busting after what feels like not long.

I know when I awake in the morning,
that I'll feel incomplete.
the part of me given to him missing,
another notch on this man's belt,
and another unspoken name on my list.

It's coming undone,
I feel it threatening to give way.
This is just the beginning,
At this point I already know,
All we've built will come crashing down.

It's coming undone,
It hit me quick.
The realization stinging my eyes.
A life without you....
It's chocking me.

It's coming undone,
And all I can do is stand witness.
Just wait,
For you to see it too.
I can see no future beyond this,
If you can,
Please...show me.

It's coming undone,
As destiny must've decided.
Perhaps the moment we declared,
Our love must be fate.
Time proved us liars.

I'm coming undone,
You see this,
Me gasping for breath.
Yet you point the finger at me,
Because,
I'm so good at starting over.
I'm so good at watching it all come undone.

I open my mouth just to speak, but all that comes out is air. You look at me without seeing, but I'm always standing here.

Walk past me without a glance, all I wanted was to matter. Disregard me and how I feel, it makes me all the sadder.

A pretty face that lost her voice, you took what made me complete. Now I'm just a whisper of wind, that can't see her feet.

I tiptoed past you but you didn't notice, tears streaming from my face. Still invisible I pack my bags, and leave this lonely place.

I wanted so badly for you to see me, but more to set my own self free. I knew I could only be whole again, once you instead became invisible to me.

I place my bare feet to the Earth, my long hair flowing free. I stretch my palms up to the Moon, and ask her to heal me.

Wind blows around me, Winter chill framing my face. My dress clings to the curves of my body, all pain and fears erased.

I won't hang my head anymore, I refuse to drown in Sorrow. I don't have all the missing pieces, but I'll Hope for a better tomorrow.

Dance can be a magical thing, it helps in untold ways. Moonbeams all around me, I haven't felt this Light in days.

I absorb the Universe, I just want to be set free. To cast aside these broken dreams, and find Tranquility.

I struck a match and held it close, setting it all a blaze. Watching it on bended knee, observing through the haze.

When all this is finally over, I'm hoping that I can cry. Been waiting to escape for so long, that I can't remember why.

Smoke fills lungs to steal my breath, choked I can not breathe. I know that I am absolute, to love is to deceive.

I see it all in ruin now, as fire erupts in euphoric waves. Every dream I ever had, now lay in empty graves.

Wild it burns with furry, warming my pretty face. Smoldering all the hope I had left, leaving me cursed to this lonely place.

I sit upon a throne of thorns, wearing a starry crown that isn't mine. Yet I am not unearthly, feminin or divine.

Time likes to trick us, age unfolds turning memory askew. Gold rings that held no meaning, just the absence of you.

I made a declaration to my people, banned this thing they call love. I pulled Cupid from the sky, so he could no longer betray us from above.

I've ruled a kingdom with no king, I've destroyed in ruins end. I cast a match with neglect, causing damage to vast to mend.

Whispered warnings no one would hear, Gypsys predicted this fate that's  cursed. Take the warnings that they heed, and listen to The Empress Reversed.

Snakes in the grass.
I inhale my cigarette,
knowing now what signals I missed.
I had hoped for a minute alone,
but he insisted on following me outside.

I glance up and he's watching me,
I wish he'd stop.
My checks flushed from wine,
but I am fully aware.
He is handsome.

He apologizes for kissing me,
causing my head to swim and me to fidget awkwardly.
I thought of someone else at that moment,
setting off a flutter of silent wishes.

I check my phone,
no messages and it's such a reach.
Give a man what he's after,
and he loses interest..
I sigh,
being oblivious must be a side effect of being me.

This mans muttered sentiments go unheard,
I'm only half listening to him now.
Knowing the idea of me,
is much different then having me.
I have no interest,
He's just another snake in the grass.

I speak for him
in  soft  whispers
delicate annunciations
     that linger
on my   craving   lips.

I lust for him
With   trembling   hands
    ineffable
             anticipation
    of feeling him
under my   eager   palms.  

I breathe for him
  in   breathless  gasps
startled by    his   disposition
   inhale and
exhale
swollowing profound ecstasy.

I hope for him
When   his  world
  Crumbles
bleak and desolate
      Amity discovered
a beacon of   immense   light.  

I love for him
beyond   comprehension
and far   past    reason
    Invoking
this rectified heart to beat
only
   for him.

Reality has a hard grasp,
causing me to forget to breathe sometimes.

Familiar hands choking me.
The lost opportunities get caught in my throat,
as I notice the fingerprints on the wall match my own.

To afraid to take the risk,
because all I really want to do is jump.
I wish that I could watch what holds me so tight shatter,
releasing a thousand promises of tomorrow.

I stand still ....
because I'm scared of getting lost again,
Deep stunning water that could swallow me whole.

Dreams can't be stolen.
But I see mine transform, as the puzzle pieces of you start fitting into place.

I kneel before the river of Eternity, beside the weeping tree. I gaze in wonder at my reflection, this rippling version of me.

Dark hair cascading down my shoulders, framing my thoughtful face. Wind dances delicately around me, my only companion in this place.

I stumbled upon strength somehow, I tucked it away for tomorrow. Still learning a lesson in patience, youth is something we can't borrow.

I'm embarking on a journey, to find this part of me I've lost. This battle within me has to stop, no matter what the cost.

Epiphany gave me the map in hand, after he crippled me with mighty blows. I'm off to defeat the monster in me, and reclaim this person my reflection shows.

I collided with an invisible wall, felt the force when I hit the floor. Pulling myself off the ground, I realized I've been here before.

Gravel stuck to my knees, wounds that only sting. The biggest devastation, is the sprang in my left wing.

Have you seen my halo? Just leave it where it fell. I thought his arms would catch me, can you tell me if this is hell?

I used to be an Angel, but now I don't know my place. Just that I can't escape the pain, that fills this empty space.

They whisper lies while I sleep, that love can mend a broken heart. But if you ask me, from what I see, it only rips the mind apart.

Like rain drops plunging
into puddles
this only echos outward.

I can feel it vibrating
the harrowing space
that separates us.

Ripples repeated
trickling with the notion
that it's moving...somewhere.

Slipping into
subtle transformation
that we pray is growth.

Obsorbing within us
like rain drops dancing
bound together by spirit.

Even the moon shines spooky tonight.
Clouds a light hue of eerie yellow.

A change is coming,
I can feel it as certain as the breeze.

Lips pressed red and time fading no slower then before.

My cheeks flushed pink from wine.

But I so stupidly miss you.

This change I feel in the very tips of my fingers and it whirls about the air around me.

It's coming... I don't know what...
But I've already gotten lost in the possibilities.

Exhausted yet I carry on, boots grind with each heavy step I take. I trudge through bones of fallen men, whose hearts I had to break.

Wings that used to carry me, now lay as a reminder on my back. Haunted by the ghosts of lovers, who once counted all I lack.

The wind whispers names of honorable men, who survived yet I left broken. Names not worthy of my poisoned lips, that have parted but not since spoken.

Beautiful in reflection, but color fails to hide. This heart of frost that beats within, that so long ago shattered inside.

They stand in line and follow me, yet I tell them with regret from the start. If this was a fairytale, I'd be that twisted witch without a heart.

I stacked you up so wonderfully.
Hand poised,
Fingers light.
Made a beautiful home to call my own. Yet it all so quickly fell apart. A
King and Aces lay dead at my feet, Slaughtered by my instability.
Murdered by the very hand who built a home and promised love.
Shuffle the deck,
Count the endless possibilities.
Ironic that hearts are my favorite suit, Yet I always pull spades.
Compose and begin again.
I keep building homes with cards,
Then become shocked when it all falls apart.

These are all the pieces of me, Take them as you go. Where they fit I never knew, its been so long I just don't know.

Once I was broken badly, but I never could quite find. Were it was along this journey, that I lost my mind.

Just take my shattered essence, that used to be my soul. I tried to paste it back together once, but I could never make it whole.

I watch you walk out the door, if I didn't care I wouldn't cry. Just take these broken pieces please, so you never ask me why.

I go down through the list of regret, the things that I've done wrong. Knowing that its a part of me, a demon I've battled all along.

A reflection of me, the women I see is bowing her head in shame. Knees to chest, regret wont rest, when you're the one to blame.

My lips are sealed in secrecy, of things I could never tell. The floor beneath me is made of glass, its no wonder that I fell.

As if an essence of a shadow lingers, that follows close behind. It rips and cuts pieces of me, and I slowly lose my mind.

He wants to point a crooked finger, that's fine I'll take the blame. But when he finally stops to think,  he'll realize the cycle is the same.

Can you love half a person? Who only shows a glimpse of who they are?  Would you move an entire family,  based on a single shooting star?

I used to count the hours, for a conversation I couldn't reach. Yet now he wants to preach, the lack of a fair resignation speech.

It could be laughable really,  if it wasn't so **** sad. I used to believe he was the purest dream, that I ever had.  

I will be the monster, but I see in a clear perspective view. You can feed me all the guilt you want, but I'll just coke on the shards of you.

I came to you in shadow.
Creeping into thoughts and poking holes in your perception.

But I'm just a pretty ghost.

My reflection I so often feel betrays me.
I paint my lips red because I have impenetrable walls.
You can't bust through,
So please don't try.

Hand held out to stop you.

But all I want to do is breathe your breath.
Inhale your sent and allow myself to do what I do best.. Discover.

Wonder surrounds me.
I'll always take a dare,
Yet I couldn't take you.

In all honesty my tea set it shattered.
The tea party is forever on pause because like my tea ***,
I'm so cracked.

I cry in secret,
silent sobs shake me.
Tears roll quietly
and    fall    wasted around me.
Leaving a taste of disdain from showing weakness.

I resent what you have made me become.
You can beat me
damage me with your words     and      hands.
Ill never expose the impact of you
c r u s h i n g    me.

I cry
In secret
quiet sobs shake me.
You will never have the satisfaction of seeing me cry.
Or the realization of how badly
you     have     broken
me into pieces.

I am void.

Invisible and not important,
To anyone including myself.

I am ugly.

This beautiful face betrays me,
I must have a wicked soul.

I am empty.

Giving so much of myself to others,
Yet I get nothing I need in return.

I am vacant.

You see it in my eyes,
Light dimming with each breath.

I am bare.

Stripped of all comfort and security,
Naked before you I feel ashamed.

I am worthless.

An item traded for lesser value,
Something you couldn't wait to donate.

I am nothing.

A shadow on the wall,
A small thought that rarely wonders to the surface.

I am so very lonely.

Waking up
in arms
that don't fit.

An unfamiliar room
that reeks
of alcohol and sweat.

Clothes scattered
along with
my inhibition.

Their fingerprints
now forever burned
into my skin.

A need
that consumes
absent of emotion.

This part of myself
I carelessly abandon
in bed sheets.

Wasn't I quiet enough for you?

Did I keep your secret tucked far enough under the sheets, Where even now, You can't admit I have laid.

Because if you did, You'd have to admit the never leaving, Because it never left. Longing always lingers in the silence between.

You've hidden me in the folds of the blanket. Always searching through memories, Just for a moment of what once was.

I can't return your calls. My absence now echos through us both. The indent of my body growing stale, Like fading perfume on the pillow.

I know it in the way you once kissed me. Yet now, You only whisper my name to the bed sheets.

I recall his voice sometimes when it's late and the world is quiet.
Longing for it to once more say my name.
I feel it vibrate through me.
It plays like a song,
focusing not on the words but the sound.

When I close my eyes I can see his face.
Handsome and strong,
a smile that lights his essence.
I could gaze at him forever not wanting time to continue,
knowing that he is a masterpiece.

I sometimes start to drift to things left unsaid,
silence and missing him always echoing the same.
Our souls are tangled in this unexplainable way,
curiosity and wonder always setting my skin on fire.

I could go to him...
but I've built walls that would crumble,
spent so much time stacking this house of cards.
We all share a moon I once was told.
Yet I never counted falling stars until he left, and took a piece of the sky with him.

I keep lullabies on my lips at night,
At those times when insomnia lays on the side of my bed,
Right where he should be.
My skin burns and my heart aches,
but I know now he's just a ghost.
He once was as real as touch,
only to become as strangled as my breath.

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.

Weeping willows hide the child, that sees beyond this time. Veils and shadows taking shape, within the forefront of her mind.

Her hair is in disarray, she's just woke up from rest. Darkness all around her, heart beat quickens inside her chest.

She lifts her voice to the darkness, and sings to fill it with light. Bursting colors stream forth, pushing back the night.

Home she can't remember, it's begun to fade away. Like erupting colors, the sunrise brings each day.

Clutching her doll to her chest the trees soothe her with song. Wind blows through her hair, and passes hope along.

She is the child of morning, a sign for better days to come. Shining in her innocence, to beckon the rising sun.

I used to have these shoes,
Worn down and eventually to small.
But I adored them,
Danced in them till the joy faded and they could no longer hold me.

Black and new,
I once thought of the places they would take me.
Dreaming of childish possibilities. Never knowing that they could hold happiness.

I wore these shoes when you loved me most,
Growing and never fading from the feelings of those Mary Jane's,
The lace socks so pretentious.

I wore these shoes when the world was pure.
Way back when pretty things fit little girls,
And daughters where meant to love fathers.

I remember them more,
As you fade into the years.
A flash back of what I have thrown away.
Worn Mary Janes,
Still shinny but they fit so tight,
That day you left me behind.

I always thought it was brave of Wendy,  to love a boy who refused to grow. To get caught up in his wonderlust, to fly and mock the crow.

She let him sweep her off her feet, with dust that shined so bright. He wrapped his arms around her waist, and they fled into the night.

Love is a curse in Neverland, unbroken by gypsy magic of old. Peter has a reputation though, tales among the campfire told.

The crocodile turned its clock back, to synchronize with Wendy's furious cries. The lost boys lined up with tissues, to sob their last goodbyes.

Maybe Wendy fell apart when she returned home, emotion finally giving to tears. Only in dreams will she remember him now, as her Neverland disappears.

Wasn't I quiet enough for you?

Did I keep your secret tucked far enough under the sheets,
Where even now,
You can't admit I have laid.

Because if you did,
You'd have to admit the never leaving,
Because it never left.
Longing always lingers in the silence between.

You've hidden me in the folds of the blanket.
Always searching through memories,
Just for a moment of what once was.

I can't return your calls.
My absence now echos through us both.
The indent of my body growing stale,
Like fading perfume on the pillow.

I know it in the way you once kissed me.
Yet now,
You only whisper my name to the bed sheets.

I built these bricks with magic dust, to keep all evil out. But instead I sealed my fate, for I can't freely move about.

I have these wings so angel soft, that want to stretch and fly. My fear of falling keeps me frustrated, for I wish to touch the sky.

He came to me once like a shining star, so bright I could feel the heat. But circles cast and secrets hidden, lead to my own defeat.

It could've been love, it's so hard to tell as these walls obscure my view. It doesn't stop the constant thought, that what could end this curse was you.

She must be my purest truth, a trickery of light. The part of me that has to stand, screaming silence into the night.

I prefer my silhouette, as my reflection is a disguise. Something waiting to spill out, darkness shaded through my eyes.

She walks with me and whispers doubt, this extension of my being. Never having to pay much mind, to the heartache I keep leaving.

Keeping all my secrets, she mimic's every move I make. Struggling with my sanity, and how my minds about to break.

I am light while she is dark, this Shadow next to me. Merging with my identity, becoming this contradiction that you see.

They try and catch her in their hands,
but she's nothing they can claim.
Grip to tight and all is lost,
it drives most men insane.

Patience is required,
when you chase what you desire.
Passion bursts in euphoric waves,
setting the world on fire.

Heart torn from your chest,
Then shattered across the wall.
All because you wouldn't listen,
when she begged you not to fall.

I separated my mind and heart, because they never can agree. Always seem too have different needs, and bicker endlessly.

I built a wall up higher, trying to protect my soul. My mind said he would break me, my heart couldn't take another toll.

My heart kept whispering his name, and longing for his touch. I couldn't make my mind agree, it warned it's far to much.

Hearts must be made of glass, and we keep our minds in chains. After all the heartache I've endured, maybe only a pretty face remains.

Conflicted because I never got to say, all that I might. Tormented by the memories of you, and how my mind and heart still fight.

I miss him so much it echo's through me,
vibrations taking over because,
Some days I'm blinded with longing.

The tingling in my fingertips,
just a reminder that his hands,
are missing from mine.

He had this way of making me laugh,
that shook me,
filling me with bursts of goodness.

Eyes so knowing,
they saw right through me,
leaving me bare and comfortable.

I look at the aftermath,
it could have been love,
because this ache is so real it stuns me.

I packed my bags and left a note, I'm headed for the moon. With luck tucked in my pocket, I'm bound to get there soon.

I've heard the moon was made of cheese, not the stinky kind. If there is a man up there, I won't leave him behind.

I know the sun could be a problem, my rockets old with rust. So I'll go at night instead, singing "to the moon or bust."

I have a plan you mustn't worry, It won't fall apart. With fairy dust and this old rocket, hope fills my once cracked heart.

Silence rings,
with a depth that echoes
into my hollow self.
Causing this clockwork heart
to continue beating.
Even through the absence of.

My fingertips still tingle,
from the need
to touch you.
Unable to shake desire,
or the want,
of your body under my palms.
I still break,
every time the wind
whispers your name.

I couldn't catch,
in my delicate hands,
all your tears.
My prayers whispered heavily,
fell with to much heart.
My eyes wept  sincerely,
filling mason jars,
That I  sealed with empty apologies.

I wish I was a ghost.

I'd be able to fold into what you wanted me to be.

I'd be visible and incomprehensible.

Your perception of me is all that truly matters isn't it?

Everyone always knows what I need.

Guiding angels so often put hands around my neck, and turn into monsters in the dark.

If I was a ghost I'd walk through walls and not through your thoughts.

Perhaps it would've been best if I had stopped haunting you months ago.

But it's impossible too drift away when you leave my skin on fire,
And make my heart feel so alive.

Words seem to cut the soul, jagged edges distorted with color. Always avoiding the gallows, though I deserve to hang like any other.

Betrayl is a bitter pill, caught in a circle to burn us from inside. Walls I  built with magic dust, to help me better hide.

I called for peace but he wanted war, bellowing like thunder to the sky. He drew a sword and I my pen, then he dared to ask me why.

Kaleidoscope kingdoms never last, casualties scattered in every direction. He stole my youth and robbed my virture, beauty fading with age and imperfection.

He finally fell from his throne, the empire he built with deceit unable to stand. I'm moving on to catch the sun, with hope held in my hand.

Transitioning from then to now, she contemplates her place. But time that passes proves evident, by the wrinkles on her face.

She looks down at her worn hands, as they reflect her tears. Free Yourself branded on her wrists, so it may absorb her fears.

Place it in a basket, flowers bloom of lust. Building walls impenetrable, bricks made of magic dust.

Fairytales they faded out, so many years ago. Buried in the person she sees, yet her reflection doesn't show.

I search for him in my sleep.
His name falling from moon kissed lips,
and slipping into the tangled sheets.

I reach for him.
beyond blurred shadows and blanket barriers,
Arms stretching across vacant space so hopelessly.

Nightmares stay on the edge.
Pawing in frustration that his adoration elevates me,
placing me upon a pedestal far beyond their monstrous grip.

Night fades in a kaleidoscope of rising colors.
Crumbling the darkness into opulent  light,
leaving me always breathless in this unspoken place.

Another night where I struggle, toss and turn, sigh in frustration.
Sleep evades me.

Does it not see that I'm exhausted?

I've nothing left to give, I am beaten and warn out.

Yet time moves into the next day regardless of if I'm ready to begin or not.

Nightmares creep behind my heavy eyelids.
I sense them pulling at the covers. Maybe I can push them aside.

Shadows creep around me, tiptoe through my home, so rude they don't shut the door behind them.

Thoughts circle, I try so hard to leave them behind, However they choose to remain.

Another night where tears fall silently, why bother wiping them away.

I'll stare at the darkness in which I've always held an irrational fear.

Don't count the time, it passes far to fast. Sleep please take me, I need an escape.

I muttered an apology,
but he slapped me regardless.

Truth is, it lacked sincerity.
Seeing it in my sullen eyes.

Men find it a turn off.
My lack of ambition.
My lack of inspiration.
My lack of empathy in general.

They still find a way into my bed.
Attempting to change my casual nature.

My lack of,
eventually exploding down his disappointed throat.

Long crossed paths that leave life in a tangled mess. Which road to pick will right my wrongs, I don't know I must confess.

I grow exhausted from my journey, and decided to seek refuge under this old oak tree. As I sat and ponder direction, it wrapped its branches around me.

Comfort came and tamed my rage, quieted the voices inside my head. When sleep overshadowed thought, it provided a humble bed.

As I woke the mighty oak whispered through the breeze. Letting me know I must go, and choose the path I please.

Reluctant I stand strong and make my way, looking back only to find. That my tree of comfort and refuge was gone, it was a figment of my mind.

He's got those eyes I never could put to words, but I see them before I sleep. Still a piece of missing puzzles, a riddle unsolved that I couldn't keep.

I could count the hours that wasted away, all the effort placed in between. Now I live in sterile reality, I've no hope left in me to dream.

My heart once broke along the floor, I stopped to watch it shatter. All the pieces left of me, are to jagged and bent now too matter.

I placed our memories in a jar of glass, tears sealing it with sorrow. Just another lesson learned, love is something we can't borrow.

He holds her in his arms at night, shielding her from a past she can't escape. Protecting her beauty from nightmares that lurk, and blessing her with soft kisses when he wakes.

He leaves to work before the sunrise, to a job that demands a toll. Checking the sleeping children before he goes, how he adores each innocent soul.

On the walk to work each morning, he greets a brand new day. Dreams that will come true he knows, his hope can't be distinguished or thrown away.  

You ask the measure of a man, and this one with so much heart is made of steel. Exhausted every day from life, yet he never forgets to kneel.

He is made of fire and rock, always giving when he can. He's pure strength and determination, in this form they call a man.

I sit beneath the tree of Innocence, hidden in the forest of Tomorrow. There I cried a lake so vast, neverending tears of Sorrow.

I can't look up towards the sun, its vanished from my view. Blue sky's I painted grey, yet another reminder of you.

I'm stepping off the edge soon, thought maybe this time I might fly. I'll climb to the very top, and hope that I won't die.

Muttered prays that only fall, they're just to heavy in heart. Everything that I touch, always falls apart.

I can't ease this ache in my chest, nor can I mend what's gone. So I sit beneath this magic tree, and listen to the Winds song.

Scribbled notes on napkins, unfinished verses slightly askew. I put it all down in pen, to capture a small part of you.

Have a told you lately that I adore you? How the sound of your voice can drive me wild? You're the man I've  always dreamed of, ever since I was a child.

You shine so bright you steal my breath, like rays of sun I feel your glow. You somehow have come to be, the only thing I wish to know.

I never did deserve you, I once knelt to pray towards fading night. Holding onto fallen stars, I wished with all my might.

My hand is missing from yours, I feel the space where your fingers should be. I want to give you everything, but all I have is me.

Exhausted isn't the correct word, as it's more of mind and soul. I bounced to many reality checks, it must've taken a toll.

I couldn't keep on trudging through dreams, while sitting before the hallows. Wasting wishes on nonsense things, while they leave me at the gallows.

I've hung my head in defeat, so many times before. But I'm at that twisted point in life, where I can't take much more.

Shadows follow me where I may go, voices so sinister and wicked. We ***** our fingers on spinning wheels, ignoring what was long ago predicted.

Backwards bones of forgotten men, lay in disarray. All because life's a *****, and she wants to make you pay.

His name was whispered but soon forgot,
as I drew in all my breath.
He is what I want
..at this moment...
Both exposed and uncovered.
A casual encounter where he like others would want more...
I put my fingers to his lips,
shhh.
Linger in this moment.
Let excitement be electric.
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