He played instrument with my heart, I knew right away that he was mine.
A creature with such hunger in his eyes, devoured my soul.
Skin as soft as the inside of a rose...he bloomed right before my eyes.
He had to be mine.

He whispered in my ears, sweet seduction and on shaky breath I gasp for more. A day, a night... a lifetime without him was impossible to imagine, I just wasn't sure.

He strode with such confidence, and like ice I melted. An exquisite creature so intense. I sang songs of love, of passion, of such grace, oh I longed to see his face.

We broke dawn together, In his arms I lay... wishing I could have him each and everyday. His heart I refused to lose, he was my muse.

S.B

I like to wear flowers in my hair and,
Robots around my neck.
They whisper to me stories of places I've never been,
And toxic lullabys when I can't sleep.
But they never tell me where to go,
Or what I should be doing instead.

They tell pretty lies (about me being friendly)
To unsuspecting people,
And assure them (at the very least),
I'm different.
And everyone wants to be my best friend,
Until they realize
It's not a mask, it's vanity.
I'll paint up my eyes but,
I wont paint on a smile.

So compliment my fashion sense,
But watch out for my disposition.
There's a bite to my bark that can leave scars
On places no one can even see.
I'll love you completely or,
I wont love you at all.

Just don't try to make me into something I'm not.
Because,
I'm done pretending that I'm anything else.
I'm a lovely little package with a "fragile" sticker.
But I'm wild,
Don't try to tame me.

He can never be sorry if all he do is make his guitar cry.

I see this small image of me

in my mind’s eye.

In a world filled with black fog,

there in the center stands someone.

Who feels like

my life personified.

I feel I am copy of whoever

stands in that darkness.

I feel I only exist there.

I feel I am the darkness.

between
the
road of
life and death
still
we walk
towards
the
road of clarity

Let,
The smoke go to your brain,
Even though,
We're told,
It only fills our lungs,
Cuz you just wanted fun,
For a night,

And now,
Your obsession growls,

While you try,
Not to let,
It,
Engulf you.

sometimes my window frames
my desire
to escape to the mountains
or to hide from the people outside

i get stuck there gazing out
at the world
a reluctant participant
who just wants to blend in or get away

but today i looked and
i just saw
a familiar place where i
incredulously
yet undeniably
belong