You were addicted to cigarettes
And you talked about how bad it was
How addictions were bad for you,

But soon, I became addicted to you
And you were right,

Addictions are bad for you.
They just end up hurting you

A.K.

I try so hard
not to hear
your quiet tortured sobs
ripping through my head

I try to sleep
but I can still feel
the weight of all your tears
weighing down my pillow

I try to ignore
searing pain gnawing
my every tender limb
from the blades you took to yours

I try to close
my bloodshot eyes to block
images of your bloodied body
laying beneath once clear water

I try to move
but its as if Im frozen standing
watching you fade away countless
times, your heart never stopping

I try to reach
hoping to touch your weary face
wanting to wipe the misery
from your beautiful eyes

I try to show
you I exist but every time
I reach for you I break the mirror
and youre gone once again

-ARI

I don't remember what the last thing you said to me was.
I don't remember what shirt you were wearing.
I don't remember if it was one of those days where your eyes looked green or grey.
I don't remember if you had gel in your hair that day.
I don't remember. But if I knew it was the last time I'd see you, I wouldn't have taken that day for granted.

She puts her forefinger and thumb upon the ring and twists it upon her ring finger . Her eyes are furrowed in sadness as she looks out the kitchen window to the lake below . She barely breathes for the pain rests sullenly upon her ****** bleeding heart . She's had enough and it's time to make a change .
Love rolls like thunder when it's concentrated in a golden diamonded ring . She can't take another breath with the hate that fills the air .She can't speak without starting another wildfire serenade . So she sits at the kitchen table twisting around the bounds that say she is supposed to care .

She pulls it off maybe to her first nuckle and then pushes it back on . It has become more complicated than it should have ever been . A tear falls upon her hand when she thinks of all the love she shared . Then shudders when all the hate takes it's place and turns love into despair .

She takes a deep breath and then slowly pulls off her wedding bands and lays them in the bowl . There is no wind blowing but suddenly she's feeling so cold . She looks down upon the lake and sees the sky's reflection and half heartedly says ,"It's not to late." But she knows inside the flame has died snd it can never be lit again .

They fall . . . gold ,

         bronze . . . copper . . . and brass

Jeweled like glass

         'n emerald . . . ambered . . . and rubied

The days of my life

         fall autumned . . .

               sudden . . . and fast

For days I'm forced to travel with a mind full of sorrows to call my own,
Through the night I choose to linger with a spirit full of eager and hopefulness to journey home, I'll journey home

The danger is in my hands.
the danger is at the end of my cigarette.
 the danger is in my head,
the thought am I better off dead
 
For years I've walked in shadows,  like a wise man I chose to follow the setting sun through the great unknown
I've never been scared of death, but now as it slightly burns and haunts my breath I have a new respect for life and it's endless sorrows
Death as my enemy I'll keep close my dear friend Letting go is never easy