teeth sunk into the flesh
of a lover,
white dress, pure.

crimson, like roses,
like blood
both intoxicating;
sweet, sickly

eyes blazing,
like fire.
raging with hatred
that fills the heart of
a broken down soul

the promises that were made,
abandoned, like the lover
you left at the alter  

                                                        ­      ( “i do” , as love spews,                                                     with blood
                                                           ­           out of the wounds
                                                          ­    that your hands claw at)

Let today teach me the things that yesterday did not.

A plain love
For you
Who asks for diamonds and pearls
Never enough
And will never be

You ask for the stars
In a cloudy night
You want roses
In a snowy day

Silent prayers
Silent hopes
For you
To be with you

Though I know
You will ask for more
My only flesh and blood
My last breath
Will never be enough

They say the coldest feeling in the world is jumping into a frozen river in the depths of winter. I've held on to you for to long and I still feel the same but now maybe I should let you go , but that would mean loosing apart of myself that once made me gold.  Why can't you hear my call , why are you walking with you back facing me , makes me feel like I'm never going to see you again. Makes me wonder what I actually meant to you , cause you make it so easy for me to see how u can let go of me. Knowing all this still my heart beats your name , I tell myself I don't love you but my heart reassures me I do. The coldest feeling in the world is loving someone who doesn't love you back. I can ask you for love but what the point love not given freely is sign it doesn't want to  be given. I can say I wasted time on u but we both know that time was never wasted. Guess I'm a sucker for love , a victim of an unpunished crime. But still the beat from my heart spell your name. The bitter coldness you've left me with is incomparable , its indescribable but weirdly its satisfying knowing the pain and confusion is from you.

The moon tonight--
I even miss
her grumbling.