As I look down on these lands.
I see the sadness in your eyes
And I know you fear that we will not meet again.

You see me gone forever,
But you need to know
That my love for you will never cease.
Do not think I am gone.
For I love you to much,
with all my heart.

So do not look at my final sunset in fear.
I will come back,
With words of hope.

Do not follow in my footprints,
Do not cry.
Do not worry while I am gone.

I will see you again,
And when the time comes.
That I come back to you,

Please...
Follow me to Paradise

Long gone are the days of old;
where stories are filled with courage and love.
It all appeared so simple.

Though, what was it really like;
The knight, the maiden, and their love?

Was there terror in that love?
Knowing he was the object to many a woman's desire,
And she to a man's.
Knowing he could be called to war,
And she to labor
Knowing that all could be lost,
Life
Love

Who would know?
Who would travel through time to steal their hearts?

To prove that even the most noble of love can be stolen by those fickle of heart.

you see, i've developed the front of a sheep and mind of a wolf
and concaved into myself like an irregular polygon because of the
people who roughly handled me like a last resort, never to fit in
and always to be confronted with my imperfections. these hands
are midas's opposites, converting beauty into the beast, scavenging
the bone marrow of others to keep me alive. the wall i've built up
makes the wall of china look like a scaled down model, because
the difference between jail and my ribcage is absolutely nothing.
they come hand in hand like best friends and i wish to drown the
sorrows building up in my chest with a tsunami with metaphors
that speaks of safehouses where people exist, not annihilation.

- kra

She was a poison oak
Growing in my side
Twisting out from my spine and nearly toppling my balance
Her roots taking nutrients from organs
Making sustenance from draining me
After years of clawing at her trunk so close to me with ****** fingernails
My hands are the axes that I have so desperately needed
And with one swift chop she is released from me
And that is it
With years of build up to this point all it took was a single axe to break the bond
And it is broken
But her roots lay deep within my spine
Aching
Gnawing
Pushing
And I must recognize that it will take time before the she is completely out of my system
Before all of the splinters that she has left behind are pushed through my skin and into daylight