Every drop that falls chains me further,
dragging me to the floor,
trapping me in anguish and misery.
"Blackest mourning lace,
Stiffest upper lip."
These lines I whisper softly,
hiding the weakness subtley.

I feel the bruises of every impact,
Bludgeoning blocks of liquid torture,
falling on acute senses.
the tears that stain,
on satin clean and plain.

Its a question not many can answer,
What is the price you pay to give away:
The identity you built from nothing,
The soul you patched together with sticky tape?
These trinkets are worthless to the buyer,
but to me their worth seems ever higher.

Needing just a little respite,
What would you give for that single second?
The last breath your lungs will breath.
The smile you keep locked and secure.
Tokens to a drunken gamblers addiction,
who wins you over with fanciful arts of fiction.

Her lips are red as rose hips,
Her smile like a thousand diamonds.
But her beauty does nothing to obscure,
the feeling and rapture that I endure.

Her voice sings like birdsong,
Her hair falls like silk and satin.
His laughter pulls me to enthralled affection,
That I hide away in royal discretion.

To love her is what I desire,
But never do our eyes ignite.
Whereas his burn with heated browns,
That in intensity and passion drown.

She sees the glimpses put to side,
Her dissapointment true and undisguised.
She sighs so softly then steps away,
Aware that the crown is what she's paid.

With one pained and honest look,
To the brother and prince that stands behind.
Confession printed on every line,
Knowing that his desire is equal to mine.

The Princess leaves,
The Prince he lingers,
A single kiss he grants to fingers.
Then to the night he quietly whispers.

"You are mine and i am yours,
And in your presence my heart it soars,
On holy wings it climbs ever higher,
And burns as deeply as hells red fire.
So kiss me once and do not delay,
For i will be gone by the light of day.
To the horizon and out of sight,
To free us both from our sleepless nights."

And with those words a knife did render,
Tearing deep with no surrender.
The price I would have paid,
To make my prince stay,
Haunts me to this very day.

I am done with love,
giving till all is gone,
feeling till all is numb.
I push aside all that weakens,
and makes me subject to loves affliction.

Feel happy now,
please cry no more,
in empty rooms,
behind locked doors.
I disown all that scorn me,
for giving up on childish fantasy.

I've never felt and relished in love,
So i cannot miss it,
I cannot need that which I've never felt.
love a fatal addiction,
that clings with painful friction.

I cast aside my heart this day,
and dream of days untouched by grey.
take me to an innocent garden,
where love is dead and never pardoned.

I'm young but aged at heart,
I'm content but desperate in mind.
Loving but never feeling its return,
Cold and jaded I hide behind:
A wintered abandoned art of patience,
A bite thats hard and unrelenting.
A Tearing temper spent to embers,

To all that mock me i make bleed.
To kiss me is poisenous,
For my heart beat is venomous.
Take a chance and feel corrosion.
**** a shadow and feel it drain you,

You will never be the one i run too.
You will never undo what has been done.
You are the reason there is no colour,
In hollow eyes and skin so lifeless.

Holding on to my own hand,
Breathing deeply into a new day.
Eyeing the edge of the douvet,
Considering what lies on the otherside.

They are not here this morning,
There are no phantoms in my mind.
Pulling me to stay asleep,
Urging me to give another day.

Mourning something that never was,
is a stupid and relentless task,
with no satisfaction or conclusion.
No.

Today is a new day,
Today is a new me,
Today is a new life,
Starting without the preoccupation,
And self deprication and endless isolation.
Breath deep and enjoy the new,
thats the lesson i give to you.

Give me guidance,
When my life is in subsidance,
Leaning to the cold and lonely,
Dreaming of the missing one and only.

We may not need to be at heed,
But in the passion and company feed.
Devouring every single second,
Feeling the pulses grab and beckon.

Who wants the money and richest life,
When emotion stabs like a subtle knife.
Killing the strength asleep inside,
Leaving me seeking again to give and confide.

Happy i am in this very moment,
But soon to pay my heart atonement,
For the years ive ignored its cravings,
Has left it barren mad and raving.