Flipping through nothing
But empty pages
Made me realise,
You see much further
With an open heart
And iridescent eyes.

The wick is fading, and I have no matches left
In this dark abyss where I sit depressed
My valiant heart has become a perch for crows
Smile shaped in stone
Each embrace stiff and cold from my marbled soul
My arms depict a grasping hand
Reaching for a world these etched eyes will never know
Trapped in the heart of a withered artist
His mad dealings mold and make me
A victim of his musings
Crafted in a candlelit madness
Delicate delusions and vague allusions
To courage in the many veiled faces of death
Carved and set at the base of the steps
Statuesque

I hope the supple touch
          Of all the women I have ever loved
Cascades like rain
          Over every inch of this Earth’s terrain
Let the sunrise kiss from her crescent lips
          Chase away the nights gangly grip
Turning barren fields
          To blooming bastions
Of roots and seeds, nurtured into
          The smile underneath a weeping willow tree
Raise the bones of change
          From their dusty graves of grief
Discard your flesh and,
          Bare to me only what lies beneath

I touched the turbulent sky on parchment paper wings,
Crashing to the morning mist engulfing me in those terrible tresses.
Oh, how a constant echo of sorrow rings
And everything is wicked that reality undresses.

And I ever long for that open abode,
Where those in flight soar peacefully
But my feelings are suppressed and the worst stowed
And I hold myself down with the weight of me.

Look upon those clouds, carelessly they drift,
Much like my thoughts they disappear
And now that radiating rift
Well, it was never so near.

I grow old but remain so young
My naivety is a razor, recurring and unrighteous.
How many sentiments has my heart sung
I know this one is over and any effort gratuitous.

I wish we could fly to the south of France
There we would laugh, love and dance,
But like everyday and overnight
There fades in and out the light.

These romantic stories fail
And all my rights reveal my wrongs
We find it dying like the last ringing chord
Of two lovers sharing a sad song.

A kingdom of sadness
Leading to madness
A broken heart
Destined to fail from the start
I try and fight
But fail to see any light
There seems to be only darkness and despair
My life is broken..sometimes I think it's beyond repair
Someone told me to not lose hope
He told me life wouldn't leave me hanging and would surely offer me a rope
But I realized later that person was me who was giving myself false motivation
When it was quite clear that I was too far gone on the path to self-destruction
The war against my demons has worn itself out
I'm freefalling into an abyss of darkness without a doubt
Can I be rescued?
Will I be ressurected?
Perhaps revived?
May be loved?
I don't know
So for the remainder of my life..I guess I'll pretend to smile and put on a false show
And truth be told I've been doing this for many years
Putting on a mask...When in reality I've been basically forming a strong and deep bond with my tears
Dear loneliness... Can't you see???
You and I...we were meant to be

I'm in crowd

And all I hear is loud

I feel more alone when I'm with others

Than when I'm by myself under the covers

I know that I'm never truly alone

The one I loved turned into Al Capone

I'm waiting for the one

I'm tired of being full of solitary bones