I lay down with a heavy heart
My skin stretching across my hip
My right hip, cut up and bloodied
Scratches and scars reminiscent of the pain I felt
My skin stretches across my hip as I lay down with a heavy heart
I sigh and realize this is the price to pay
The price I pay to still be alive
But barely living
You know, whatever that can be done to get through the day
Even if that means laying down with a heavy heart at the end of the day
With bright red cuts on my pale white skin.
Anything to get through the day

I will be a bundle of nerves
A ****** mess on the floor
Consumed by anxiety
Streaky, matted hair in a disarray
And a little death around my eyes

The sound of your voice
The imaginary touch of your hand
Pulling me through
Holding me tight all through the lonesome night
Touching my soul
Keeping me warm

I'll carve and cut and sever (my ties)
Blood spilling out of me, clotting in my black carpet
I'll hurt myself, just like you
To **** the pain, I will maim
To **** my disdain and for ever
Remember your name

I ****** the idea, of your lips and hips against my own
Your tall slender frame covering me,
The tips of you soft brown hair brushing against my skin
And the tip of your tongue as it parts my lips
And we kiss
You brushed my hair away, held me through the night

Long slim fingers stroking and caressing
The softest lips breaking away to kiss my neck
Right there…
Your breath on my skin, hands firmly on my hips
And those eyes of yours; that unique shade of brown;
They tell me everything I love about you

The tip of your tongue parting my lips
As we kiss,
Breaking the kiss, moving the softest of lips
With the faintest sound of your loving,
Words only for me to hear
Mon amour, Je t’aime

Lips and hips and the tip of your tongue
Parting my lips
As we kiss
You brushed my hair away, held me through the night

Blinded by the night
I know how alcohol lies
But I’m saddened because
I can’t for the life of me remember the colour of his eyes,
Oh the ties
I’m tied down by the events
Of last night
And now you are nowhere in sight

I wish so much that I knew your name
This hopeless longing to turn back time
And alter the hands of fate,
I would go back to that date
Of New Year’s Eve
Knowing I’ll never see you again is driving me insane
I wish I’d never let you leave

I found him
Shooting up on ******, and making art with his
Blood-filled needles;
He was beautiful,

I wish I was in the midst of Albion where you roam the streets
With crumbs of rock hiding in the lining of your jacket,
Cigarettes and romance embodies you and I’m too weak to not find you
Alluring, Chains and guitar strings around your neck
Imprisoned as the starved poet you are
Oh, I think I love every fiber of your being

I met him down in Albion
In the black swan where he bought me a drink
And we shared cigarettes whilst reciting,
Old French poetry, I wished I knew
What he was thinking as he stared off into the distance
With his black hat on askew,
Covering his brown, jagged and beautiful hair
He was much taller than most I’d ever met,
And I loved the feeling of his arm over my shoulder
His slim frame surely protecting me,
From the dangers only to be found
Down in Albion

Black hair like a ripped, jagged silk curtain
Cascading down her back, twisted spirals
Like snakes growing out from her vile mind
Succubus
She has no heart,
And she feeds on your flesh;
Drinks your blood, bathing herself in your death
Your last attempt to overpower her
Dried on her Ivory, hard skin
Patterns of clotted blood
Puddles of crimson dripping down
Underneath the floorboards, her body awash with it
The beast, with piercing silver eyes
So beautiful as the moon,
Succubus;
She has no Heart

I saw Death yesterday
He stared me right in the eyes, tightening his grip around his soul
Tearing it from his body,
He couldn’t breathe, his wheezing still etched in my mind
His frail, broken down body; the very last thing to give out
I clutched his hand, but he couldn’t respond, his skin was so soft
Death was laughing in our faces and wrenching our hearts
And tears filled our eyes, he uttered sounds and struggled with his arms
As if trying to fight back, as if trying to see us one last time;
Before death drained him dry and claimed him
And the pain, he hurt, and we hurt
And I remember wishing I could heal him, fix him somehow
But Death had already been there to sedate him, maybe he was allowed one last dream
Before he slipped away, we took his hand, and I whispered Goodbye,
Through my tears, and I hurt so bad, for them
Those left behind,  
Death came and took him seconds after we left him,
We turned pale and sad, and an empty spread through me
Like an intravenous frost in my veins, I couldn’t feel
Anything but the sadness, Death did his deed,
And I said Goodbye,
Goodbye my friend