Less violence
More silence

A tear rolls from my eye
As I silently wonder why
This aching pain
Of which you are to blame
Consumes me on this day
On this bittersweet bed on which I lay

No words can keep my sadness
From flowing from my fingers
Onto this platform on which I type
This poem,
this writing,
these chicken scratches
Will serve as nothing but ephemeral reminiscences
Of what joy you used to bring me.

We can't (couldn't) keep going
We have no one to blame but ourselves
It is time to keep on trucking
Move on
And hope for someone/something new

It is a brutal, grim, meat hook realization that we are not good for each other and it is very hard to accept.
I think, 10 years from now we may either look at this point in our lives as either nothing but a flight of fancy or something we had that we were not able to contain very well that was at times equally magical and horrid.
A deep Fear surrounded our relationship and there was not enough Support from either side to make it last.
Things fade.
Time has a way of showing how Stupid and Miserable everyone was.
You fell in love with a drunken *******.
I fell in love with a **** disguised as a fallen angel.
Looking back one year, we never would have thought this is how we would be spending the anniversary of our first kiss.
Our first moment.
We were crazy.
We still are.
I don't want resentment anymore.
I don't want your love.
I just want acknowledgement today.
I want you to find someone in your school that reminds you of me in one form or another and give him a hug, because you need it, I need it and judging who he reminds you of, he probably needs it to.
I will acknowledge you today in the only way I know how.
Inebriation whilst listening to Elliott Smith.
May I never do it again.
This is my send off.
Jackie
Be careful.
I still care about you.
I wish you nothing but the best.
If I didn't I wouldn't have written a poem and a brief essay today.
Have fun with life.
Now I can be happy.
This is a fitting end.
Resolution is mine.

No violence
Just silence

A deep red hue drips from his eyes.
Bleak ideas being entertained by the executioner.
A sharp knife tells truths that no word can.
He slowly carves down the middle with intent to remove the heart.
No gasps or shrieks of pain as death has already set in.
The bored executioner sighs and a sparkling tear drops from behind his hood.
"I have done more than my share for this poor man. The rest is for the worms."
He removes his hood and cleans his blade.
"I need to **** something."
He leaves his chamber of death to frequent the nearby brothel.
He approaches the madam and asks for "the one with the ***."
A tall young lady with orange hair and a behind that could easily hold a cup of the finest vino whilst she is standing appears.
She is "dressed" in a tiny bra covering only most of her ******* and a pair of shorts so tight her ***** lips are visible.
"How the hell did you even get that pair of shorts on that big ol' ***?" the executioner asks.
She begins to talk, but it is mostly mindless ambiance to the executioners ears.
He interrupts her jabbering, throws down a thousand dollars taken from his blood stained jeans and grabs the well endowed young lady and takes her back to the room upstairs, unknowing of the fact that she will never be seen alive again...

I have issues to work on.
These issues don't work.
My issues tend to darken
and make me become a ****.

I smell it in the air.
I smell it in the air.

I wish I could express myself better.
I can't think of the words.
The blood on my head gets wetter,
it tends to attract the birds.

I smell it in the air.
I smell it in the air.

Change sweet change.

I think the bottle has become uncorked.
I think I could have stopped it,
but I know it wouldn't have worked.
This slew of madness is about to unfold.
I wonder if I can die young
before I grow old.
The darkness compounds frustration.
The hate on which I feed
will breed creation.

A new personality.
A new vibe.
A new rationality.
A new tribe.

I will emerge from this cocoon
better and more beautiful than I once was.
Fly away,
fly away from here.

Each word she speaks,  lives filled with emotion.
Her body moves, like the flow of the ocean.
A shape which fits her character so.
Her eyes that glisten, all richly aglow.

With her hair so smooth and lips so soft.
It isn't what moves her up to the  top.
The top of the pyramid of lovers.
Who all (at a time) once loved each other.

Inside her, is a love that could never die.
With passion, ***, & fiery eyes.

I will never cry over you
I will never worry for you
I would never beat it to
I would never even care to

Never write a word again
This time I am gone for good

I will start a ******* gain
You won't have to push it in

No words can describe this
Always knew it would end like this

I have never felt this good
You think it hasn't, but it's understood

Hey!
Hey!
Hey!
You know you're right
You know you're right
You know you're right

It's so amazingly bright in here
I no longer have to fear

I will start with someone else
Someone else will have to help

You don't even begin to care
The life I lead will help repair

The burden you lift
Will help me shift

I thought you gave a ****
Yet I always knew it would come to this

I will never see you again
You are nothing more than a stain

Hey!
Hey!
Hey!
Hey!
Hey!
You know you're right
You know you're right
You know you're right
You know you're right
You know you're right
You know you're right
You know you're right
You know you're right
You know you're right
You know you're right
You know you're right
You know you're right
You know you're right
You know you're right
You know you're right
You know you're right
You know you're right

Pain...

I Never Knew That Love Is This So Beautiful,Until Today.
I Never Knew,Just Thought So That You Were Just Talking To Girls In Front Of My Eyes ,Just To Make Me Jealous.
But Today , Yea Today
When Those  9th Graders Girls Walked & Said HI To You ,You Rejected Them
Your Eyes Were Looking Back At Me
To See My Reaction.
I Lift My Left Eyebrow & looked At Them.
You Told Me That They Usually Jump On Guys
I Told You Soon They Will Jump On You, Then I Smiled :P
Your Response Was The Best Thing I Heard
I Want A Little Little Older Girl
At That Moment I Stared At The Floor & Realized That It's Me
I Lift My Head Up & Your Sweet Eyes Were Looking So Deeply Onto Mine.

So I thought I could trust you.
So I thought I could look you in the eye.
I couldn't trust you today though I really wanted to.
The **** you did made me want to die.

You think that you're in pain.
Well hey, that's part of being insane.

Hey, that's part of being insane.

To think of all these things
I have written about you.
These sweet songs my heart brings.
Well, anger writes songs too.

You think that you're alone.
Well, it's just due to your tone.

Well, it's just due to your tone.

Mistrust breeds anger.
Anger breeds hate.
Hate brings us danger,
and it may just be too late.

It may just be too late.
It may just be too late.
It may just be too late.
It may just be too late.

****!