This pleasant sparrow was perched upon my windowsill today
      Treetops swayed with her sorrowful, sparrow songs
          I sensed you around me, wrapping me within your warmth
              For those beautiful moments, I was alive.
My little bird departed and I thought of you
      Will she find another welcoming windowsill to rest upon?
          I long for those bittersweet melodies to float in the breeze again
              For one cherished second, I wasn't alone
A broken sparrow lied lifeless on my sidewalk tonight
     The dim light dotting the streets lazily masking the terror in her eyes
         I continued along my stroll, abandoning my metaphoric soul
            For the rest of my time, I will still hurt.

Melody
Harmony
                  Music's Foundation

Rising
Falling
             Empty Sensations

Feeling
Believing
                       Hoping Sincerely

Fighting
Losing
             Suffer Severely

Breathing
Blinking
                               Safely Alive

Walking
Talking
                 Vanishing Drive

Screaming
Crying                      
                       Saying Goodbye

Slipping
Fading
                       Alone To Die

Burn the library to the ground
Assure nothing survives
Take care of that librarian who's trying to change lives.

Please slit her throat from end to end
Bring me that crimson from her chest
She worked so hard to build you up
Make sure she gets her rest

So clumsily she strains herself
To "help" others improve
You better snap that *****'s spine
Don't let that dumb **** move

Crush through her skull
Turn her ablaze
**** on her wretched soul
A worthless friend
Until her end
Helping you reach goals....

Nobody cares about the *****
She's given it all she could
Those efforts simply weren't enough
It's pointless to be good

Dear, feel no pain as she begs not to die
Remember that I'm right
Let's walk away, she knew we would
We've got no time to fight

The bottom line is that she's done
Her existence was merely waste
I don't know why you give a ****
You befriended her in haste

Now take care of this ***** work
And I'll try to return fast
And don't worry, my new best friend
This one will be the last.

Yet another frigid November has found this place
Inconsiderately crawls from the shadows
In a perfect world autumn leaves would fall daily
Instead...this shallow frost attacks that gentle sun
And everywhere darkness chases out those remnants of life
Every year those lonely, barren trees mock me...
I'm a wasteland...

Nothing can be frightening outside of the tundra
The worst passes quickly enough but the good never comes back around
Each frosty breath lingers; grows stale to remind us
Growth is mere mythology in truth
Seasons of change just bring back that despair
I wish people could break free of their circles..
Their cyclical "growth"...that quest for relief
It doesn't exist...

Am I different than yesterday?
The wounds within incessantly ache
That derelict heart skipped those same beats
Burdens of the past bind this soul to the grave
Only the foolish allow the *******
Until a point...  

I'll call this a dissertation although it's a poem.
Days punctuate this essay of the world without meaning
Trivial thoughts on humanity or lack thereof.
The world's deceit is clear without an ignorant lens.

I'll never know myself in the way I once knew you.
I made you my everything and then I coldly walked away
In the darkest silence I hid and watched you die

Why....

I loved you with great strength
        Faithfully.
               Painfully.
I despised myself but cherished you
You were that final breath of hope
I'm suffocating...

I've lost myself again...

Without the serenity of those starry night eyes.
That smile warmer than this desert sun

Hell....my Hell...
Descending into the brimstone that replaced soul.
Still....the will to do that has managed to escape me

I've written my own ending

No magic or whimsy like those found in fables.
No depth or tragedy from those stage plays of past.
Another lonely drop in the devoid sea of "humanity"

You know who you are and I know why I loved you.

Goodbye...

Will you just stop talking?

Stop spreading these lies.

No one wants to listen to your desperate cries

Your distress
Your despair

You still think I care?
******* and go die
That's all that'd be fair.

The devil's been lonely
So he courted my soul
With promise of comfort; that he'll make me whole

We talked through the night
Of our hopes and our dreams
With candlelit dinner, serenaded by screams

I know he's just perfect
And he think's I'm fine
So forever I'll walk with his hand in mine