In this hole.
I've always felt so alone.
I could hardly see,
Until you found me.
Even from so far.
You left me with the perfect scar.
It hurts so good, and I must say,
You and I could rot away.
With you I'll walk anywhere.
Stick red begonias in your hair.

I think you know just what I mean.
The world may not be what it seems.
Thought it to be Magdalena.
Until I learned of you Cristina.

It hurts so good and I must say,
You and I could waste away.
Weakened knees and stuttered heart.
Forget this not, my favorite scar.

Even across states.
You've opened up the flood gates.
And I'm drowning in your love.

The girl that I met, her name was Scarlet.
And she drove a knife straight through my ******* heart.
And then she pulled it right out
Gave me a kiss.
Then the wound healed.
And left a scar...

Riddled

Unblemished, She appeared so suddenly.
Her eye's claim a poem my words couldn't write.
My dear.
She whispers benignly, A slow drip I.V. Echo.
A seductive darkness, soft and low.
If this is hell, I wanna sin.
Is this love I'm falling in?
This blue that I've been riddled with.
Grip her neck to feel her writhe.
The trickster taunts me.
Dangerous.
Sold my soul to dream a kiss.
Until the day our hands can meet.
I'll live inside a fantasy.
Dig me a little love coma.

I remember a time the world was mine.
And you were mine at this time.
Sold it all for not a dime.
26 years and past his prime.
****.

A Dream

Tricky is what I'm after, all creatures must succumb.
Blind is such an excuse.
A scattered mind hangs from a thin noose.
As tempting as it is to hold, I left.
While everyone was done.
It's all toxic, these few, these weak that fell before.
And every paragraph starts the same.
A chaotic place, In which the body neglects the mind.
How pitiful?
I've said tricky is what I'm after.
Pretending it's not a sin.
Not exactly what we have planned I agree.
Time has never been a friend.
While every torn book shreds the smoke keeps me whole.
Everyone else will live.
Just a dream she says.
A dream.
And I fell short.
Twenty-two should have taught me something.
The plane that fed me crashed upon my tongue.
A fault of my own I'll admit.
Without that last breath about me,
the fire stands still...

Now I'll admit it got the best of me.
But you won't admit it got the best of you too.
Now we are used and bruised.
And we know everything that I've said is true.

Now it's all just only me.
I'd like to believe its only just you.
I just want to set you free.
And try to forget all the things that we been through.

I can't change this broken man.
But you want all the things that I just can't do.
For you, I'll be all I can.
But it's hard when you're not the girl that I once knew.

You hope for another chance.
We never had a dance.
You want a perfect man.
I want you to take who I am.

Moving around and about the hollow.
I can hardly follow.
This force keeping you distant.
Locking your eyes seems apparent.
Searching your mind for a hint of compatibility.
Searching my mind a for a strand of sanity.
Hopelessly finding a way to be subtle.
Hard to say that it's you I could cuddle.
Hopeless.
Searching.
Our mind cast lonely down the rhythm.
Numb to all their criticism.
We hold our own.
In a silent moan.