Write a poem about me
Tell me all the evils you see in me
     It's ok to be harsh
Write a poem about me
Tell me how my heart is mended and no longer bleeds
   Though I still feel the holes
Write a poem about me
Tell me how there is love left in this soul you see
      To me it's as dark as obsidian
Write a poem about me
Tell me all the secrets of the third face I cannot see
        I really do think I keep it hidden
Write a poem about me
Just, write what you really see

In a cemetery upon a hill
Where even gale force winds
There all remains still
She lays herself down beside an unknown  mark
She believes she can still hear the beat of a heart
She hears his muffled crying
She knows escape he is trying
She sings to him a soft lullaby
Whispers words of goodnight and goodbye
Reminds him again what he shouldn't have done
That maybe then he could once again see the sun
You see,  she was a jealous lass  
He knew this but still laid with another
That broke her heart of glass
Her will though, was as strong as iron
She knew he could still be called by her siren
So call him she did
His body now forever hid
Underneath an unknown mark
Where here, for a while
She believes, can still hear his heart

It's three am, she just cannot sleep
Not anymore can her peace she keep
  
          the room, so cold

She is fine during the day
When the sun keeps all death away
At evenings twilight is when she feels

        the fragrance of his cologne is so strong

Everything around her reminds her, she cannot deal
His presence is stronger every night
She knows she can no longer fight

         she feels cold lips upon her cheek

She draws a bath, but not for pleasure
It is only now to help her in this final measure

a cold, chilling presence helps her grab the knife

The knife she wields glints off the tile stone                        
Soon she will, this knife hone

She slips out of her robe
Hurries into the water, for this bathroom has become cold

   "You're here waiting for me darling?" She asks aloud
            
She poises the knife on the underside of her wrist

       she feels a cold hand help her press

She presses hard, the blade slicing easily
embracing deaths kiss
She hopes that her soul can take the cost

    "Yes my love! Come to me for eternity!"

As her blood on the stone makes a crimson gloss
The world becomes dark, still

        so dark, but she is no longer cold

The stone floor has had its fill
She opens her ethereal eyes
It is not him by her side
      
         "Who are you?!"

He is not there,  her forever mate

         "I am now your lover Mon charie."    

Instead she stands next to her demon

          eyes now filled with terror

In front of Hell's gate

     *He has now claimed his eternal bride

"I need my heartbroken."
"Why?"
"I cannot write my story without it."
"Then write a new one."

I have made a sandcastle as my heart
I guess I should have used wood or brick
Not as easy then for it to fall apart  

But sand is such a resplendent thing
You can mold it, shape it, create it
                  Make it it's own being                  

The only visceral part about a sandcastle heart
Is when your tears fall upon your soul.   
   *their waves rip it apart

These are the thoughts that swirl in our mind
These thoughts to which we sit to dine
We eat our words
Or folly our forlorn
Our passive aggressive nature's
Those we lament
We wail and we scream
With our pen and paper

We love unconditionally
But expect nothing in return
at least that's what we tell ourselves
For ours is a heartache like no other
One that can only be expressed by our pens and papers
Our blood ink that never runs dry
Like the tears that we know fall from our skies

The skies that are blue for everyone else
To us they are cold and dark cloudedness        
These skies which hold the stars
To us the stars are but a curse, the moon pregnant with our hopes and dreams lost
never to be birthed

Instead we labor in our hands and mind
Pushing out these thoughts of ours
Hoping we birth something beautiful between these lines

May the night give you a protective shroud against the evils that lurk.
May the sun erase all memories of this nights curse.

He comes to her in moonlights glow
Wraps her in his arms  
  
              it is so cold....

Protection he bestows
Yet she cannot feel his skin    

              so cold, she's shivering....  

Only the feeling from within
  He is her forever mate
At least in her minds sake  

              her breath crystallizes, frozen  

She cannot know if he is truly there
Or if her mind just fabricated him to help deal with what she cannot bear.
  
              so cold, dark, shivering,  can't see

For he is only a ghost that shall forever leave with the dawn
With the break of the sun he disappears
*gone

I awoke this morning reaching out. Needing to find what was lost,
but left found
wanting.

He enters her crypt
Here he came to have wept
But as he laid eyes on her
His heart then started to soar
No more did he think her dead
He saw in his mind her in a wedding dress instead
So he pulled her out of her crypt
And began to dance
Round and round her tomb
Dancing to the waltz in another room
Her head lolling to and fro
Her limp arms flailing like that of a rag doll
Still, round and round he went
Crying to the heavens
"This is it! No more can I fear of someone taking you away from me my dear!"
All this while he danced with her corpse while the waltz continued it's course
A madman he became
After the grim reaper came
And to rest she was laid...

Oh how you destroy her
Body and soul
She left you twice
just let her go
She loves you with the deepest of pain
She believes the skies mimic her memory of you when it rains
Time and again though you draw her back in
Words of love and how it could have been
Again this time her strength will fail
Believing that maybe this time,
she'll get her happy ending to her fairytale.

They say time heals all wounds
I do not believe that to be true
Maybe time just helps build up the scar tissue
around your heart
Around your memories
I will hear a song, or see a child being held
bounced upon a knee
That's when they come rushing back
Those Damn painful memories
Of A time when you were nice
Of a time when you wanteD me
Of a time later down the roaD
When we connected again, You and me
Then it seems everything I see
reminds me of how it use to be.
Time does not heal all wounds.
Time just let's you think that.
Time messes with you
Giving a false sense of security

A song flutters through my mind
A smile crosses my lips as a memory comes
Suddenly I taste the saltiness of my tears
shocked that they fall
The song ends but my memories remain
as the tears keep falling
Creating a stream of salt down my face
How I wish these tears of salt could wash away the memories
Alas no, these memories are not just rivers
*They are an ocean of salty waves

Follow me down the rabbit hole
Follow me to where all hopes and dreams go
Where nightmares and lost loves dwell in your heart and mind
Where here  it will drive you insane in time

So follow me down this rabbit hole  
Where everything will turn on a dime
Follow me into my mind
Please enjoy the show

The night black as pitch
My headlights barely cutting the veil
An owl, mighty wings outstretched
comes into view and rests
Rests in the mid of my path
Pressing the brakes as hard as I can
stopping just feet where it had land
It opened its beak
but instead of a shriek
my name was called
Shivers raced down my spine
Me eyes wide, terror filling my inside
Is it true, did I hear what I thought
Again it opened its beak and out comes my name
a shriek it did not
I do not know now how long I have
but the owl has just called my name
I now await for death to make its claim

A crucifix hangs upon the wall
An alter set to give thanks and awe
Candles burn away the dark
The darkness that has set into your heart
The thoughts you try to clear are committed to your mind
Maybe the rosary will help bring the peace you seek to find
Do not again think of when
When if it is His will
he will let you in
Do not fret if it cannot be him
After all
Salvation will be your end

The sound of the woodpecker pecking it's tree.
The sound of the wind flowing through the leaves.
The sight of butterflies taking flight.
Seeing the lizard taking in the last of the suns warm light.
The view of the mountains off in the distance.
They are said to be the oldest on this continent.
Mesas and platues continue this lanscape. The valleys and crevices below bring forth the beauty of this earth.
Helping us to see how great is our worth. Down in the valley, stands alone, an old oak tree.
Given to us for its beautiful changing colors to see.

That day marked the end
The end of something beautiful
When you did not fight for me as I  walked away
Before I had  stayed and I fought
I begged and I pleaded
All of it was for not
I tried to revive
I tried to keep it alive
No matter how many times I compressed
No matter how many I gave of rescue breaths      
No matter how much voltage I shocked
It was no more to be
It took me a while to see
Even the biggest fools know you can't bring back asystole

I sit here waiting
Counting the days
the days until my heart beats again
I know I have a heart
I feel it beat beneath my breast
the beat is weak though
I go thru the days
Go thru the motions
I feel as though I am a ghost of my former self
Where once brought joy
Now only brings pain
My heart no longer sings
So I wait patiently, as patiently as I can
To rid myself of my ghost
*to feel my heart beat strong again

Pieces of the heart
Pieces of the soul
Pieces of the ethereal body
gone
Given to some
Taken by many
Never to be returned
Never to again be whole

The moon has gone
Sun now on the path
The stars of dreams
Vanished for the blue
The dreams she had vivid
Wanting to remember
The suns rays have taken them too
soon.

Are you jealous
Are you lost and confused
Are you thinking of me with another
Are you thinking of him saying the things that you want to
Are you climbing the walls in you head
Are you wanting to take me to bed instead
Are you dreaming of me at night
Are you wanting to be my knight
Are you wanting to take that step
Are you wanting to make a you and me
Are you wanting
Please God just tell me,
Are you wanting
*Me

Dreams are bad.
They will drive you mad.  
Dreams are not true.
Dreams are out to ruin me and you.
Dreams tell what the mind cannot process.
Dreams are but the minds recess.
Dreams are ugly and tell the truth.
I want dreams that lie.

Eyes met
Magnetism drawing them near.
The first touch, first kiss, sparking a desire
Kisses soft at first then turn to devour
Wrapped in each others arms
Clothing soon becomes no obstacle
Unmercifully he antagonizes her beast  
Unbenownst to both the temptest he'd release  
He enters her domain
Rightfully making his claim
Backs arch,  moans ensue
Two beings trying hard to become one
Trying to merge both body and mind
Claim after claim he takes
Spent they lay in the others embrace
Continuance of soft caress
Knowing they gave the other their best

I had a dream today
I guess you were just on my mind
For this dream I had was not of this time

I was sick
laying in bed
I kept trying to reach you
But I was reaching others instead

Then out of the blue
you were there, there you stood
We dared not speak
Oh no, our secret we must keep

But your parents were there
They spoke and they said
Oh yes, they were aware

I looked to you and you just smiled
Making my heart leap acting wild
Then you spoke like a song of the night
You said I love you and all is fine

Then I awoke
My brain fuzzy and confused
My phone went beep
I guessed it right, it was you

I looked and there were no words of love
For it was just a dream, that I believe
I just do not know
If that makes me sad or relieved.

I have been told love is pain.
Love is not just pain.
It is freedom.
It is sensual.
  It is all encompassing.  
Love burns.
The light from loves flame can blind
but let you see.
It can burn so hot nothing  
can put it out.
The flame of love can dim.
***** itself out.  
Love is pain.
Love is the caressing flames.