A bad memory
She
Gladly
Left-behind.
His heart held heaven
Now she's ever on his mind.
He feels such adoration,
Deeply, vividly, he dreams.
Only to wake and scream.
WHAT  THE HELL IS WRONG WITH ME?!
Her words wiegh-well on his withered weathered soul.
The Love he lost, has taken its toll.
"If only"
He says, painfully...
"She would just speak to me"
Body weak he seeks to be...
Someone else...
Who never knew.
You like I do.
Don't worry;
I'm threw.
*******.
Taped.
Torn tattered and tied.
I may be the bad guy...
but your the angel who lied.
Told me I was the best.
Then told the world of your curse.
But what hurts me the worst...
Is that you still hate me so.
When it was you who...
Decided to go.
I have tried to let go.
But my dreams of you grow.
And the sadness that lingers,
When I wake
from your hair through my fingers;
Feels like...
A jagged rusty knife,
Being removed from my life-source;
That bleeds when it beats I need the "we" that can never be.
Forever me. No doubt that you'll ever care about these;
Seeds that have grown into trees.
Please, baby please set me free!
Indifference of my existence
is virtually
Reality.
I kissed the greatest of fallacies.
In your pretty eyes I saw galaxies.
I might as well die when I rise from sleep.
Realizin' our venture was make-beLIEve.
I dream;
of dreaming about your face.
Placed;
once-again,
in
your joyful grace.
One kiss could erase...
The hate that bores through my veins,
For self;
Cause I have made
you very estranged.
If only
I could rearrange...
The paths we took to the open range
Of hope & change.
I miss you.
Missing me.
I doubt I'll ever be free.
Without you... my heart
continually
bleeds. I cannot see;
how
I could have kept you from leaving me.
Was it just that that was my destiny!?
To finally
find happiness just to have had it's bits torn from me? Was I just born to be;
Oximoronic and dastardly?
If only...
She answered me.

we're an unfinished work of art.
and it's curious how both of us use the word
"unfinished"
with sadness stained deep into our voices,
rising from the belief that time ruined all of our plans,
when it stands for something
that never even had a start.