Sad eyes
They don't work anymore
Tears fill
They fall over silently
Small silver waterfalls
Running down reddened cheeks
Collecting under the small pointed chin
Wavering in the wind
Before they fall down
Watering the ground
Darling
Sad eyes don't work anymore
The poison in your tears has salted the dirt
The once lush green grass is now dry and brown
It used to bring pain into my heart
To see your sad eyes
Now tears are becoming normal
Your heart as dead as the grass
Now when you cry
I know you're simply a collected mess
Push away the mirror
Look not at your ruined face
Tears and dirt curving down your cheeks
You've seen this a million times
You will see it a billion more
Tears falling down like raindrops
Trailing behind you on the floor

No word
No word has come
No sleep
No rest
No peace
No quiet
A storm of thoughts
Regularly blowing through my mind
What if's
How come's
Churning at the fore front of my brain
A battle of words and situations
I cannot bring myself to face
Still I can not say if this is for your sake or mine
No word
No word from you has come
And so my mind will spin
A tornado
Ferocious
Dull
Numb
Waiting for your word to come

No words
Can describe
What people
Feel inside
Lost to thought
Lost to time
No word seems right

One night
Just one night
One night
To be free
One night
With a Warm summer breeze
One night
With a group of friends
One night
That will never end

What is give for his kind of love
The unconditional, irreplace, we're untouchable kind of love!
The keeps you breathing, only thing you'll be needing kind of love!
To be fair even in the freshest of air, to your kiss it cannot compare
To have you I can only imagine what we could do

But wait I must and wait I will
For weeks and days and hours
For years I'll pretend you stopped to pick up flowers
For you I will wait, for your love
That untouchable, irreplaceable, unconditional, can't get enough kind of love...

Sometimes you just have to let go
For a second
A minute
Just one moment

There's no need to always keep busy
Boredom is just the period of adjustment towards peace

If you lay in your bed
Gently floating between the blanket and the sheet
If you lay there
Just lay there
Focusing on your toes making small mountains under the cloth
Eventually you will find yourself letting go

When a ringing begins in your ears
A gentle rhythmic hum
You are done

Or you can wait just a little longer
Till your eyes start to water
Your limbs feel heavy
Cloth like clouds on your skin

Lay there and enjoy your new acquisition of feelings

Some leave finger prints
You leave dusted angels
Some leave footprints
You leave your name carved on everyone's lips
Some keep souvenirs
You keep words
Some keep memories
You keep hearts
Some build houses
You dreams
And while some paint pictures
You paint worlds
Solar systems
Entire galaxy's
You save people's hearts when they succumb to nightmares
But you always have to go out
Just to test the night air
Everytime you do it gets a little more bitter
Your sweet aroma is too much
Too good to be true
At least that would explain why people always seem to hate you
Another explanation I've come to find
Too often you hide your own heart from our eyes
No one seems to know what happens in your mind
As far as I'm concerned
It just proves you're one of a kind
Keep leaving angels
Keep leaving your name
Hearts and memories
Worlds and dreams
Keep leaving the thought of you
In minds of unrest
Peace will follow surely
The one everyone can trust

To all of the nameless pierrot's
Who were hurt
But didn't let it show
Even when bleeding and bent
Making people smile wherever they went
They mask their pain
Trying in vain
To save themselves from that murderous fall
Made to end them once and for all
But someone cried
Ran to their side
As the teardrops began to fall
Off slid the pierrots' masks
Down came their walls
The pierrot's are dead
But they died without pain
Because someone cared
Someone cried
Someone **loved

Scarlet seeds
Wet and shining
Shimmering safe in your cocoon of fruity skin
Plucked out too early
Eaten and demolished

My poor sweet angel
Back to the dreaded
Back to the mistakes
You have forgotten your purity
You have forgotten your role
For fun you have sold your soul
For indulgence
For freedom
Why would you give that life up for inside
Follow the lines
Round and round
Indeed once I was proud
But you have repented
Why say sorry
Why feel sorry
For having fun
For being alive

Pray for Paris?
Why not pray for the world
Each city
Every country
Each province and state
They pray for Paris
Like they should
But pray for the world
And every hero that stood
Pray for the blood of innocence spilt
For this war of belief and silt
Pray for the world in this game of money and power
Pray for the world
To stop these extremes
You can keep your beliefs
But taking innocent lives?
Those people crossed the lines
Not all Muslims are evil
Not all roses are red
So pray for the world
For all who are dying
For all who are dead

It's not yet christmas
Not yet thanksgiving
But i cant help looking at you and thinking
Your body would make a beautiful package
Your skin a smooth wrapping
Your entrails for ribbon
I'm sure your bloodied hair would make a wonderful bow
Other organs inside
Bones discarded
This christmas your family will get a splendid suprise

Shards of glass tinkling to the ground
Glittering in the sunlight from a newly broken window
Crimson flows to the floor
Drip
Drip
Drop
Until it drips no more
The floor is scarred gouged from the cruel broken glass
Scraping along its surface
In the middle there lies a girl
Silently screaming
Gathering the courage to pull her body out of this mess
Forwards she crawls
Further she regrets

I met an old friend today
Remet I suppose you could say
Speaking loud
As if to a crowd
Though the conversations partner sat mere feet away
Good to see once again
My dear old friend
Exchanging insults to the failed irishman
Forget that one if you can
Oh what a joy
To see the boy
Finally turned to a man

Hello?
Knock knock
Are you drunk again?
Asleep on your bed garbage can by your side

Hello?
Knock knock
Are you hung over again?
Sitting in a dark room face pale head hung low

Hello?
Knock knock
Are you crying again?
Rocking in a corner waiting for me to help you

Hello?
Knock knock
I slowly push in the door

Hello?
I was right
Nursing a bottle crying in the corner
Once again I help

Bottle from your hand
Draw you a bath
Coffee in your cup
Food on the table
Bottles and ***** cleared
Broken glass swept away
Leave again and wait
Wait for tomorrow...

Phony crosses
Phony faith
Around my neck as a favor
I have sworn to keep it safe
No I'm not religious
No I'm not Christian
For you my friend you must know
I'll keep it with me
Even if turned to stone
When you come home seek me out
For you I will have your hold your last hope
Your token of luck
It may seem silly to those around
That a cross on a chain of silver would indeed be profound
But it was in the hands of those who you loved
The dying ones passing on their unused days of good luck

Why are you so desperate to live vicariously through your child
Not even your children just one
The eldest you want to be
The ***** up is what you use to see
When you looked in the mirror after hooking up
When you pulled on your dress after a few too many shots
The ***** up doesn't do those things
It's what her father led you to believe
You pull her hair
Scream in her ear
Clap your hand over her mouth
'Listen up and quiet down little mouse'
She is not a drunk
She doesn't do drugs
Above all she is not a ****
In one of your children you see yourself
Why?
What has she done to condone your actions?
You build an altar to the first born
The others existence you decide to mourn
She works for you every day
Earns her keep
Asks for no pay
The other one plays and plays
She understands the first one graduated
If you let her go to the school she'd be in the same position
You didn't listen you told her off
The thought of her success made you scoff
She has tried from the very start
She gave you all she had from the bottom of her heart
Yet what do you do?
What do you say when you get home and she asks about your day
While upstairs the other plays and plays
You try to guilt trip her
You try to wrench yet more work from those already withered sore hands
She is not your servant
She is not your maid
You punch her
Pull her hair
Break her heart
She gives you more and more
Until she's torn apart
She refuses to grovel or beg for mercy
Forgiveness is unheard of
Though she has no reason to say sorry
What do you expect?
Hilarity?
Laughter in her eyes as you grind her to a pulp
A gurgled giggle as she's pinned against the wall
She put up with too much to forget the laws
Still she never made the call
She'll always take the fall
She knows how hard you work for it all
To see you angry at her help that's painful unto itself
Don't add the past broken bones
The promises you always seem to ignore
The warnings you need yet still abhor
She is your daughter too yet you love another more
She's tired of being people's sunlight
Seeing opportunity in the darkest paths
A little recognition
A little respect is all she's ever asked

Simple poems I do create
Not for glory
Not for pain
For emotions
For expression
The most simple way
To say what I say
Is to say it
Straight on
Eloborate plays
No
Not today
Maybe another
For now I'll stay
I'll stay the same
And I will write
Simple little poems
That are long
Though somehow short

Beaten and bruised
Purple and blue
From the weary loss of sleep
Sleep that before I did not need

Smile big
Smile bright
Shut your eyes
Against the light
Sometimes pictures lie
But smiles can lie too

Smoke slithering out of your mouth
A serpent
Twisting about the columns of air
Curling around your lips
Weaving through your hair

Restless?
Yes
Yes this is true
I could say the same about you
Trapped inside
Stuck in our heads
Ill go crazy just laying in bed
So I write
Yes I write
About happiness
About pain
About color
About wishes
About angels and witches
So I write
Yes I write
About everything I can
About everything I need
To stay sane

Remember  when I cried?
When people died?
You held me tight
So I could continue the fight
I offered to carry you too
But you were a soldier in your own right
Marched on and on
Straight into the light

Bestowed by a summers dream
A winters sleep
A falls cool sigh
And a springs daring eye
To lead with a love like no other
To cry with tears of paths torn assunder
To help and love and throw it all away, just dreaming about someday
But someday is never now and someday is never tomorrow
But someday just one-day I'd like to live like someday could be tomorrow
In an hour, a minute, a second
I'd like a chance where I wouldn't go and wreck it
A time, a place, a segment of space where I can find a someday
A someday to be
To live without need or want or worry
Where I can float in life instead of hurry
To live and breathe calm serenity
To fix an aimless path
And be by just being
Instead of forced believing in a tomorrow when tomorrow never comes
Everyday is the same day
No love is true love and even if it were its not my love
Because who could find love in aimless wandering?
Who could love a creature with no direction?
Who knows not head from foot or ceiling from ground.
Because of a someday I will dream until tomorrow
For a life that was earned and never meant to borrow

Over the air
Under the sea
There is something there
Something exists
Under the hills
Over the mountains
Something grows
Something strong
Through tunnels
Across the land
Something rolls
Something bright
Under the ground
Over the stars
Something stands
Something invincible

To live in misery
Painting in the dark
The blindness, the desperation of a lonely heart
A worthless plea
A lock with no key
No Windows to the soul
For my dear your eyes are closed
How may I help if invited I'm not
I tried the door sweetheart it was locked
Please don't leave me to freeze
Alone in the dark
Another lonely heart

Come join us
What's the fuss
Got in a little over my head
Now my hearts invested
Gotta get over this
Gotta turn it around
My heart was in the clouds
But before I knew it it was on the ground
Used to love it here but now I'm stopped by fear
Afraid to write
Stayed up all night
Couldn't sleep though it was just me
I miss you A and S too
Life's just not the same without you
You kept me in check
I did my best
I miss you now
I'm chained down
Can't find the key
Life moved on without me
So I stay inevitably
Stuck here in my memory

Sickly sweet
The taste of another's defeat
Something you shouldn't be proud of
Yet you are
That sickly sweet smell
The pleading look in their eyes
Their relief when you spare them
It's addicting consuming
Even though it's wrong
Even though it's horrible and cruel

Just an idea you said
Calm down its just a number
But it's a resume now and you wish to be a fighter

I trusted you to stay
But while I was away
You crossed my back and boarded that distant plane

Strong man
Army man
You wished for that to one day be your chance
You've given up on it now
And truthfully I was slightly relieved
At least you wouldn't die fighting with no reasoning
It didn't last long I hated it but I see
Everyone must have a dream
Go to your war my dear
Your fighting blood and tears
Though when you come back home
In pieces or as a whole
In success or in vain
Away we'll wipe your pain
Hold you close and protect you from foes
Until our crossed paths end
I must say goodbye
I'll see you in the next life my dearest friend

A rose
Seen from the outside
An over used expression of beauty

A violin
Seen from a distance
A symbol of money and sophistication

Champagne and wine
Seen from the other hand
Drinks that cost too much for a polite buzz

I do not care much for rose
Violins
Champagne or wine

I've spent my life on outlines

On the secret side
The other side
Where I reside
My secret place
The only space
That I have to myself
I live like there's no tomorrow
I live like life is just a dream
I dream like life's worth living

On the other side
The secret side
Where I reside
My secret place
The only space
That I have
To myself
I live like there's no tomorrow
I live like life is just a dream
I dream like life's worth living

For those who fall fast
Past the pits of time to those depths of mind
For those who refuse and refuse the refuge of a single thought in which they are sane
A changing mind is no enemy
A turning heart can tear apart the brightest of suns or the darkest of seas
A changing mind may leave behind a life unadored
But open your eyes to a life that was left unexplored

Down
Down
Down
The wild winding river
Cool breezes as light as a feather
Cold waters as rough as the sea
Down
Down
Down
The wild winding river

They say I'm just a child
That my words will run out
That I'll lose all sense
Lose all meaning
They say I'm just a child
I have nothing to lose
Nothing to give
Nothing to regret
They say I'm just a child
That I'm blind to the world
Though I see more than they think
Because they think I'm blind

This lake
Acting as a mirror
Reflecting all the good times
The sunshine
The peaceful times
The moon light
All the recklessness in the summer air
Placed in your memory with joy and care

Though I may not know you
I want you to know
You're beautiful
Inside and out
You're amazing
You're loved
Don't worry
Everything will be alright
You're sick of that line
But it's no lie
Heart ache will heal
Bones will mend
Night will turn to day
Memories will fade
You will be loved after your end
Even if you think you don't have a friend

Tick tock goes the clock
Fallen down its over now
Gettin sick
Tired of this
Half alive
All the time
Another face
Out of place
Out of time

These tin soldiers
Sitting high upon a shelf
They don't bent
They don't break
Only melt into puddles because of searing hate
These little tiny soldiers
There's only so much they can take
Before they wilt and die
Relinquished of their duty of keeping solemn company
Company to children hiding in the closet
Under the high shelf

Too much coffee
Too much love
Too many kisses
Too many hugs
Too much
Too many
Too many
Too much
Sometimes enough is enough
As you can clearly see

I'm trapped in a box
Dark and cold
I'm trapped in a box
My time running out
Trapped in a box
With barley space to breathe
Trapped in a box
With no body else
Trapped in a box
Screaming for help

Those who play god
Always they must fall
As surely as they try to blend in
They shall try to repent their sin
I dearly apologize for breaking your mind
Turning you to a puppet
Forcing you to scream and cry
If you force us to exile
Push us into an insane asylum
You'll keep us as playthings until we die
Your trophies are the certificates of our demise

Sorrow shrunk
Into the untouched corners
Of my rapidly beating heart
I haven't got time to cry
Nor to be nervous
Only to focus

Circles and loops
Jumping through hoops
Avoiding the fires burning below
My scar covered body enforcing the legitimacy of my woe
Burns are worse then bruises
I'd rather have those
I've been here so long
Trying to escape
I no longer know which way to go
I stumble and tumble
I run and crumble
Trying to avoid the flames that have seared us all
Down to the meat
Down to the bone
I would much rather have lept eleven stories onto stone
When bliss is this
Bonfires instead of infernos
I would rather be dead
Not running through my head
Circles and loops
Jumping through hoops
What a daring act to feature
Acrobatics performed clumsily
So as to not be covered in scar tissue

Hush and shush
Close your eyes
Just let go
Take a dive
Do not fear
If you'll survive
Whats the point of having a life
If you don't live it?