Are we really ever over each other?
Questions asked
from the darkest corners of ourselves
that mirror our fear like a thousand-faceted diamond,
toying with beams of sun,
making rainbows out pure light;
that resonate as an omen,
like a crow and a raven landing on the same branch, both staring into your soul.
With head so high above the clouds
But heart so deep below the ground,
I lay my mind to rest.
Its all just need-to-know,
But you need to know-
I'd never leave you alone so high
So high upon your cliff of despair.
Though I reach for your hands,
You need to know
That my arms will always be open.
I open myself for you-
Bearing a heart so scarred
For a dagger so sharp.
Wake with eyes so scared,
Waiting for the next rainy morning
When you'll tell me you're gone.
Every rose has her thorns,
But thorns and petals all die alike.

Hands clench slowly into fists,
I try to let it go-
let the worries just fly away
so easy like in the past.
Breathe it all in and try to let it out.
Draining me
like it always does-
but worry and fear
and memories of pain
collapse my lungs
before I even have time to blink;
black out the light of the sun
before I even have time to understand.
Shut down my heart
before ever I feel the pain-
feel the pain again.
Just tell me the words
that you want to hear
so they'll be the last ones
ever whispered in your ear.
Don't think that I don't mean them-
I'ld have poured my soul into keeping you
by my side
and in my sight
because by your side
I see the light.

So now you're gone
but the colors, the y stay;
life goes on and the world still turns-
the rain still falls
though the sun, it shines on.

Life
An infinite symphony if moments
That all scream 'now!'
But not every work is a masterpiece
Nor every great man a leader.
And where is it written
That only villains shall fall,
And every hero shall live?
For only fallen heroes are martyrs
And every fallen villain a victory.
The storm gathers, and a storm breaks
But I know this is not it-
The lightning still hides
Behind the clouds.
The rain still falls for seconds
Before the wind just blows it all away.
The thunder still sounds
like the trumpets of the heavens
Until the sound passes through my chest.
The sky still darkens,
But the clouds, like everything,
only come to leave.

You may believe, but you need to know
When I close my eyes,
All I see is us-
in winter winds
and summer storms,
in traquil times
in joy and bliss.
But all the world
is nothing compared to hands
held so tight.
Around you, I just let go
of all of my stress,
the scars just disappear.
My laugh, your smile,
our eyes so warm.
I never want to let you go,
I hate to even see you go.
I'm always counting the moments until my heart
flutters and jumps, it's down to an art.
My stomach does flips at the sound of your voice.
With the look in your eyes
clouds disperse without a choice,
and a familiar shiver runs down my spine.
My cheeks warm up,
and my eyes brighten at your smile-
at the thought of finally taking your hand.
Though I'm still alive, when you aren't around,
just being close to you
makes beautiful every sound.

You are the one
Who I want to see
By the light of the stars,
by the glow of a fire.
You are the one
who I want to hold
forever in my arms
forever in my eyes,
You are the one
who holds my heart
and holds it close,
with innocent grace.
Nothing compares
and that's why I care
to be a song so softly
whispered in the night.
But what you feel,
you don't need to say
because I can tell
just in the way you hold me
that this is the real thing

Because of you
I got a glance of my darkside,
But it got a better look at me.
It grabbed hold, and pushed until
I gave
You a second chance,
And now when the darkside I turned my back on
Stares, and glares, and dares me to turn around,
I get an itch between the matching knives.
So now I walk away
And I’ll admit, that sometimes I’m crawling,
But others I soar,
And around her I’m flying,
But I can’t take it anymore-
I’m insecure
Like a knot unraveling,
Being pulled in all the wrong directions.
I’m doubting my own decisions;
I’m the only person that I can’t trust

Because of you,
there's now this monster
that dwells eneath my skin-
in the bottom of my heart,
in the shadows of my mind,
coiled, waiting, until it can strike once again;
constrict the real me
control my tongue
burn all my bridges
with the flame of uncontrolled desires.
But the worst part is me
sitting back, enjoying every minute of it:
feeling the blood all rush to my head
in the moments before I black out-
revel in the novelty of seduction-
trample all of the shattered bonds
that held me to my friends,
and loving the crunch like broken glass-
a billion stinging cuts, draining me until
I can't take it any more-
weakening me until
I fall to the floor.
It's like I'm lying face down,
struggling just to reathe,
I'm trying to fight gravity,
but I doubt I'll succeed.
Because the silence of the tension,
is building,
it's deafening.
Clutching my hands to my ears,
I scream to drown out
the unheard torrent of emotion,
but these empty walls, and empty halls
echo, but have nothing to say.
The sunlight that was once warming
now sets my skin alight,
the heavy night is once again smothering-
the billion pinprick stars piercing my eyes,
blinding yet again.
Catching my eye, then retreating into the night,
fleeing from my sight,
the ink-black between the disappearing lights
are infecting my heart, denying me foresight,
until I wouldn't know if I was lying
when I said the future was gone.

It started as it always did. A distant rumble, like the roaring of a far-off storm. Distinct. Unique. It was a tremor in the earth, shrinking with his every footfall. Changing, becoming something else, like a seed planted within his heart. Within his mind. All of the words that came afterwards, they didn't matter. They left his tongue turned to stone. They crumbled to dust in half an instant, as if they'd aged a million years in the space of a heartbeat. All of her words, though, every breath, became a whirlwind, blowing the dust of his words around him. A sandstorm of cliches and withering feelings, like so many wilting roses. Alone, he wanders the desert of the world. A desert because of the dust, the shadows, the hollow echoes of her promise. He stops. Glimpses a star in the distance, wipes his eyes. Everything is bright again, even in the night, the moon shining bright. He takes a moment, takes a breath, tastes the night breeze. Exhale. The remaining motes of sand and dust glitter faintly in the moonlight, disperse. Become nothing more than memories- a trail once walked, with no reason to climb back down. That's when he sees it. The desert, it was just another mountain in need of climbing. He stands not at the peak, but further along down his path than he had thought. His path was just one of many, though. He looks up, ahead. A valley between mountains, lush and teeming with life. Only, his path changed as his heart did- only he could decide where it lead.