"I used to be the person
who took pictures of
beautiful sunsets but
now all I see are dark clouds"

My mind stretches outward.
AS my fist reaches the wall.
Bruising the skin and muscles.

I think of him,
Dark hair.
Blue eyes..

I close my own,
As tears reach me.
I miss you...
My god I miss you...

I tell myself to forget you,
When I have forgiven you.

My heart still feels like yours,
My mind..
Is somewhere else..

Please be alive..
Live your life to the fullest..

I will see you one day..
My dark one..

Fading into sleep,
I only dream of him.
When my heart is someone elses.

Shipwrecked* heart
Sea of *betrayals
Misconceived idioms,
Blindly enslaved.
Was it really worth it anyway?
Fighting with hope;  a lost battle.
Fallible carcasses on a wooden platter.

Poisonous Ivy in my veins;
silent heartbeat bursting into flames.
Time is a thief,
buried beneath the sea.
Was it really worth the wait?
Fighting for love; a lost cause.
Permeable holes in an empty cup.
Troubling nature, impatient thoughts.

Infected,
Standing aloof.
Leveled indifference,
taciturn blind goof.
Lost chance; misleading poker glance.
Arms twisted, magnificent ache.
Ashes corroding the mechanical brain.

Bloodbath,
besieged wound.
Abrasive torture,
revealing the truth.
Cursed fortune; insensitive to pain.
Piercing a bullet through the soul,
expressed disdain.

Adamant rapture
with no return.
Imprisoned belief
with no more fire to burn.

By: Michael M. De La Fuente

i'm honestly not afraid of dying.
pieces of me die all the time.