You fed my dreams, like a needle feeds my pain, through my broken veins:
A silver bullet to my heart, your lies ripping me apart.

When I turned, looking for your burned,
bruised, broken words, in a noisy world,
I found silent screams...
same as when I'm waking from bad dreams...

Except when I called for you, you ran.
And when I waited,
my patience lashed, ripping the seems of my skin;
until my love bled out, like it had never been.

                                       You just keep walking. I'll stay. Plant my skin. Water it with this blood. I'll grow. And, I'll love.
                                        Maybe someday you'll see me. And, maybe someday I won't feel, you.

Shutter my eyes on the frozen deserts
opening to swallow
all the memories you left inside:
a heart stripped of dreams,
by the pain of quicksilver moments
slipped past us in Time's disguise.

Interminable thoughts play-rewind-play-rewind
Of feelings dragging like anxiety:
We could be whole
if the world put us together with
Time, Love and impassioned Tethers.

Instead I'm trailing along
Dragging my iced feathers,
leaving two sets of footprints
upon the oceans and deserts of ice and shards.
Incapable of defrosting
These beating, screaming hearts.

Take my hand, walk into the darkness.
The place we know, is hidden.
And I want to share the unknown,
Tangled in your embrace.


Even if there are no answers,
At least we will be free.
At least we’ll have seen.
And our hearts will be beating.


Pull me in and I’ll stay.
There is no world other than this:
Sitting on these jetty stones,
Cooling against our bones.
The sun setting behind silhouette trees,
Mirrored water, a timeless love.
Our souls burning with emotion,
Warming the cooling world,
Safe in this place.

We have this place.

I love you, so silently
in my dreaming reverie:
a place you won't go.  
My heart, you can't know,
because the world
and our stories lie between.

I used to look at my walls,
thinking that was my writing.
But as time heals this heart
I see the words in your scrawl.

And when the monsters came
I thought it was my fault -
Like you said it was.
Me and my over-thinking, lingering.

But this darkness grows thin,
the truth seeps through,
like a weeping wound
from the folds of your heart.

All this time I was weak,
I tore myself apart.
Blind to the pieces
of your crumbling walls.

The monsters that come now,
Are from your Regrets
which haunt your soul,
staring through mirrored eyes.

Avoidance tears at our old wounds,
as you try to erase the intimacy shared.
Blanketing the memories in shadows,
so even the beauty twists into vulgarity.

I'm no good at this.
In your smile,
there's sunshine.
And I can't shake it.

I tried to hide.
And forget like you did.
But you don't live in my head:
Sunshine fills my dreams;
A smile in my silent nights.

Like snow flurries
Clinging to my warmth,
melting at my touch.
I can't reach you.

I can't shake it.
I can't break it.
Your ellipsis binds us.
Leaving me aching.

I tried to turn my back,
Like you did.
No distance, no time
silences these souls.
And I can't shake you,
Like you did me.