The moment when
   lips that once spread love,
   now spread hostility.
  
   The laughter of soul, so vivid,
   becomes grim, oh so livid.

   The once inquisitive naive mind,
    now infiltered with the seven sins.
  
    The once happy is lost,
    and a grimy path is ahead.

is when I realized,
the age of innocence
has become a memory.

The lonely child waits,
For her parents with a lolly
In her hand.
As she can't wait to play with papa
And bake cookies with mama.
She asks why they are asleep
to her uncle.
As he watches their bodies lower
Into the soil with tears that roll
Down his face, as he hugs her close,
to obliviate her future despair

The time will write history
through the lines on my body,
But will you write the story
of our beating hearts,
an untold story?

As I tread through the
murky waters,
The apparition whispered
the joy of pain as
we treaded further,
into the tunnel.

With just a quarter left,
to the end,
the apparition left me,
all alone and murky,
constricted in my own mind.

The tunnel, with time,
taught me the joy,
within me, hidden
as I whisked to the end.
To be soaked in the Love,
in the Universe.

Let's write our future in the stars,
as it will shine eternally among
the dark clouds of our storms.
Let's both assimilate into one
like the soil that holds on forever.
Let the winds blow between our hair
to remind us of what we are in this entity.
Let's perfume our minds with love,
as we silence our flaws within.
Let's leave a mark on our future,
as they look up at us and reminisce through us.

My eyelids close as I see you
tell me lies,laced in sugar that I fell
into for a blotch in time,
For the last time today.

Grown to embrace life,
but made to curb for unsaid toxins
of the boxes, you created nevertheless
without my consent nonetheless.

Dream's a sin without a cause,
for your blind thoughts
that will obstruct you from
the unknown glories yet to come.

While the walk's riddled
with dreams unfulfilled,
while souls wait hidden away,
for their pending justice one day.

The walk's difficult,
along the strings of trust,
as you almost throw me over
into the chasm of ghosted waters.
My tears assimilate into the salted
waters as the strings almost snap
with each step.

While my heart, your heart,
an apocalypse

Riot in my mind

I stare at the azure sky,
As it lightens up and
Dies; just to come back
       To life again.
Silently as the universe
Races forward in time,
I lag back due to the riots,
Of my mind,that I'm
Constantly entangled in.

The cure is oblivious to me.
The riot builds up as I grow ,
Engulfing me in the fire ,
Of insanity.
Desperate to find the cure for the oblivious.

As I burn in the flames,
You found me, rescued me.
Untwining me of my riots,
Hushing the flames.
As you lead me out of oblivion.

My obligation to you is boundless,
Like the bjeweled skies at night.
My soul was stirred ,
By your charity of mind.
I am much obliged.

Paint it,
my blank canvas
of life, before the sun
rises again and burns us down again.
Let it dry before it rains and ruins our painting.

The words flow as she
waited for him to see
the rainbow at the end
through this storm
of your mind that washes
it's agony over you.

It aches and pains but
they dry up with time.
Yet you take the leap
into the oblivion.

My lashes get heavy
with tears as you
go on letting the storm
make you bleed yourself away.

As I invoke for your bright
permanent and banish
your temporary.

Your mind is your slave,
that ought to lead you
in the storm,not
to banish you.

Heed my words for thyself,
and let the doors of
enlightenment unbolt
for you.