When love makes angels
Just for me,
They were made to fall from heaven,
As you had pulled me down to hell,
To be bored for all time
With all things sacred.

And my loneliness howls to your ears
Too loud to hear,
And every breath I take
Is a prayer for you to come back.

In the folds of the sea
That sneak about,
Like sheets blown
In a winter's wind,
From their ocean vaults
Where ghosts creep out;
Under the foam,
Tinged with sun,
Ten million years
Storm in the tide.

In the waves of the world,
Eloped in time,
I look at the clouds
Painted in the sky.

In the moors of the depths,
Driven mad with longing,
I hear the siren's call,
The sands of the beach stretch infinitely.

In the folds of the sea,
Held by the moon,
I see the ocean churned white,
Tinged with sun,
Ten million years
Storm in the tide.

I am the beginning
And I am the end.

Between two hurricanes of light,
And the flashing muses dancing in
the Arcadian sun;
Between two deserts white as bone,
Between two furnaces, hell and heaven.

I am the one eye and the one body.
I am the one truth and gilded soul.

Of twenty-million royal days,
Of infinite stars dripping in the infinite void,
Of savage movements through the destiny of fortune,
Of ecstasy infernal in the marauding mind,
Of hauntings ecstatic through the inaudible gears,
Of arms of ocean and pillars of men,
Of mountains made dust by the breath of time.

I am oblivion without name,
I am the eagle perched on the dying elephant.

With height insurmountable,
With tongues of fire they speak for me.
With love beyond love beyond love,
They practice me.
They go, and I leave them.
They see, and I see them.

I am they as you are,
I am you through the abyss of eternal life.

Lord of infinity ten times twelve,
And the worlds collapsing and the world rebuilt,
One with all,
All patient and
All being.

I am in ad infinitude,
For deaths in ice
And paradise everlasting.

Hear what is said,
And live what is said.
Lord of infinity ten times twelve.

I am the secret of secrets,
Hidden where even truth cannot see.

All things collapse in me,
And rise again.
Awake and be happy;
I am the beginning
And                                                             ­                                                          I am the end.

My cat had nine lives,
But spent every one with me.

Those eyes see nothing
But what's just in front of them.

He had this kindness you couldn't escape-
Not like human kindness,
Because there were no thoughts behind it.

Cats don't feel pain
But the pain of death.

Hush little baby, go to sleep,
Fall into a trance just so deep,
Onto a rock, onto a knife,
Slit your throat, take your life.
Cut open your heart,
Just know, the demon and the horror,
With you,
Will never part.
Hush little baby, die tonight,
Never to wake up, living in the fear,
Not able to shed a tear.

Aren't you tired?
Tired of living,
Tired of looking in the mirror,
Thinking you're ugly,
Listening to the public,
Thinking they are breaking you.
Aren't you tired?
Tired of the corruption,
The death,
The cursing of names,
The depression of the new generation, because of social ideas.
Aren't you tired?
Tired of listen to people saying this is hip,
That's cool,
You have got to get this,
Nah... This is better,
That looks like ****,
You're old,
You're boring,
**** this or **** that?
Aren't you tired of being stepped on?
Aren't you tired of social akwardness?
Of the things people do, only because they want to get attention.
Of the things people will say, because they're scared of what other people may think.
Of the things people follow, to stay cool.
Aren't you tired?
Tired of living the same life as all the other people out there?
Aren't you tired?
If yes, then why not be your own person,
Why not break the rules and be special, be unique, be who you want to be?
If yes, then why not try and change it?

I see you now,
Looking at me through a broken window,
The stare,
A stare,
Just...

Stare.

You saw my heart,
My thoughts,
Theories,
Dreams.

...dreams

Criticise me,
Talk behind my back, acting natural when I prepare a death glance.
You're better then me,
You wear prade shoes, high fasion make-up,
ONLY branded clothes.
But yet I have a perfect personality,
A way of being someone's favourite, without buying their respect.
Yet I know how to be a friend, not just a "made in china" barbie doll in a second-hand box.

You're better than me in every way,
Because you have money.

Money made you, right?
So let's see if it can take you away.

Just a dream of yesterday,
Thought you'd like some insight to my life...
XoXo

I have always stared,
At your anger and
Your fear, your smile
Or your tear.

Always would I have
Dared, to leave you
With your demon, but
Never have you asked
For the reason?

I will share the
Only glare for a
Second lasting stare
For the reason why
I leave you with
Your demon without the
Reason is...

I care.

Never have you allowed
For me to be
Proud of a little
Guy like you for
All I want to
Do is kiss you
'Till you're blue.

I have always cared.

I will keep my
Distance for the proof
Of my resistance, but
Don't come back to
Me if it didn't
Work for thee, for
All I will do
Is stare, for I
Will just be fair.

You were never there
In the time that
I have cared, now
You start to care,
And I will just
...Stare

You can say you don't care
Or wish me away,
But I'll always notice your stare
When you really want me to stay.

Just go through the day
Pretending that everything is fine,
Just keep resisting to say
That you wish you were mine.

I know you want your feelings
To be hidden away,
But please then allow me to say;

You are my free verse love poem,
Not the rhyme,
Not the theme,
Not the time,
Nor the sceme.

You're my breath
Your my beat
You're my smile
And my C4.

You make me want more;
Love to give to you,
Smiles to return.
Heartbeats to increase.

You make me want more,
More than C4.

You are my free verse love poem,
Oh I'm so glad
That I know him.