These memories are eternally inscribed  between my flesh and my bones
They have set sail in my tattered veins
Whispering waves into my blood stream
That crash softly into my old soul
And cleanse my mind of the hell I know
These memories dance upon my skin
Like words that linger from your lips
They tingle with a lovers passion
Like your bare skin pressed against my own
They comfort my heart when I'm in need
But destroy me when I cannot hide
And so I grasp upon the faint hope
That fate exists within this story
Even through the thickest of forrest
I wish to find your soul once again
So these memories won't fade away

Because there is more to be written and     more to be said and more to be felt

Like an illustrious knight who slain the dragon
You’ve left a memory that is carved in stone
But you are no warrior with a legacy
You are a boy whose dreams are illusory
As a spider in the mystery of the night
That has spun an intricate web of death
You catch your pray and gorge on them
The flies they fill your stomach to your throat
And there I am, stuck in this deceptive net
Where you’ve murdered my lustrous spirit
Through selfish lies inside a jar you gave to me
I believed in all the beauty I thought I saw
But I was blind by flesh and flesh alone
I saw the skin that was soaked in sweetest nectar
And like a starving dog, I hungered for it
I became the bee who served the lords
With this I tried to make a golden royal honey
From every piece of you I yearned for
Yet again I find myself caught in the delusion
You’ve led me to believe was verily true
My own naiveté has killed me by your bones
I blame you not of any pain that lives within my soul
I have sanded all of myself to nothingness
Because I wanted to believe in your sincerity
But as I swallowed every evil you fed to me
I  lost all sight of who I was and who you really are
So goodnight my master behind the curtain
You live inside of me and I am chained to you
Like a slave to the white man in times of strife
You beat me to a numbness without a single tear
And here I stand before the empty world where you are
A carcass who appears to be alive in every sense
The ultimate duplicity within this flawed reality
I am dead in all the meaning of the word
Yet still I find myself to love you oh my great Deceiver

I want to skin myself
And bare my bones
To forget the times
You touched my flesh
I’d like to massacre
This soul beneath it all
But emotions bind me
To the bed of my hell
Burning my spirit
Until it bleeds through
And my heart pounds
Violently choking me
A torment of delusion
That caused a fall
Within my deepest core
My mind and being
Itch until I see the blood
Because you're in there
Like a bat in the cave
You hear me, but never
Never will you see me

The vulture, the girl, the boy**
The door rumbled and chills ran down my spine
It was time, she said, to fall beneath her hell
As quickly as she unlocked the door
A burst of stale burning air rushed through
And her neck was wrung like a bird
She became the vultures prey
He gorged on her fragile frame
Crushing her like an empty soda can
The blood rushed through her skin
She was swollen and crimson on the surface
But black inside as death took shelter
She lost it all at last to the devils hands
He left her alone to fight the evil she was dealt
But she lost the war long before the battles
Her desires tasted like salt
Burning her wounds from all her life
They dried her out like a desert
Where she choked on sand that blinded her
The boy never knew how much she needed him
He’ll never know how much he meant
Since fear shackled her to the ground
And the vulture feasted on her heart
That caused her to leave without a sound

As I dance upon the bones
In the graveyard of my past
I begin to sink into oblivion
All sense of human dissipates
Like the flesh that has no breath
I feel the void of death
The emptiness within my soul
That left me long ago
I fall to my knees
Bruised and torn from a beating
That life so grotesquely gifts
I gorge on the dirt that buries the dead
Choking on the lies they all kept
Seeing right through them
As the ghost sees through life
And so I tell you my friend
The air that fills your lungs
Will be the murderer of us all
You breath the convoluted words
That cursed humanity in a kiss
So eat your demons with me
And walk upon the cemetery
That I have claimed my home

I've seen my bones
Through my sheer skin
By sins of many tones
In places I've never been

I've signed away my mind
To all the wonders I sought
And found myself blind
To all the truth that I fought

Now my frame is too weak
In it's pursuit to taste the water
Where the fish will speak
In the arms of the great potter

Instead I walk invisibly
With my blue veins to show
The grief I hid defensively
By the tongue of the crow

The butterflies have flown to the garden next door
Where I no longer feel their wings upon my silken skin
My mind sinks into the daydreams of a little girl
Who longs for fairy tales and mystic lands of splendor
But as my eyes shift and this vision begins to focus
I enter the cellar of what is the reality of today
A mere glimmer of hope shines through the window
However the stench of molding cement walls
Fills my lungs reminding me of the death I see
There is no field of wheat to run through
I lye on the bones of all the people I've killed
No flowers caress my skin and perfume my body
My flesh morphs into the skeletons I've kept
The dreams conceived by the child I had been
I have buried them beneath the pillow that I sleep upon
And yet as I rest my exhausted spirit in the night
I drift to no place and feel the heaviness of the day
As the sound of wind whistles through the cracks
Of the house that I claimed to be my home
I watch the life that exists outside of these walls
The leaves from the trees are brushing against the window
Trying to clean the dust that had built up throughout the years
My mind drifts to a sadistic state where I no longer exist
Just the carcass of myself in this empty coffin
The melodies of the night drown the noise of my demise
And in the end there is nothing left here, where I am
Not even the neighbor's garden, where the butterflies lived