Pallid and cold skin
Judging those in which resides darkest sin
Eyes of the purest jet
Lifeless, and there I met,

The face of my own misdeeds
A place in which to darkness, light concedes
Death is natural as they know...
They however did not chance
To see what lies below.

Polished, eerie, and sightless expanse
Skulls mark its ever steady advance
Creeping, crawling, tepid and ever-stalling
The beat of man's heart

Life and this, never far apart
From one to the next
It still leaves me perplexed...
To know one last beat
Here, and now we meet.

Regal now he stands
My very strength flees my hands...
A formless throne, carved of the oldest stone
My fate, here, I face it alone.

Master, King, of all laid before
In squalid splendor he reigns
Duty binds just as heavy as chains
We his subjects, our lord we abhor

Fallen not to rise,
Resting now on that cold stone
A skull, empty I stare without eyes
Ever present, Death waits on his throne.

You lit the fires of passion
Jumped ship as the flames still rose
So stoked by your good intention
My very fall, of your own invention

Hell bent on your happiness.
Just look at this mess,
I have made,
So many night so much longer.
In safer waters, I should have stayed.

Moored safely in you heart,
Unbeknownst, one day to depart.

Cast off the lines,
Unfurl the sails,
Feel the brine upon cheek.
Whether ocean spray
Or tears I cannot say.

All I know is here I will not stay
Off now into the failing light of day.
Out unto the deep blue sea
From your embrace I flee.

Harbor me no more
Seeking refuge once again
Where? No it is but a question of when...
To feel feet planted ashore.

On solid footing one day I will stand,
And tell of the years I have spanned.
How long this ship I have manned.
Been at the fore of its command.

Now set to retire,
In place of this object of my desire.
I find you,
A respite long-overdue.

World weary mind instills wanting hands with emotion needed. Needed to put pen to page, express this guilt. Be it love or rage. Stories unfold all the while the plot unravels. Truths that lead to triumph suddenly drown in despair.

Loss is gained, and the safe is left vulnerable. Calm waters stand riled, as this torrent seems hellbent...To break this peace.

This glass you now look through a shattered pane, letting in the pain. Reach up, maybe another may uplift a world weary soul. With shoes worn down to the sole. Miles between what's there and now. Find the answer, the how...

Strength to start again. Focus on it all anew.

Torn asunder,
Left alone to wonder.
With miles from you to me.
What is it you see?

When you dream alone at night.
Do you dream we will be alright?
Do you long for me to remain in sight?
Just to stay and spend the night.

Left to my fears,
Doubts run between my ears.
Chase them away,
In my heart may you stay.

Lifted up by desire.
Shed off this dusty attire.
Feel your skin on mine.
Hair so soft and fine.

United now in whole.
Never to take back what you stole.
Its yours to keep,
So soundly you do sleep.

Your breast to rise,
Drink you in with my eyes.
Caress that face,
Save this moment in time and space.

For now I find
My dreams to be most unkind
Images but a blur,
Memories of what we once were.

Every day but a moment
Loving words drive deep.
When I did dream, now I lack sleep.
Remember time in my arms you once spent.

You say I'm a hopeless romantic
I see,
Therein lies the difference between you and me.

I act in confidence,
Rather than seeking some divine providence.
How I ask, does this make me hopeless.
Forgive me I digress.

For I speak of longing,
A stable state of belonging.
To another soul,
In who's arms you are made whole.

Wherein did I fall from grace
To this lonely field
Where I gaze up to empty space
Hoping to find what you concealed.

Only wishing to save face.
By your friendly words and soft smile
You made us worthwhile.

Though I fall on darker thought.
On those times I fail to find,
Whatever I sought.
Or mistook unkind.

I arrive at the same conclusion...
I've had my fill,
Of my own state of delusion.
Now I know, never did you harbor ill will.

Sometimes happiness is not sought, in finding ourselves we open up to the joy around us. Letting go can be the best way to hold onto that which you care about. To face your heart even with the threat of pain. Sacrifice for what you wish to see in your future. Stand despite the suffering, when it all falls away you will be made stronger. Strength is measured by what is still standing after you have been broken, fallen, and seen your reality crumble around you. To stand when all else is fallen is the strongest statement you can make of yourself. The truest test always comes when you are at your weakest, what if these tests make your weakness your strength? Every moment of pain is a step towards a brighter day. The best things in life must be fought for, suffered for, bled for. Take the pain and let it break you down so you can build yourself better than before. Every failure has a chance for success hidden within it.

What is this naive heart but a canvas not yet colored. A blank slate devoid of a single word or thought. When thoughts meet action the painted comes to preform. Every stroke a beat of the heart further growing its' image of the innermost self. The colors of life paint the most vivid reality

Experiences alone stand to anchor us to this fragile world we live in. Guarded speech and chained emotion drain the color from these bright eyes. Walls already stand high to eclipse the light that is truly living. The shadows that cover, exist as fear of judgement and freedom as it should be known......

Peace follows turmoil as love follows loss.