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Shyloh Hatfield Mar 2016
We walked the sunset, beneath a silhouette of trees.
Unafraid of consequences,
we flew as moths fly,
aimless, blind and free.
Arrogant but kind.
Gentle.
Always so gentle.
We whispered delicate words of surrender
into the dimming sky.
Awaiting an answer,
a purpose to continue this life.
The darkness between you and I, contained by the dullness of sounds
as they passed us by in the subtle breeze.
The subtleties of fallen trees with hallow limbs,
And oh how time flows, every so slow, though it quickly conquers me.
You caught a glimpse of something,
I watched you fade away,
pale faced and without a trace, I decided to stay.
People say we don't know what we have until it's gone
They're wrong, I knew it all along.
Mar 2016 · 402
Translucent Translation
Shyloh Hatfield Mar 2016
Her hands, warm
Touched the chill of my neck
I fell into her storm, as my bodies shivers wept.

Persistence in her visions
No contingency plan
Realism is a prison
Used to deafen our clan

Deserved to be queen
Yet she settled as a servent
Serpents obey, her every word
Her every movement
He wouldn't sit still
Couldn't watch her life dwindle
The image in his mind, was of her,
in his temple

Prince of destiny, next to the
King of irony
Fighting freely, in the depths,
of distant harmony
Harmingly charming three, snakes emerged from ripples
That spread throughout the water pond
The spirits of the ritual

She raised a blade so elequently said, "show me your heart."
As I did, undisturbingly, she drove it through that body part
I bled out, as her voice started,
Whispering in my ear
Fading into darkness, as if it were a dream
I heard
"I will never be your queen.."

Now like a ghost, at most, no alibi
My feelings shine though, always without a try
I was the Prince, I was the King of miss distress
Until the end,
Now I am
Translucent.
Mar 2016 · 607
Dearly Departed
Shyloh Hatfield Mar 2016
You and I are few and far between
An ocean of concrete
Conceals a dearly departed dream

When horoscopes don't hold the most Clarity
The more I flow the more I
Clearly see

Our loves like water,
Our loves like water,
It is quick to shift
into a steady stream
I really want her,
I really want her,
"I hold so close, the things that still torture me."

You and I are doomed but I don't care
Compelled to be souls
Lost revelling in all their despair.

We try our best to stay so far apart
Now diagnosed with fractures of the heart.

I wish I knew something
I wish I could show you
A diagram of how our lives would go.
It's truly lost
Truly broken.
This much is true this much only I know.
Mar 2016 · 433
Severed Hearts Set Free
Shyloh Hatfield Mar 2016
Our time was wasted tragically
A master piece was maddening
I'm trapped in grief, love had the key
Supposed to be all scopes of free

Disposed of peace so most could see
I'm only drained of every dream
That had a spark of happening
I'm sadly clean of clarity
Realized she's just like Clorox bleach
She strips me of my colors..

I guess i missed the stutters, distress
discovered in her wonders, sundress
Then damaged by the barbed wire
Torn apart and set on fire

I liked love better in my innocence
Now disturbed by the curves of her body
The pull controls all of my words
Im embodied in sound..
Surround me,
my love.
Who knew we'd be together
Like stolen souls in purgatory
Fighting for forever
My lover she was clever.
Severed hearts to set them free
Once darkened by loves harmony
Imprisoned in a symphony and then set free.
Excluding me.
Mar 2016 · 429
Constellation Of Love
Shyloh Hatfield Mar 2016
It's like the clouds were down beneath me
Heavy I'd breathe as the wind blew by
Mountains of snow, they're melting so easy
Hitting the ground like the tears that we cried.

And I don't know where I would go
When I can't see behind those trees
So please take me away always
Far away from that one place
Take me away.

She takes the light right out of our sun
Seen from a far off Galaxy
The missing piece to my constellation
Never could see the light in me

I've tried my best to start over friendly
I've tried my best to pass her by
When all of our love is all but ending
Infinite hole in this place I die
In this place I will die
Mar 2016 · 589
Thought She Had Green Eyes
Shyloh Hatfield Mar 2016
Her lipstick venom with a blood stained tank top, I'm an upbeat victim on a vertical bed,
shackled and locked.
She's my sinister nurse she administers pain, like a clinical curse swiftly corrupting my veins,
one eyes forced open, one eyes sewn shut, one heart gets broken while the other one's left
covered in blood.
Asylum love fell for her shy little smile, tried to bait me in for her next human trial.
The sickness goes viral as I'm lured to the test room, my senses bloom
like I'm probably dead soon.
I barely could think, let alone could I contemplate, that my own fate was to be shatter by the first date.
Forgot where it went, all the love in her locket, guess we've been spent by the drugs in my pocket.
I looked to her eyes like she had something different, only to realize that my lenses were twisted
Mar 2016 · 276
Distant Is The Ghost
Shyloh Hatfield Mar 2016
When I see your eyes
I know we'll be fine
Moving like the wind on a winter night

The moments hold so close
Dispositions end
Distant is the ghost of our lovers sin

Our fortunes come to fade
Where mystery begins
This is our last chance
To leave before we end

Darling before you go
Won't you let me die
Lying forever close
Make this an endless night
Mar 2016 · 339
Loving You
Shyloh Hatfield Mar 2016
When all my thoughts left me
Alone and impaired
When all we could carry
Were lies so unfair

Stares turned to glances second chances removed
Heart beats diminished to unknown values
My love for you is torn, I am ****** and scarred
Why did we let this go so far
Why can't I rekindle you

Our lives like campfires
Burn bright but never stay
Our love disappeared on the darkest of days
Who's farther away
I'm guessing it's you
As I write these poems
I'm guessing it's you
As I lay awake
I'm guessing it's you
Who keeps walking away
As I continue loving you
Mar 2016 · 436
A Kiss And A Poem
Shyloh Hatfield Mar 2016
What if all I could give you was a kiss and a poem
What if all I could give was a love
no one's known
Before I continue, close my eyes
and escape
Listen to the wind and the waves
as they break...

All we've got is this moment to consider our fate
Only love is aloud to devour and taint

Eyes like the lies you would whisper to me
In spite of the nights you surrendered your peace
Before we embarked, as I spoke of its sting
"My world, it is dark, you won't like what it brings"
Mar 2016 · 568
Ashes
Shyloh Hatfield Mar 2016
Heart hurts a lot when its heavy,
buried in fear.
Touched by the burning bush extinguished by her tears,
Ashes of a low class that she passionately breathes,
She lies behind the last tree,
lost beneath the leaves.
She possibly believes in anyone she comes to contact.
But trust is just kind words
and love, one night stands.
She is bashful and defiant,
defiance exhumed.
She exhales her poison
but she can't see past the fumes.
Ready, never ready, been rambunctious and loud.
Her hearts not been so heavy,
deadly rain seeps through the clouds.
I wrote this about a girl I only knew for a moment. But that moment was a moment of sadness, but it was beautiful as was she. She told me so many secrets in such a brief amount of time that I cried and wrote this.
Mar 2016 · 265
Beneath The Hallow Tree
Shyloh Hatfield Mar 2016
What if I've never been had
Never been loved..
Would you like that?

With a mess of bruised brains
Will I maintain my frame of consciousness
To sustain some life, to contain this pain
To remain inside insanity invited to my veins

What if we will never meet
Beneath the hallow tree
Determined to believe that love is never to be freed
Buried like seeds, the hope we had succumb to
Wait till it bleeds again, I'm breathing in, ready to exhale but holding it, another hit, another high, it's safe to say that if I die,
It won't be by your side.
Mar 2016 · 674
Now That Its Been A While
Shyloh Hatfield Mar 2016
Who walks my way
Timidly decaying in the decadence of keys
Touched on the piano
That is tortured by me

Please,
the pleasure is forever burning
Like the fire of a soul who never ceased yearning
For love.

My eyes are never dry anymore
Colors never dim
Lives are only dullened by the cries of giving in
I'll forgive them
I have been where they fall

Let me take you to the place where I once met my soul
Where the water was crashing
Down down on the shore
Where my body was shaken, weak and hallow
When my tears couldn't drop for a heart who could smile
Now that it's been a while
Now that we've been freed
Now that all the pain has left me, the hatred, the greed

I will kiss you before you collapse, ms. accident prone
I will miss you before you ever let me go
But I'll be happy
When I see that you're clean
Never happier will I have ever been
Mar 2016 · 406
She Danced On My Grave
Shyloh Hatfield Mar 2016
Before I awoke, it were her lips that I craved
I felt her feet stomping as she danced on my grave
And in this moment frozen, was a promise she made
"If I give you my love, you will forever be stained."
This woman so beautiful, with all of her grace
She erased my sickness
For a time, unafraid
So without a glimpse, and away from this place
She would be gone forever,
I will forever be stained.
Tears that turn words to ink blots on pages
Drained out of this place like the blood in my veins
I cover one wound, as to bleed out in stages,
The roses they bloom as I savor the pain

A love all alone, dimming life into darkness
A journey we've known, only to crave.
A boy that has died from a women so heartless.
Came back to life, as she danced on his grave.
Basically I wrote this about love and how it dies. Sometimes only to be reborn
Mar 2016 · 519
The Weight Of My Heart
Shyloh Hatfield Mar 2016
At first glance, petrified
Our love was unknown
Wounds yet to be, cut open and sewn

Alive were my fears as you walked up to me
We met every day, only our eyes came to speak

Tongue tied by beauty
Speechless by grace
Of a young love that truly knew me only by face

Silent and awkward
Stumbled stutters of sound
We're the first words I spoke
Falling out of my mouth

So quickly she stopped me
With a confident sway
She stepped in closer and to me she did say,

"Lend me your love and I'll take it away, the pain of your life it will dry and decay. Tell me the stories you've kept all this time, the secrets that heavily weigh on your mind. But never mistake me, I'm not staying for long. One day, my darling, you will write me a song. The title may be ever lonely and dark, but I'd rather you call it "The Weight Of My Heart"

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