She Layed Her Head On His Chest
And Her Thoughts Wondered Why
His Heart Screams Out So Silently.

Why. It's Always Banging On His Chest. But No One Seems To Answer.

And He Replied: It's Been Trapped In This Sad Body Since The Beginning Of My Existence.
It Wants To Escape. But No One Seems To Set Free Into The Light.

It Finally Gave Up.
Made Friends With The Darkness.
Shared Ancient Stories.
Shared Emotions With The Razor.

And The Razor Understood All Its
Problems.
The Razor Then Smiled At The Sad Wrist.
And After A While, It Said.
Look, You're Smiling Too. :)

You Mysteriously Appear In My Dreams,
With Different Appearances. Intensely
Seducing Me, Convincing Me To Feel Like We Have Something Beyond Love.

I Don't Know Why You Chose Me.
But,What I Do Know Is That You Won't Stay Long. You'll Just Leave Anyway.

But Then When You're Around, My Dreams Are Vivid.
We Travel Through Different Dimensions More Than We Exchange Lips.
They Burn More Than Rocks Sink On Lava. You're My Lover.
The Lover That Exists In My Dreams.
Afraid To Reveal  Yourself In This Cruel World We Live In.

But If You Just Give It A Chance, We Could Sit In My Tree House
And Talk About Completely Nothing.

Because The Silence Screams Out All We Need To Say To Each Other.


But The Silence Is A Killer Too.

im a burning lake surrounded
by witches and demons warming themselves up, while smoking cannibas and dmt conversing about nebula rings and time traveling.

You Move Through The Woods
Like A Cosmic Soul In The Cold Tranquil Breeze Of Christmas.

Won't You Come Back Home Where You Belong?
The Trees Are Dying, The Stars Are Falling, The Moon's Light Is Fading Away.

Mother Earth Is Trapped Under The Grey Clouds Of This Cruel World.
The Trivial Minds Of These Species
Are Lacking Contentment,
Save Us.

Save The Happy One's
&
Leave The Sad One's Alone.

It's A Coincidence She Made It Out Of My Thoughts.

Alive.

Maybe You're A Little
Sad Because No One
Understands
What You Want Them
To Understand
And We're All Just
Lost In The Precession
Of Trying To Understand
What We Can't.

And So We Look
Up To You Just So
We Can Find Understanding.

The Understanding Of
Nothingness, I Guess.

Life, Is Nothingness.
Life, Is Sad.

Let's Gaze At Each Other's Eyes
And Converse Through Our Thoughts.

She Told Me She Loved Me,
I Said "Prove It"
And She Pushed Me
Off The Top
Of A Building.

We Met In The 80's.
We Fell Inlove.
We've Reached
The Present.

i Saw You
From A Distance.

You Glazed Into
My Eyes.
i Glazed Into Yours ,

Hoping That
The Memories
We Had Built
Together,
Would  Appear
To Your Thoughts
Once Again.

But You Walk Away.

You Probably
Don't Remember Me
Anymore.


i.
Still.
Do.

Television is destroying the mission I have,
To show the world my vision
But no one really seems to listens.

The razor to my wrist,
Are the only things,
that listen to the thoughts caged in my mind.
Screaming out the pain written in the blood.
Whipping it away,
Will only make things better for the moment.

Although I'm still trapped in my own body,
The soul can't stand the bleeding,
Thoughts that keep whispering,
Everyone around me hates me.

Seeking for that fatherly love,
Realizing it never existed.
Searching for the feeling of love,
Discovering that it's extinct.

My shadow is always attached to me,
I guess it knows my deepest secrets.
Hoping it could keep a secret too,
Instead it laughs at me, as slowly deplete.

I'll use the time I have left,
Inhaling the cold smoke,
Left by the ancient slaves of pain,
Seducing my thoughts,
As I use it to slowly undress them.

And I Found Myself
Dreaming In Reverse.

If My Heart Was
A House,
I'd Watch You Burn
It Down To The Ground.

My Thoughts Are As
Dead As My Body
Decomposing In The
Coffin.

* Rest In Pieces.

In search of a figments of my imagination.
Captured  by the shadows of the dead.
Afraid to go out into the dark & search
 for the monsters seeking to discover the untold secrets of my soul.
As much as I try not to allow them in,
The more their blades cut deeper into my skin
Leaving the blood dripping with a story to tell.

I call out to my angel,but the more I do.
The more she fails to reach out & ****** me out of the fire, I try to escape,but the more I do the more my flesh slowly depletes.

Is this the End of me or is my innocence being,
Traded for sinister powers to destroy everything around me.

A new creation has rising from the ashes of pain,
With an army of, just 2 souls. In one body.
Deceiving the Humans to thinks it's only Human,when truly it isn't.

Im just another soul searching for happiness.

The Saddest Part
Is That I Messed Up
Okay?!

But You Just
Didn't Have To Leave!
Why Couldn't You Just Stay!
Why?!!

My Mind Is Full Of Dead Words
Decomposing Onto Books,
Creating A Vivid Picture Of
You That I Never Knew Existed.

The More You
Grip & Scratch
This Skin
Gasphing On
How Good
This Body Moves,
Wondering About
The Perfection
Of This Pleasure.

I Really Do Hope
You Realize That
I'm Just
A Consciousness
Trapped In
Your Mind.

You're Absorbing
My Sacred Fantasies.
And
Only Pleasing Yourself.

Please Set Her Free, From My Thoughts.
The Walls To My Deepest Fears
Are Closing Up On Her.
She Screams Out So Silently.
But Her Voice Echo's To My
Projected Subconsciousness.

They Feel Her ****** Tears
Curl To Their Souls.
But Spare No Sympathy
For The Little Girl.

They Let Her Drown,
And Watch Her Resurrect
Into A Consciousness
That Will Torture Me

For Eternity.

i loved you everyday
of my existence,
and you loved me less
each day up until i died
of not enough love.

i rose again in the next
life and loved a fragment
of you.

Warm Winds, Cold Sky's
In A Tree House Forbidden
In The Lonely Forest Of
The Weeping Souls.
Where Only
Unicorns And Fairy's Exist.

Extemporize Frabicatedly.
This World He Exists In
Was Told To
Be Abandoned,
No Other Life Form
Exists There. But He,
He Chose To Take
The Risk And Go Anyway,

Hoping She'd Follow Him.

At The Blue Ocean,
She Fell Asleep.
While Her Soul Swam With
The Loneliest Whales
In The Ocean.

He Searched For Her,
He Never Found Her.

Constantly Drunk On
The Thought Of Thinking
Why,
You'd Actually Want To
Be With A Miserable,
Lonely, Drunk Boy
Like Me.

Even Though You're Not Around.  Your Presence Still Exists In My Imagination. 
I Can Still Feel Your Energy. 
How You Struggle To Breathe When You Talk To Me.

How I Let Go  Of Everything & Became Your Slave.
Obeyed Your Every Command.

Even Though You'd Hurt Me.
You'd Pretend To Be Hurt Too.
Blame It All On Me.

But I Understood You.
I Stayed Through Your Breathless Times.
Although We Were A Thousand Miles Apart,
I Could Still Feel Your Suicidal Thoughts.

The Sound Of Your Voice When You Cried Over The Phone,
Had Me Crying Too.

I Should Have Told You That
Everything Would Be Okay.
Told You About The Tree's
That Have Watched Over You.
How They Want To Tell You
Everything, But Everything
Just Seems Dumb When A Human
Being Is Told About It.

But You Fell Into Deep Sleep
Before I Could.
So I Layed Down & Tucked Myself In.
As I Listened To You Breathe.
I Realised I Was The One Breathing,
And...
You Were
No
Longer..

her heart is sweaty,
skin smells of anxiety
from all the lies she told
the boy that killed himself
with words hanging in his
brain.

Little Girl
You Can Let Go Now.

I Promise To Take Care Of Your
Body While You're Away Visiting
The Gods,Seeking For Answers
While I Help Your Soul Seek Happiness.
I've Seen You Struggle For Way To Long Now.
Look,It's Okay To Feel Sus.
I'll Take Over From Here.

Little Girl.
You Can Let Go Now.

mom & everyone hates
me now, and all i do is
sit in the corner of
my lightless, cold, brutal
mind and carve images of
words that mad me cry all
over these arms.

What If.
The Moon Was Just
 Another Dimension
People Travel To
Right After They...

Stopped Breathing.

mom walks in my room*

mom: im so ******* disappointed
            in you!
me:
mom: you ******* *******!

walks out

me: ( slits wrists, over doses and
         listens to kid cudi. )

i have tombstones growing in my chest.

The Purity Scent Of Dead Poems
That Committed Suicide.

Rest In Ink.

Maybe I'm Just
A Little Afraid
That Whenever
Someone Gets
A Little Closer
To Me,
They Always Have
To Leave Me
And Find Someone
Better,
Always.

Mom, Don't Worry
My Image Will Forever
Be Alive In Your Mind.

Is It Me?
Am I The Reason
People Always
LEAVE?

Your Thoughts
Were A
Gray Cloud.

I Tried
To Save
You From
Them.

But
They
Just Kept
Pouring
Me Down.

Hold My Hand
Tight,
Sit On
This Tree
With Me,
And We'll
Watch Metors
Filled With
Immortality
Powers
Fall Underneath
Our Sunkissed
Lips
Stalinizing
Our Exsitence
Of Being
Human.

I Want To Write Poems,
All Over Your Body,
And Pray That,
Whenever I Turn You On,
It Melts All Over
This Angelic Carpet.

The Tree Says, "Don't. I Am Sore. Don't Hurt Me." But They Chop It Down Instead And Cut It Up.

adjusting to the numbness of shadows.

I've Made
A House
For You
In My
Soul.