Beyond the whole of all we see,
Darkness...
Before our lives we carefully lead,
Darkness...

And at the top of the mountain
Looking down upon our land
Darkness...
And at the bottom of the dunes
Looking up at the hot sun and sand
Darkness...

Before looking at everything point
Blank, why not face it, ever looming,
Overcoming both Heaven and Hell,
On the horizon, our hands tremble,
Stomachs crawling. Here I'll soon lie,
*In darkness...

When dreams are shared.
A moment of care.
To show you inside.
A mind that is so kind.
In stories we tell.
Crawling out of our shells.
Find a way to reveal
our inner thoughts.
Combine them in a poem.
Just feeling so safe.
Into a place that we call home.

It's too late.
You're already in.
In my skin,
Crawling around,
Throwing in my face
The very truth
Of the deterioration
Of my existence without you.

I'm the kind of girl
who will tell you stories
of heart breaks,
and lovers,
and their tragic ends.
Then, I'll drive you madder
by kissing your best friend.
I'll have you hooked on
lust-filled-drama,
like a ***** on heroine.
And you'll try to walk away,
probably storm off in a heated rage,
and tell all your friends
how "awful" I am.
But, I know for sure,
*you'll come crawling back again.

in the catwalks, high above

this city, sleeping

in the parapets, twisting 

through darkened fire 

escapes to stars, lost 

in this complex maze 

the architects left 

behind - hope

runs out of the arteries

of their dreams

Crawling through the dark
Blinded by the light
Of past lives

Searching through the shadows
Finding nothing but death
And cobwebs

Running through the despair
Trapped inside by the smell
Of embers in the air

Falling through clouds of rage
Anger with no where to go
But back in the cage

Crawling through the dark
Lost, looking for the light
Of life once good

Escaping through a crack in the seam
Finally finding the key
In the middle of the night

Crawling down your spine
"Here you are again"
Making us feel so cold
Not like a sugar cane

Worn out from love
Beaten from giving
I find no time to reason
But here I am living.

These are the chills of love
Sending shivers to our heart,
Don't pray that it will go.
It is the feeling that you will miss most.

i am crawling
on the floor,
looking for
the dignity
i lost, when
i told you
i loved you.