I used to think there was a secret room
In the dead space between
Full of whispered words
And secret things
Words that no one has ever heard
But then i grew
And thought i knew
That pipes filled those spaces
But now and then
I remember the spaces between
Sometimes As i drift to sleep  
I hear the whispered words
Of secret things that lie between

I had always told you I will always love you
Even longer than you promised to love me.
You said you loved me more than the sun does the moon,
But my love had depth greater than the sea.

You said you'd love me for more days
Than there were stars in the night sky.
And I said I'd love you a trillion more days
After the instant you were to die.

My heart had brought me to the final conclusion
That you and I will be together.
But the thoughts in my mind reminded me
That there isn't a thing that lasts forever.

I wish to let go of these haunting truths
So there isn't a day we would be apart,
But you never understood me well enough to know
I think with my mind & not with the heart.

It lies in my blood stream

Flowing slowly though my veins

cloudy vision, thick blood, to my heart it pertains.



Following the path as if set in stone,

haunting me to the core,

haunting me to the bone.



My hearts been palpitating since the moment we met,

since that first gentle touch, and that kiss of death.



But I’ll suffer an eternity if it’ll feel like this,

You’re my lovely poison, my toxic bliss.

My shadows deceive me
Manipulate and play and taunt me.
When I'm walking alone
At night
My shadows multiply
into twos and threes and fours
Making me think someone is creeping up on me from behind
Untill I am running..
Sprinting
All the way home

You've taken too long to come haunting,
wading through instances of mud, of regret,
until my wanting has all but dissolved.

You've broken my spine with curious fingertips,
an innocent ghost with fireplace eyes,
where questions went unnoticed, unsolved.

You've come knocking with empty cages,
pulling behind what you'd begged to forget,
you spoke to my spine like needles, absolved;

until my teacups are dust on the shelves
and your flowers don't wilt, but burn,
of stove and house and noose and all.

"You didn't have to look my way,"
Every time your gaze would catch my own, my heart would flutter.
Your blue eyes made me weak with feelings of forever.
Your eyes always held the weight of your emotions,
every time you looked at me I could see the love you had for me.
Your eyes would be light as if they were a feather flying in a gentle breeze,
your eyes were the sweetest I had ever seen.

"You didn't have to say my name,"
Your voice was the most fascinating sound my ears had ever discovered.
Every time you called my name I thought I would melt into a puddle of the sweet sugar you made me into.
Your voice elegant and delicate, your words floated in the air like a bee searching for pollen to make the sweetest honey.
Your voice carried out the heavenly desire your eyes displayed.

"You didn't have to smile at me,"
Your smile never failed to dazzle me, it would ignite my circuits and start a flame.
Your smile would complete the look of love and awe your eyes and voice would hint at.
Until one day, your smile turned cold and no longer ignited a flame in my body.
Your smile disappeared as if it was all just an illusion.

"You didn't have to offer your hand,"
You offered your hand to me and off we went, sailing the seas together.
You were very helpful and supportive.
Until one day when your assistance was no longer useful.
Your hand did not rise to guide me but to strike me.
There was a fire in you still, but that fire was full of violence and gloom.

"Now you have to go,"
Your flames released embers that set a wildfire between us.
We begin a never ending tumble downhill filled with malicious words,
and ill will.
Your words sank deep and doused the fire inside my body; reducing me to ashes.  
You're keeping me captive and I can no longer be at your command.

"Set me free, my honeybee."

The sorrow that once consumed me
Is hauntingly beautiful now
And some how, sometimes I'm entranced
To relive it, for it was raw,
The purest emotion I'd felt,  
And in this heartless world we live
It was something innocently
Tragic with some meaning to it.