I loved you
every single day
especially those nights
you ******
other men
You're better than me
but you kept coming
back for more

There is no end to this madness that I, that you, that we have manifested in only our minds to be real
ONLY ARE MINDS!
Any longer

Our souls intertwine
Twisted like that drug that used to get us spun
YES!
The one that turned this all into malicious, dark, twisted, ****** up, but unmistakable LOVE!

This lonely fidelity that we both have unknowingly made a reality is part of this crazed ambitious death kissed love

Your lips touch the glass
Paranoid crystals fill your lungs
Feeling; Surreal
Energy; Unbelievable
Fight
****
Fall
****!
When will this end?!
Hate
Pain
LOVE!
There is NO end to this madness...

She's a deep breathe of happiness
Or at the very least
She's not sticky with the muck of sadness

I can see it now.
Why you needed them
Your light in the darkness that was my life
Your life vest in my treacherous waters

Baby, I'm the shark.
And the sad fact is
I may be made of fire
But I am no beacon of hope, light, and laughter

It doesn't make you a bad person
To not want to burn for me
Like I burn for you
This is what love looks like for me

But I am certain,
If you ask,
They'll see my shade of grey
and not just your black and white.

I release the smoke in the night,
Not the blackness itself
Think on that, if you will think on me at all.
In the mean time
Know that I finally understand
Why you needed all of them.

You know
I'm still in-love
With you
There's nothing
that I wouldn't do

Peace in my heart
Is yours to take

A piece of my heart
Is yours to break

I used to think
Loving you
Was so right
But it was a big mistake
I do not
Want to fight

My heart is yours
To break

A piece off of my heart
Now that we are apart

Your love is there
For me to take
But a piece of my heart
I have to break

Come over.
Have a glass of peach apple wine
and tell me what it's like to live with her and think of me.

When she ***** you and your hands are in her fake red hair,
tell me how you close your eyes and think of running your hands through mine.
How my honest green eyes flash in your mind
and make you hope.

Read me the poem you wrote me
while she sat on the couch next to you
playing with the cats you named together.

Tell me how I've given you confidence,
how my soul reflects in your writing
because I showed it to you.
Come over and be mine for the afternoon.

I have a question. What is real? Should it be based on what you can feel because now feel can be touch or emotion, I feel the suns warm rays the same as I feel my heart break and no one can tell me or you that either is not real because we can feel so I ask what it is you feel? I for one feel imprisoned by the Mold society has put me in as a man I have to be handsome,brave,loving, trusting and understanding but at the same time because I am a man I am by default a conniving, cheating, abusive, alcoholic, womanizing pig, why? Because " we are all the same" such caprice why? Why is it I must feel ashamed to be a man why is it I must be everything you want and don't want, the light of your day and the darkness of the night the Prince Charming in your life fairytale as well as the villain with the apple in my hand ,the apple of my eye is that what you want? I feel as if I'm just the means to an end the end being the moment I yield to this mold these confines in my mind why do I have to feel like I'm the enemy? how is it my fault? you're the one who laid in the sands of his beaches indulging in that forbidden fruit from the garden of eden, your tears now fueling its sea,  but all i hear are your cries of betrale his name the lyric of choice but I see, I should take the blame its what is wanted of me the good guy but the moment I deviate from your plans I am the evil one I'm the reason for these broken hearts mine and yours I'm the devil can't you see the flames you set In my personal hell in my mind in my soul
why is it I'm a mockery?