We were lovers for a day
you wanted us to stop by setting sun, to take a step back
i wanted us to keep going, to achieve new things together
but, the voice of reason cut in-between us
it warned me of the price to pay for going down my road
so, we were lovers for a day
and it was one of my happiest days

I'm stuck like a baby in a manger. And like that baby i have a lot of growing to do and lot's to learn. But right now i feel a burn. A burn inside like I've never felt before. I want to know. Will it change into gold or will it change to ash. It's still burning. I'm still scared of what I'll become. Right now i trust you. But I'm afraid that I'll be hurt again like from the women before you. I see you with him. Yet you're with me. It's all happening like before. It's like deja vu. The burning. It's getting stronger now. I see her laugh with him. Now my hope is falling down. For once i wasn't alone. But now that it's all happening over again i could never feel more alone. My heart is a heart of stone. You throw it hard enough it'll break even the hardest of bone. It's how I'm feeling. I want the pain to end. I don't want to give up. I've never felt love like this before. But the pain is everlasting. Idk if it's worth it. But for now i push on. I push through the pain. She's still by him. Now that it continues i feel so much shame. Now that it continues the burning is a searing flame. I feel myself burning away. I want to isolate myself every day. I want to sleep all the time. I wish it was eternal. It's the only time and place I truly feel inner peace. Please forgive me when I'm crabby and angry. I'm burning inside. Just know I'm still pushing forward. I'm still a nice guy. Don't let my kindness fool you. I'm in pain. So stay happy and lift eachother up. Because i want to be truly happy too. It's all i have left to gain from the stain of my burning pain.

It amazes me
that my grief for another
has been stronger
than that for my husband.

How can that be?
A fleeting love meaning more
than a marriage,
than a life together.

I realise that I already
grieved desperately, alone,
lost, confused
within the marriage.

The warmth of alone
encapsulates my every inch,
once again — I am washed over.


The little hands that graze
my face,
   my soul,
keep my heart beating
my skin alive.

alone in thought, but always seen by you —
your gazing up at me.

You do not know yet, nor will you ever…
but your laugh pulls me from the cold water;
but your eyes pull the water from my ever-seeking lungs.

I'm so *******. I AM so aggravated.
I willingly and personally decide to be sedated.
The love lost, the love "you tossed" we've so heatedly debated.
A subject I intrinsically have loathed and thusly hated.
My heart you sliced, effectively diced and ultimately serrated. You've efficiently torn apart my bleeding heart, stabbed in the back right from the start. Since the very first time we dated. Now looking back, hinesight intact, I can't believe I was elated. Nay, even more I so adored. I did explore so far, in fact, that we even mated. My mind is blown, as love has flown. Your hearts now stone. As I have clearly stated. No love in sight, try as I might. I won't win this fight. Because your heart has been deflated. Goodbye! Now don't ask why I'm aggravated. I hate this situation! ✌

Do you love me back? I asked
Nay, she says.
Of that I am devoid, of that I truly lack

My love for you is like unto a dry riverbed.
All that lies therein is gone. All that lies therein is dead.

Did you ever love me? says I
Nay, she says
Nor ever will I, until the day we die

My love for you is like
unto a beaches sand
And as such has slipped right through my fingers, slipped right through my hands

Why did you ever say you loved me? I plead
Truly, says she
I abused you for my wants - your services I did need

My love for you was like unto a piggy bank
I take and take and take
But when you wanted a return on love
This piggy would just never break.

Its fine, my dear
I finally see
Your putrid love wasn't good enough for me

As my love for YOU was like unto a fine diamond ring
In spite of your decietfulness, my heart did truly sing

Nor did it ever wear and tear, or rust and rot and disappear.
Now I've learned that a love like yours
Is a love that I should truly fear

Its fine my dear,
The recompense for your twisted love draws near
A lesson in karma that you should truly fear

XoXo, My Dear

Id fallen in love with a girl who had died.
fallen in love with a corpse bride.

An image, apparition, a fiend, and a lie.
A smile with fangs behind and stained glass eyes. A connection of the depths i wish I could hide.

Intimate reflections of infinite life,
Gone in an instant, remembered in time.
Immortalized in the wounds that i never could find.

In love with death and the devil in flight.
The details were gone where the fairy tails write, and whats left but a fight.
Why return to the exceptions i try.
Though still struggle i might to accept what I write

Ive fallen in love with
A treasure, a shrine, a hedonist pride. The pleasure of life, and weakness of mind.
Ive fallen in love with death, ive fallen in love with life,
Ive fallen so many times with deception and hell in my mind.

The interruption of entering high
Energy eruption destroying the signs.
I wish it was true, that wishing was worth the time.

But even if things had a reason, the seasons still change like the lights
In the sky and the tides.
Will the spirit reward all our risks with a ride. What you do with your will, will be fine. Just remember who gave you the time. What words can alarm the forlorn.

The award was a sword cut from ice. The current can keep me at peace, electricity. The currency foreign or at least, if I reign for a moment as king, would the kind still remember me. Or be cast aside as a cloud in the sky, overcast could the rain last for life. Thunder claps when the performance is right.

And if I die, on my corpse perform rites.
Ive fallen in love with a bride.
Ive fallen in love with a lie.
Ive fallen in love with a girl.
Who has been. Gone for as long as I.

Head in the trees feeling free
Head in the clouds where the spirits come out
In the canopy of leaves visualizing dreams.
the crescent moon peaks, looking out, at my feet.

the sun sets soon then comes back around.
Scars from a war left unfinished,
wounds on my arm from a battle, self inflicted.

In a room with no walls as I wished it.
Burn marks and questionable decisions.
Unwavering confidence I listened.
Makeshift options of forgiveness.

Little known is the thought we throw to the side.
inside insidiously we tried
to hide the being with the wish I hope to confide.

Let alone the disillusioned idea of property or love owned by the self.
let alone the thoughts we've left canned on the shelf.
Like a man with no remorse I open those cans with a thought in mind.

I hope I can find your love inside of at least one, with empathy of my task in kind

It's sad to think that in a few years from now we won't know each other. Then again, in a few years it won't matter.