Darkness touched her irises with love as her eyelids closed shut with the grace of falling snow
he showed her the light as she drifted into nothingness.
Pain held her in the blackness of his arms, the warmth of his blackened body filled her ice cold veins with warmth and the pain slowly fell away.
Death swooped her up and flew her high into the sky, where her eyes lit up, and as she laughed with the clouds, Eden fell in love with the smile that made the sun glow with radiance.
But as she bounced among the clouds, sorrow brought to the ones below her.

I have always wondered
Did i ever cross your mind
Or maybe just a glimpse of thought about me.

Or maybe, just random things at the groceries store that reminds you of me.
Or maybe the coffee brew that you smells at the coffee shop, got you thinking about me.
Or maybe the scent of the rain that reminds you of me.
Or maybe the foot step at the hallway, also reminds you of me.

Or maybe the thoughts you made before you sleep about me.

I am here.
Wondering with all the maybe(s)

Is loving better than ******?
Yes, so good for the endorphins,
As into golden years we're a'morphing,
So, better than ****** is our loving,
My hair and skin are a'glowing,
Through the window you are going,
Any loving is good loving,
As my olden age is greying,
To my lover I'm imagining,
You are in my brain's imagination,
For guaranteed satisfaction,
So, is this good for the endorphins?
Yes, loving is better than ******!

You me
Us
Or is it just you
Are you selfish
Or are you going to be with me
You Are nice
Or is that just an act
Or are you going to be with me for times end
Or are my felling for me true
Cmon im losing control over these thoughts for you

These nights are what I hope these years would have been,
Laughing away until the early morn when I speak my way into your dreams,
The time we have here is but our only time upon this earth,
And every choice we make will be sealed in the fate that is called time,
For we cannot go backwards or forwards only one direction which is now,
Streaking campus, shoving food in to our mouth only to gag and make our friends laugh,
I know it sounds stupid to most of you,

But these memories are my years and months and days, these memories are the semesters of hard work and hours, of blood and sweat and toil which has driven me insane,

I am finally having the fun I was promised when I was given this gift called life, and you do not dare take that away from me.

Saint valentine I thank you
For this day you helped create
It opens up our hearts
And might even change our fate

Perhaps that handsome stranger called
Or maybe your Best Friend
Possibly no one at all
But that doesn't make this the end

Love is there for everyone
But it comes in different shapes and forms
For some it's at first sight
For others twenty years

Or maybe you're one of those special
Girls or guys whose been chosen for
A different life

But I don't care about that so much
So I'll still say
Happy Valentine's Day!

A thought from an erstwhile visionary,
We came from another century,
How can we grow old disgracefully?
or  not ?
We're the seniles that time forgot,
Peter Pans on ***!
Obese, gaga or dead,
Silliest verse you've ever read,
Didn't we come from another century?
Now let's grow old disgracefully!

It was just fuel added to the fire,
a burning sensation throughout my soul appears.
Once a pure heart of gold,
now slowly turns back to a dark, black heart.
And the mind which believed again,
soon relinquishes back to it's corner.

And on the brink of the breaking point,
you live and learn.
And people come and go,
and someone will come and fix you,
To only leave you more broken than before.
You learn that you can't trust anyone, anymore.

And that's just how society works,
because the cold truth is you can only rely on yourself.
If you give someone the pleasure of being your only
spark of hope, they take it and they crush it,
and leave you with your back against the wall
and bloodshot red eyes,
and tears streaming down your face at three in the morning,
and you're whispering to yourself "why?"

And you start to doubt your worth and purpose all over again,
and soon the walls will feel like they're caving in,
and your lungs will feel like they're closing up,
and your breathe will start to run short,
and the waves will start to collapse over you.
And in the end you have two options, do you sink or swim?