I used to think you were my saving grace but you ended up being a nail in my coffin

My Sensual King,

I used to wake up
to goosebumps and shivvers
because upon throwing my blankets to the side
the cold of the world consumed my body
and my heart filled with sadness
and I always thought I'd rather be that way
than filled with the anger and greed
this world so wholly contains
I'd always felt i was misunderstood
because nobody saw me or the way I see life
they always wrote me off
and went along dooming the world

But upon meeting you all that changed
I stopped being afraid
I grasped a meaning
that I'd been searching for for so long
You warmed my heart
and upon waking I no longer shivverd
and my goosbumps remain
but they are only from the tingle
I get upon feeling your touch
My eyes are opened
to the love this world truly has to offer
and I can see now
because I found my loving shelter inside of you

With Love,
Yor Little Angel <3

"Can I see them?" he peered
I tugged my arm away as my hair covered half of my face
I didn't want to see how vulnerable I was
I'm nothing more than a selfish beast
He was bewildered
I looked at him and his eyes were full of sorrow
He cared so much for me
He needed me
I knew I couldn't endure my whole life without him as well
So I let him
He carefully rolled up my right sleeve,
Revealing my pale, lifeless skin full of scars and unwanted memories
I felt tears in my eyes. I am shattered.
I couldn't look at him
And the next thing I knew, he pulled me into a soft,warm embrace
I could feel his breath tickle my neck
His velvety pink lips nibbling on the pale flesh
"Hush, love." he whispered and wiped the tears from my eyes
"Don't leave me, okay?" I begged
"Never in a million years."he said looking into my eyes once more
His beautiful orbs mesmerizing me
He lifted my chin up and kissed my parched lips
Wanting him and only *him

He discovered her in a world of grays and blacks.
She put forth the image of smiles and pinks, but held back
secrets, kept in the shadows,
which revealed an artist
trained in writing with silver.
And though she tried her hardest to create purples or the yellows of happiness
red was her medium
until he discovered her,
and ripped her tedium apart
with his sea of green.
He peeled back her layers:
     The false pinks used to fool the world
     Bright oranges, tools for when the pinks began to crack
     The black, forming an endless pool she was slowly drowning in
Until he found the blue
     Blue as the sky in which he made her feel like she was flying
     Blue from the effort of actually trying for once
     Blue as the sea where her soul now seemed to float
He peeled back her layers and showed her just how colorful
the world could be.

I heard that when things were painful for this girl I knew, she'd cover her ears with headphones and escape to the world of music.
I tried it too.
It was like everything was blown away.
The vocals screamed for me.
They grieved for me.
The ones who put on the act of common sense were wrong.
Those who cried were right.
We, the lonely were more human.
They screamed at the absurd, beat it down, and destroyed it.
They saved me.

The pencil is out of its case
A chew of its end
The paper is bare
Then..
A rapid scribble with the heart

Don't care
It's more than a start
It's all there
It's love!

Break the pencil
now!

Feeling lost and gone
In need of simple song
The shortest stick is drawn
Lies, but you'll go along

Touch you one last time
"Goodbye," and all your cries
A final sign
To sever all your ties

But it cannot be done
You will not be drowned
Under my midnight sun
You cannot make a sound

Amazed you have been saved

What if healing comes from tears?
And it'll be harder to know
What's pure and fake

What if a blessing comes from rain drops?
If the rain makes you sick,
Would you play with it and seek blessings?

What if sleepless nights are what it takes
To know He's always near?
But you take so much pills
And abuse your body
The Temple of the Holy Spirit

What if dreams only come true
When you let go of things you hold so much?
And at times, need to give up your own
For the sake of others' lives.

What if your greatest fears and pains
Are the keys for greatest thirst this world can't satisfied?
And what if every failure and storms
Are the disguises of the *love and mercy of God?