You make me want to kick and scream
Because I hate that I love you
and hate you all at the same time
Break the plaster
Shatter the dishes
Destroy the photos
Ensure there is no proof of us here
Because I believe now that love is a lie
A myth to get us all twisted
On reality and illusion
A trick to reel us in
When in truth it is a sin
The amount of destruction
That results from this word
Let’s start from this apartment
Then we’ll investigate the world
Love creates peace
But where does peace exist?
I’ve lost faith and I am petrified
Of what results from this loss of light
I punched a hole through the wall
And saw myself on the other side
A simple reflection
Terrifying when it comes through
Like a mirror
Existing in another dimension

You chased
I ran
You yelled
I turned
You swung
I ducked
You huffed
I pushed

The back of your ankle caught
on the underside of a gnarly root

You twirled
I watched.
You screamed
I watched..
You bled
I watched...
You gasped at air
I watched....

The old jagged branch penetrated
through your squishy eye
and kissed the back of your skull
blood burst and squirted
while the rise and fall of your chest slowed
and your body grew cold

A rose bush was born amidst the clutches of an early winter

I left
You haunted
I cried
You permeated
I stayed silent
You spoke in my dreams

I know they found you
I visit and leave you flowers
But I am through,
I finally convinced myself
that it's not my
fault.

The first break of thunder that strikes our minds
the once drifting eyes now fixed on the sky
as static attracts the rest from our reach
we lay in flashes of dark, just waiting for peace

but as for myself

I rather prefer that violent crashing sound
than the silence which creeps and nightly abounds

Through a cloudy day, there was a sunny heart
That once upon a time, it collapsed apart
There are no hot winds to warm its veins
Only despair and sadness in form of chains

Who painted sky a blue so bright?
Who drew our spine with beige inside?
These violent delights have violent ends
And I would play the fool for making amends

My anger against you it doesn’t exist,
without forces and faith, I still insist
That after all these violent ends,
we wouldn’t be great not even as friends

i pulled the trigger
leaving sonic staccatos
and clouds of gun smoke.
silencing all unheard screams
with the tyranny of moral men.

How deep were we in?
Restrained by chains that burn our skin
Car headlights, a hush falls over
Shines through the window, time feels slower
I hope he knows that we care
He grabbed him, dragged him by his hair
Cry, scream, or maybe not
Could have done anything, but we couldn't make him stop

i lost my mind, along with you.
such silent words brought violent hues,
they linger in my living room,
they echo through, they echo you.

while the dusk sinks down to dawn
and whispers winds until its gone,
your ghost is all that carries on,
it echoes through, it echoes you.

I've grown speechless,
secretive, deaf.
Running and hurling,
running and hurling
for what—?
There are only tides that beacon and retreat,
never one that lingers.
For how could love be blended
into such frivolous motion.

Just ****
Feel the thrill
You have your power still
The violence
Breaks the silence
Come with me back to Hell

Your eyes
Can't disguise
The ire that you hide
So feel it
But don't reveal it
Until it's time to

Break the weak and burn the broken
This is what your soul desires
Show them everything you feel
Make them know that you are real
Come with me into the fire

So ****
Feel the thrill
You have your power still
The violence
Breaks the silence
Come with me back to Hell

Break their bones and spill their blood
This is what you want to do
Show them that you cannot feel
Make them know that you are real
Come with me into the fire

So ****
Feel the thrill
You'll have your vengeance yet
The violence
Breaks the silence
They will never forget you

With a straw and a blade,
And a pill and a day,
And a night, why'd we fight,
And I'm wrong,
And you're right,

But I'm high as I cry,
And my eye; why'd you lie,
Cause you said- said it's real,
Why won't our bruise-
Ever heal?

I loved you, in that bed,
And you're stuck in my head,
Every day, what you said,
And I laid there and bled,

You were my first,
But your fist-
Was the last thing-
That I kissed.