Silent drops of gracious scarlet,
caress the linoleum tiles.
Turning the soft white,
into harsh scarlet.
My tears glisten,
like silk dances in the sun.
As I close my bloodshot eyes,
I see my wounded arm ache for more.
Asking for more silent scarlet,
to grace the white floor.

Curseless truths in breatheless beings
only tears consume me now
inhaling in hate
exhaling my love
for it will never disappear
for my heart lies in shards
destroyed by your hate
that could all be healed
by three simple words
that no one will ever mean

Complex questions
simple answers
dried mascara
stained on pale while soft cheeks
with simple answers
comes more questions
to slay a life
by each passing pill
one more
to salvation.

Old friends reappear

like daytime shadows

saying lies

that make perfect sense

smiling

laughing

as if its all ok

but i know the truth

you are my demons

that want to devour me

but i wont listen to ur lies

even though my heart may be gone

i want to be free

even tho i never will

Lost but not found.
I cross the seas to wait for you.
Skipping down the ocean's path,
to find the one I love at last.
Gleaming sparkles across fields of blue.
Take me home,
take me home.
The one I love is waiting for me there.
To hold me in his arms.
And take me to the seas again.

Lets take it all
subtract the some
to get perfect figures
dancing on the jewelry boxes
can't stop until the spinning stops

Can't stop the movement of the graceful dancer
towards the life of knives and drugs
by the slipper or the forcing mother
who fulfills her nightmares in her child

trust the slipper
with all your might
they take you
slowly strip your innocence
filling it with knives and drugs
to make the slipper fit

Put on all the makeup
a mask to hide their fear
their guilt
their knives and drugs
cover it all up

"what a real dancer"
they all say
"gorgeous"