staring at a blank sheet of paper
expecting the words to just appear
my emotions to raw to form
into the letters needed to express.

beating at my chest i pull and tear
begging and screaming into the night
trying to get a grasp on to any courage
I might have so to tell you
that everything i need
everything i want
is just you

Desperately clinging to pen and paper
needing to write it all down
this inconsolable loneliness i have without you
how the world was just black and white
then i met you and it was like seeing color
so vivid and bright, for the very first time

how just the slightest touch from you
ignites a fire under my skin
bringing life into the dead world i live in
and gives me a reason to go on

still so much to say but there isn't enough
words to describe what I feel for you
if you ever doubt anything i do or say
just have faith in my words here
for they are the truest i've ever spoken
no matter what, i'll always love you.

It's hard to keep it all together with you pulling me apart.
Crawling underneath my skin and breaking me slowly from the start.
You could have anything you wanted, and baby, so could I.
Except the thing that truly counts, that once thing... "You and I".
No matter how much I fall apart, no matter how much I cry..
I never will stop nor will I give up, because without you my reflection is but a lie.
I don't feel right, and I don't feel sane. Quite frankly I'm a *****.
But looking in your deep green eyes, my love defeats the Lich.
I feel at peace, I feel at home, nevermore have I felt secure.
The touch of your lips as you hold me close is no longer what assures.
I lay in bed, reaching for you, but your spot has long grown cold.
I'd wait a thousand years for you, if only to grow old.
It doesn't matter when or where, to see you is what matters.
I just want for you to know, without you, my love, my life just simply shatters.
I love you more than thunderstorms; unpredictable and chaotic, as am I.
I love you, regardless of the pain and the ever cloudy sky.
Words are simply powerless to tell you how I feel.
I wish that I had one last chance to show you... just how potent and how real..

Lights on,
No sign of a camera.
Not tonight.
Three minutes of bliss,
Or three decades of love.
By all means pay for her bed.
Release.
If you must.

You do not pay with money,
But you pay for her bed.
A love built to last forever
Where time is paid instead,
You pay for it together.
Love is the word of the day.
Where two become three
The creation of a daughter.

Pay for her bed.
So small, so innocent.
Such ignorance of life,
Such bliss,
It's Heaven sent.
Pay for her bed
18, 19, 20 years strong
Daddy's little girl
Doesn't remember that long.

Pay for her bed,
That's what she said.
Lovers love,
Actors act,
One ring on one finger
A one-sided pact.
Beauty encourages such ugly things
A boat full of roses,
That one diamond ring.
Just at her scent
He pays for her bed.
Eyes once were white,
Now painted with red.
Just one more payment,
Surrounded by her scent.
Unable to repent.
Forever more
He pays for her rent.

You keep on telling me,
That you plan to live forever,
I guess I’ll keep pretending,
I don’t see the veins you’ve severed,
And if you want to play Peter,
I call being Hook,
Its more than just a game now,
its exactly what it looks.

this yearning, churning, burning, turning,
turning my head in circles
my mind to mash,
my legs to jello,
my words into useless invalids perched on the tip of my tongue.
my fingers numb.
so i turn to leave,
regardless of the heat building between my legs
in my head
about your bed
i leave
finite
the end

It was deep April, and the morn
Shakespeare was born;
The world was on us, pressing sore;
My love and I took hands and swore,
Against the world, to be
Poets and lovers evermore,
To laugh and dream on Lethe's shore,
To sing to Charon in his boat,
Heartening the timid souls afloat;
Of judgement never to take heed,
But to those fast-locked souls to speed,
Who never from Apollo fled,
Who spent no hour among the dead;
Continually
With them to dwell,
Indifferent to heaven and hell.