Oh accursed one—
Bound to this vessel before us
Like us; You are us—
Lost to eternity and the weave of fates

Your will tethers us—
We do your bidding eternal
Unhindered; Unwavering—
Until we wither into aeon

We are the enigma—
The fragments of a whole
The shards; The Ariadne—
Balanced in harmonic resonance

Blind to the past—
Unwilling to see what is to come
Wayward; Headstrong—
Eternities be ******

One last hurrah for you my friend
A flurry of snow before the inevitable thaw
Before the inevitable spring and the warmth it brings

You are with Persephone now my friend
Though your spirit wanders still
May She have mercy on you in all that lies beyond

We all miss you my friend
Your life, like this winter; cut short
You will live on through all of us

When I put my headphones on
Everything just seems to melt away

Then a slow upwelling of assorted instruments
Violin, cello, piano
I hum along

Then words; many of them, sometimes strangely arranged
Waiting to be interpreted
I sing

The song is always one that resonates within me
It has deeper meaning
I ponder

A drum beat unlike any other
Changing time and rhythm
I play along on my desk

I've never felt or experienced more
Than when I'm lost in my music

Rain, the source of life
Each drop blessing the leaves
The soil; The Earth
It cleanses and renews
It brings hope
And on the darkest of nights
It provides a calming respite

Redemption in my eyes for the sins of my past
Dwelling still though in my troubled memories
The world around me spinning so fast
I can't keep balance and fall into troubled seas

Going under but if just for a moment I feel
The weight of consciousness and the world combined
Inky blackness surrounds me; my silence, sealed
The answers to what troubles me I cannot find

I drown deep in moments a long time past
Under the weight of my own memories
The strength to fight back is leaving me fast
I pray to her to leave me be... Please

We will meet again one day, but not now
These distorted visions of my past overwhelm
The answers I have yet to find and know not how
Though not today nor that day long past shall I leave this realm

Thine eyes I see
Warm pools of tea
From whom they be
Staring back at me

My gaze to thee
I give for free
In which to see
Your love reflected back to me

The rose wilts as all life does
Withers and fades away
Graceful and attractive
Thorned

It cuts deep as all love does
A knife to the heart
Twisted in the open wound
Elegant

It is innocuous as all demons are
Fallen angels stained with hatred
Viscous and sadistic
Abusive

It is unknown as all malevolence is
Lurking in the shadows, stalking
Unyielding and horrific
Insidious

It is vile as all faith is
Believing it never was as bad
Forgiving or forgetting
Remorseless

It is done as all hatred is
With no regret or remorse
With none reciprocated either
Stolen

It is stained as all art is
Your work laid bare before me
For me to tear to shreds
Cathartic

It is broken as I am
Shattered and left beaten and used
But out of the ashes I return
Remade

I've always wanted to travel through space
Visiting planets and moons along the way
I imagine on saturn it would be quite a sight
To look up and see the rings at night

Brilliant colors streaming across the sky
Beauty so intense it might make me cry
I'd want to share this experience
But I'd need to not be alone for once

Thine eyes, the same green as the sea
Thy divine grace, to enchant and infatuate
Every word you speak, a song of the sirens
To entrance me and to sate

In my darkest night
You are my brightest light
And the way you smile at me
Oh what a wondrous sight to see

I could never climb this mountain without you
And I'm sure you know, I can tell
We'll walk side by side together
And our many lives be well

Darkness awakens
Shadows shroud my soul

Light is fading
Shaking, shivering, cold

Dreams infiltrate
Restless nights and lack of sleep abound

World's ending
Cities scorched and burning to the ground

I close my eyes and hide myself away
Content for now to suffer
The fear I know; The words I'll never say

I run and run, to where I do not know
Unsure of the path I'm taking
Unsure of what the future does not show

Raining fire
Everything I knew and loved is gone

Slowly dying
Are all the ones I've truly loved and known

Why am I still alive in all the flames
Why must I survive the torment
Of my mind's sickening games

Why am I the only one who's left
Why could the end
Not have stolen my final breath

Midnight, awoken
Vivid visions of our final days

Heart's pounding
Frightened of the end of our ways

I know not the reason for this torture
I know not why I cannot sleep
I know not the cause of my vision
I know not why it won't leave me be

New fallen snow on a cold winter night
Peaceful and serene—Not a human in sight
Delicate flakes which glitter in the light
Tossing and turning and tumbling in flight

My blanket is something I very closely hold
For this night is frigid, and I'm quite cold
My love is much too lonely, or so I've been told
She'd be with me tonight if she really could

I hate this feeling far too much
All of this wretched loneliness and such
And though I wish not to use this as a crutch
I'm just too incredibly starved of her touch

To feel her warmth as we admire the snow
Is a feeling I truly wish I could know
And now I can feel the wind start to blow
The cold, uncaring truth it will show

Her voice; her touch;
The way her hands feel—
Coursing through my hair

All her love; her emotion;
The way she clings to me—
In her times of need, and mine

Sometimes I think she needs me more;
Sometimes I think she doesn't mean it—
Like her words cut my skin
Like a knife through butter—

I don't deserve her;
She cares more than anyone ever could—
I swear it couldn't be meant for me

But it is; all of it;
It's overwhelming at times—
I don't deserve it

I couldn't possibly deserve it;
Not a chance in hell—
But still she tries
Still she loves me; still—

Everyday I make a cup of tea
Or two, or three

But everyday I always forget
That I made my cup of tea

...

Now I have iced tea

From behind the screen
Behind the façade
They smile at you

Their eyes tell stories
Once upon a time
Or those yet to come

Prophetic in their work
They see the tragedies
They see the ugly hand of fate

Turning the page, they smile
Blank as always, they write
Of foreign days and starlit nights

Of damning fire or of eternal fright
Bright blessed day, dark sacred night
What a sight

What goes through their head
Why do they see
This curse of sight, a blight

It troubles them to know
But it doesn't bother them
They write nonetheless

Looking down at that page
They smirk and chuckle
Blank, just how they like it

Another vision to come
Another secret revealed
Another tragedy unfolds

The walls I build—
The walls which keep me safe;
Safe inside myself;
Safe from those I fear

The walls I build—
The walls which hide the truth;
To hide myself away;
For a purpose not so clear

The walls I build—
The walls which keep you out;
They also keep me in;
Like a frightened little deer

The walls I build—
The walls which crumble down;
Leaving me exposed;
Letting you come near

Finally

A flower wilts in the shadow
Of another which thrives
Leeching life away

The end brings respite
Release, renewal, rebirth
The beauty of the cycle

Even in death
Mother is revitalized
And I shall live again

Sometimes it just takes time

Ice melts
Frost thaws
And a frozen heart burns once more

The storm passes
The sky clears
And the sun warms my life once more

Sometimes I just need to give it time

I was blind once
Deaf too
But realization was soon to follow

I didn't need to see
Didn't need to hear

I only needed to speak
And to be heard

I can see my future on the horizon
And I can hear it calling my name

It just needed time.

Days have gone;
Lost to time forever—
An eternal dance of pain;
Suffering and joy;
Elation—

Days past—returned for
But a fleeting moment at most;
Visions of times long gone
Pain and fear;
Disaster—

But those days have gone;
Lost to another—
The pain within us eternally;
But not in me—
Serenity—

Another soul—
One of many who came before;
And many more to come;
Holding us closely;
Mothering—

To protect and serve
In a way not thought of—
To save and support;
Same place; different timelines—
Survival

Her head upon my chest
Resting; sobbing
Her arms around me
And mine around her
I know this feeling
I've been there before
I wish I could just take it
Free you of this burden
It's the least I could do for you
To bear the weight of your pain
It's my duty to protect you
Especially when you cannot protect yourself

She graced me with her presence tonight
I cherish these moments
Couldn't bare to lose them
To lose her
Or any of the rest

To love is much more than to kiss
Or to hug or caress
It is to be there
When the night is long
To just coexist

It is much more than to
Just say I love you
It is much more than to
Just hear her say it back

To love is to hear her voice
When she says "goodnight"
To shed a tear when you must part ways

I cherish these moments
We don't talk about important things

And I couldn't bare to have it any other way
Than for her to grace me with her presence

The story is beautiful
Words organized expertly
Feelings poured out onto the page

But the feelings are staining the paper
And some words can no longer be seen
Beauty can be quite dangerous at times

It blinds us to the growing pool
Emotions leaking out
Only to be sopped up with a damp rag

And tossed in the
     Trash
          Never to be seen
               Again

The way I smile
The euphoria that drives me so
Wild with passion and
Manic with love

It's hard to just
Say I love you
It is to me at least
But I love you still

It's not something I can understand
But it nevertheless fills me
With wild passion
And love unbound

It speaks through pain
That melts in her warmth
And through shadow
That can't hope to stand up to the light

But nevertheless I am fulfilled
Wild and unbound
The manic euphoria that drives me so
But I love you still

I'm okay
          I'm okay

                              I'm okay
          I'm okay

                    I'm okay
    I'm okay

                                              I'm okay

Hey, are you there?

If I waved my hand
As if to attract your attention

Would you see me?

Would you even
Go as far as to
Wave back?

Can you see me
In the darkness

Can you see my
Desire for your attention

Even if it is just trivial
In the end...

If I called out to you
"Hello"

Would you hear me?

Might you even
Ask me a question?
"How are you?"

Can you hear me
Through the strife?

Can you hear my
Call for your atention?

Even if it is just trivial
In the end...

Can you feel
My grasp slip away
As I fall into despair?

Can you hear
My cries for help
As the bond begins to tear?

Can you see
My final breath?
Or do your even care?

Why?

Why even care?
Notice?
Acknowledge?

I'm just a grain of sand...

Dust in the wind...

Maybe there are others...

So I ask...

"Hey, are you there?"

I'm never alone
I have my thoughts

Happy thoughts
Sad thoughts

Joyful thoughts
Lonely thoughts

Anxious thoughts
Depressive thoughts

Painful thoughts
Hurtful thoughts

Happy thoughts
Happy thoughts
Happy thoughts

I wish I was alone

It's funny
It's so easy to tell myself
Words don't matter
What they say can't hurt you

But you can say whatever you want
Nothing really matters when all you are is a facade
Just an emotionless wall on the outside
Slowly rotting away on the inside

Their words are my own now
Echoes of the emotions trapped within the void inside me
Unable to escape
Trapped in the black hole that is me

We

The ones who are more than she—
They who are powerful;
And we who persist

We are one, much like yin and yang;
We are one, and one are many—
Many faces in many places

We

Those who did not run from the past—
But stood up to support;
To thrive and survive

We are many—
We are the voices of strength;
And for those who cannot speak

We

We are Ariadne; Ariadne is us
She is our voice;
Our shining light in the darkness

She speaks for us;
We live for her;
We die for her

She

She keeps me happy—
I keep her safe;
We all do, and we will never stop

For she is I, and I, her—
Her name is not ours
But ours is hers

We

We are not the only ones—
We are not alone—
We stand together

We stand and fight—
Fight to survive—
And survive, so that we may live again

Wither away
Like a rose past its prime
Like leaves in the fall

Wither away
Like a dying soul

Wither away
Until the light fades
Until your sight blurs

Wither
Until you can't feel the pain anymore

Words of passion; words of lust
Words whose meanings shine true
Even when silenced; shushed

They come easily to some—though
Others think they're hidden from view
Words that speak of events soon to come

Words with rhythm; Some that are aloof
Words I cannot keep inside—a slew
Of my love or pain; proof—

They flow like blood from open wound;
Like blessings of a preacher to the pew;
And like pure, unadulterated sound