alone, wandering thoughts with no home to rest

alone, just as you found me, now as you leave

for a moment I believed happiness trickled in, the promises

my fault, shackles remain

memories hold

I wonder where your breath falls and the words you speak

more stories untold

even so, my soul is at peace

alone

when I say I'm fine, do you know I'm not?
when I want to be alone, all I want is company.
when I don't want to talk, all I want is to speak.
when I say I'm strong and all I want to do is break.

I'll be fine though.

Loosely conscious, letting thoughts dance around my eyes.
A bitter experience I care not to live.
Shackles that hold and beat what's left of me.
A numbness, I delve into it.
Realizing I past that point.
I stop...
And awake...
...
I feel it's pain, sharp, like a needle piercing my heart.
Tears flowing down my face.
I collect myself, wipe the translucent scars.
and fall asleep.
...

The twists and shapes, mirror the lone,
Create the wish, and give a lie,
Dilate the world and ****** the mind,
The world of perfection, just a whisper.

Bond with, shall create the tempest, shall give it life
Safe haven, from others, two faced, to we,
That slowly take the hand, and commit,
To this deadly dance.

Fractals, lights, that give an awe,
Grow slowly and latch, clinch and tear, thus we bleed
A story told, the real, it fades,
A lust to adore, we call its name,

Apathetic to its endeavors, we sign,
Carve its signature, a forgetful lie,
Welcome, as it is, deception, it wields.

Hello Silence, Do You Remember My Name?

As the whisper of mother's grace, beckons the will,
The human may fall pray, and sit in a forever tomb of decay,
Ashes to ash, dusk to dawn, we lie in that place,
Forever praying for mother's grace.

Lie awake listening to the music of the heavenly night,
Wishing to gaze upon that star that forever lies "Stay were You are"
The water of dew dances upon our face, spinning, running, like wind
Forever praying for mother's grace

Inhaling the cleansed breath of her holy gasps,
Lust for it savour's, subtle kiss, begging for an everlasting breath,
Decaying under mother's grace, death upon her face, here we rest, Forever in mother's breath.

The murmurs of time, shift, crack, as we descend,
The fade of light no longer blinds, as our gate to see, slowly dies,
Walking among the ashes of live,
Forshadow our future graves.

Eyes devouring, sight of nigh, torment of our sin,
Chained, of old homes, now belong to our demon's throne,
Here we die, hoping for mother's grace, our bodies lie.
......
In the valley of the saints.

Sitting
Coldly listening to the soothing screeches of night
******* the blinding thought that lingers
Shifting my eyes as a tripod, stationary, keeping from falling
Silently patroling matters that obscure the light.

Venture.
Slowely entering an unshatterable abyss
Silhouettes dancing in the panoramic view against light and dark
Wispers, loud enough to break, soft as song, beautiful enough to heal
Movements of laughter, great screams of battle.

Embrace.
The dancers convicted movements slowly are greeted by striking colors of vibrant
The beautiful voices are pictures of heavenly sirens, echoing my heart
Thunderous roars of tune describe the battle that goes on
All in one, glowing of unimaginable ground.

Exit.
The heaven like dancers stop
The beautiful voices fade
The battles of intense sease
Light comes out of the darkness.

I awake
And forget.

It's a glass wall
What hold's me back and leaves to die
Hugs one down grasping for air
Covers the breath, hold's the cry

It's a glass wall
It keeps thy to watch as seconds pass
Let's you know it is soon to come
Feels as forever says it won't last

It's a glass wall
Buries the heart deep in black
Alone in void shall weep
Harder you push, further you go back

It's a glass wall
The world once bright
Now blue, loss of light
It lets none hang on

The glass wall, now gone

Cold.
Unresponsive to the world.
But feels the same pain as the other.
Shells it, as if protecting a child.
Only will it reveal, when nothing else matters.

Hollow.
Complete nothing.
When the pain awakes in sight of terror.
Feeling, equals non-existence.
As blows hurdle off, like hitting a ghost.

A white noise, blinds.
Underneath the screeching, mannerisms convicted by thoughts & feelings. A ***** that reveals the blood of sin.
Housed by a cocoon that walks as a ghost.
Walls taking the form of white, when yellow describes the surface.
Smiles of live skin from friends, but just a mirage provoked by an idle heart. I awake as a voice asks "Are you done in there?".
I hear the rushing sink, see the flow of tears dancing around my eyes.
I wash my face, say "Yeah" and leave.