Tear soaked cards upon the floor. Withered roses faded brown. Oh gentle petals trampled upon by mindless feet. Beautiful memories agonizing as the dagger pierce the heart at every mornings light. Joy becomes pain and love mocks the heart with a never ending trail of tears. Sweet memories torture the soul and stop the clock.  Illustrious ravens dance their dance, treading upon the angels wings. Crowded room, no where to go. Battling! kicking! screaming! Gnawing at the pillow begging for annihilation to break its cycle. Sadistic birds living upon the flesh of a weakened soul. Nothing left but naked bones. Cold and brittle, dust to dust. Final results of endless lust.

Silent screams falling upon the tear soaked  earth. Smothered love buried within the dreams of yesterday. Bended knees extend the grasp towards heavens light. Upon glorified ears, final prayers fail. Did you hear my screams? Was it love that closed your heart? Love begs the night, as the days slither along. The journey is engulfed with neverending memories as you meander through the muck. Smitten pride, captivating the breath as the raven awakes.  Did you hear my screams? Was it loves decay that caught your eye? To dust it returns as the faded memories die. Red red river draining into the final pool. Able to breathe, even if only one final breathe. A deep sigh and heavens gate opens wide. Did you not hear my screams? Do you ask if i can hear yours? Call not my name for love has died. At the final farwell, the hand fails to shake.

Ravenous tranquility of the clay lips
Moistened by the bloods tiny sips
Fangs pierce deep into mortal wound
The bride's hatred hidden and perfumed

Motherly wings wrap the gentle soul
Feast filled at Satan's empty bowl
Squandered hopes paralyze with fear
Vanquished all but the final tear.

Darkness lights the path to hell
Loneliness is the only place to dwell
Round and round the light spins
Night flooded with her ghastly sins

Ravaged arms punish loves demise
Blood pours from the stricken eyes
Gentle lamb and a wooden cross
World's tumble with such a loss

Screams and pleas from bruised knee
Through open window they failed to see
Every thing was perfectly said
Lonely and tortured in the lions bed

**** the night and curse the day
As soaked line begins to fray
Flickering candle gasps for air
Wavering prayer reaches great despair

Clawing open the blackened wings
Satan and his angel sings
Glory to the fallen child
As love becomes delicately mild

Pierced navel and broken jaw
Back and forth sharpened saw
Final pleas for loving arm
As no one meant any harm

Darkness covers the day
As he chose not to stay
On top of blood soaked ground
Place a heavenly mound

Tears upon tears upon the sheets
Rhythm no longer gathers beat
In loneliness love lies still
She failed to pay Satan's bill

Cold blue steel lying all alone in the dark. Begging and pleading, pleading and begging to help. Staring at the lonely soul. Unrelenting gazes, silently screaming, calling out by pain. Promising peace and serenity. A single thought of calmness overtakes the dungeon. Closing eyes, visions of days gone by. Thunderous hooves tamping out a rhythmic thump thump, thump thump. Silence mocked by staggering, pulsated breaths. Cheeks washed clean by the salty flow. Bitter taste, unforgettable memories linger on. The cold indentation sends a chill down the spine. Storms echo in the distance warmth overtakes.  Once, stoic chimney now toppling to the earth below. Curtains fluffing, dust scattered with the breeze.  How will they remember the gentle heart? If only they had been a part. Empty chair, multitude of flowers despair. Did love die or get scattered across the sky? How will they remember the gentle heart? What a glorious symbol of art.