The blind dost not hear and the deaf see not the agony torturing the soul. The sun blocks sleep in middle of the night, and darkness shrouds the day with a blanket of hell. Rivers of tears drying the soil, and cracked earth brings forth floods of red. Scattered over the promised ground, thoughts and memories of forgotten promises exposed for the world to see. Endless circle of perfection tarnished with rings of desire. Lying in the hands, dreams fullfilled. Awakening to empty arms, deafening screams wake not the tear soaked cloth. Tangled and tathered, smothering and stifling the hopes and dreams. Yesterdays tomorrows lie heavily, floating like a fog. Blocking the openess and guiding the feet back to the beginning to bring forth the end. The mockers flood the night with a guiding light. To their path the soul cannot go. The ravenous dogs devour the night and parch the day, but the wall halts the dreams. Nevermore dost tears flow and the river wind, for the serenity of the dry lake floats the soul past the screams and unto an eternal peace

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.

The most perfect of dreams ensued, a perfect day of passion.  The heart mangled in a fantasy that controls the very thoughts of a man.  Absolute perfection brought into his life from an unlikely source and an unlikely time.  Not able to pursue the mindless thoughts of his heart he allows sleep to overcome the day.   The visions of the one he loves makes sleep come so easy.  Dreams of love passionately filling the night with near endless happiness.  No longer able to sleep, the screaming silence and the beating of his heart fill the room with unbearable and deafening sound.  Awakening desiring to hold the one he loves, turning to find his arms empty once again.  Tears pouring from the eyes overflowing from the broken heart soaking the sheets wrapped around his body.  Quivering flesh, batting eyes, wiping the stream from his cheeks he sighs softly.  The disgust from the world and consequences around him swallow any hope of rest.  I cried last night.  No one to comfort, no one to understand no one to hold, he prays for the mornings light.  Will his dreams and desires ever evolve?  With the piercing light mocking his soul he is reminded that yet another night has passed without the one that holds a grip upon his heart.

In the middle of the night,
far from human sight.
Lying in the demons bed,
visions of her piercing the head.

Taking deep breaths in the heart,
no longer feeling like an important part. Death is now the only thought,
oh the raging deamons the soul has fought.

Words of prayer beg for the body to stay, but the heart keeps screaming no way!
To the earth is the only place,
The visions seem to pick up the pace.

Endless food placed on the table,
Horses put back in the stable.
All but the tears are gone,
And the lonely silent bone.

Promises and threats went out,
But they all thought he was so stout.
Down by the lonely river bend,
Is where he brought the final end.

What is this thing love?
Carried by the bloodied dove
Such a daunting task
Hidden behind satans mask

The world bends at its knees
Screaming with gregarious pleas
Seemingly unforgettable stains
Left by loves horrible pains

Neverending sleepless nights
Scaring the soul with terrifying sights
Searching for the darkest cave
Burried well beneath the deepest grave

What is this thing love?
As they dorn the black glove
Final prayers are said
Just above the silk bed

The bridled tongue and darkness spoke
Fiery dragons and the devil's joke
Softly in the ears it screamed
Foolishly a future dreamed

Broken fool's mockery and shame
Ravaged and thrown in the evil game
Black diamonds and bloods oath
Jezebel and the demons hand both

Deepened pools and the loves dance,
Round and round methodic prance
Hands on the clock fail to stop
Love makes an unfair swap

Screams mark the gates of hell
Tears ring and the echo of bells
Loneliness haunts the serenity of night
As loves leaves a painful sight

Silence falls upon the screaming voices as the lights grow weary. Tiny beads of sweat paralyzing, vitriolic taunts of the demons dance begin. Puddles form upon the heart, the masquerade covered in the nights blood. Prayers for darkness extend to the fathers tongue. The curse of the mornings light, begs for deaths door. The river follows the burned channel, as agony stains the cheeks. Loves mark, tattoos the memories, and haunts the web. Grasping for something greater than air, loves grip tortures the soul. The light  promenades the corpse to the blinded eyes, as mockery hides the night. Bastille's hold falters not, death awaits before dawn's prize. Happiness squandered with premises of a future. Silence, silence, silence, rocks tumble no more. Padded hope brings a moment's relief.

Why did you call my name?
Did you not feel any shame?
You captured my heart
And wantonly tore me apart

You gave me all I want
Now you are an evil haunt
The *** was so Devine
You kept me in perfect line

Your name rang so sweet
Now it is my bitter defeat
I scream for you at night
Only demons come to sight

For my death tonight I pray
There is no reason to stay
A lonely dream that is best
To see the blood upon my chest

As my eyes I close
This is the path I chose
Memories I can't stand
Listen to the angels band

It is the flesh that I hate
In you arms I no more mate
Call not my name you *****
For the blood has begin to pour

They try so hard to save
But the minutes I shave
As the day draws nigh
Gather with a final sigh

In darkness cover my pain
For my life was not in vain
Torturous love only grows
When you realize that life froze

It is with closed eyes I smile
As my feet finish the last mile
Today I love her never again
For her heart I no longer contend

Shall there be the day
The heart will no longer stay
Will the arms to heaven high
Reach after the gentle sigh

Will death befall passionate love
As war removes the white glove
Will blood spill upon the ground
As the knee bends on the mound

Long after the blood is shed
Love will rear it's ugly head
No matter the cost to the heart
Love will remain a lonely part

Other hands upon the  tangled web
As the flow removes the final ebb
Nothing but dismal visions remain
As time has invoked lasting pain