It was protracted suicide
Poe, dead before his time.
At the end he sold his clothes for drink
He was found the worse for wine.
A horror, like the tales he'd spun,
mad visions stalked his days.
This master of the Macabre
this day found a common grave.
No Raven croaked as he lost hope
of an earthly parole.
His doctor heard his final words:
"Lord, please save my poor soul."

So young so nieve
Doesn't know what the world means
He says what she wants to hear
She believes him and lives with out fear
He's tricking her. He's using her.
He tells her tall tales
And she stays and listens instead of making bail
Everyone sees what he's doing to her
Trying to convince her to leave before we lose her
He's manipulative and cruel
She follows his commands like its a rule
He won't leave. He won't stop.
Bringing up things that he knows he should drop
He's in her like a drug, a very addictive one at that
Planting in her brain. When we're just trying to get her back

Give me your hand
my forbidden one
Let me lead you to the darkest corner
where our truth can come to light
Because that's the only place
we can exist -
in between the spaces of words
always left unsaid
Where you're not afraid
to show me your soul
And I'm not afraid
to let you take a step closer
But the flame can't burn for long
Because we both know
when morning comes
we'll play pretend
The whispers of the dark
will lay forgotten
Because in our world
of unfinished sentences,
where more often than not
there is a coma where a full stop should be;
"U" and "I" will never be
side by side.

and the Adulteress wins again.
the girl gets the bed
and the Adulteress has the rest.
A hellish romance,
formed from a devilish grin,
the Adulteress holds his soul
in her heartless hands.
Cruel intentions on an adventure
to take them all,
and the Adulteress
leads the quest
never getting hurt
in her bulletproof vest.
It won't end until
the Adulteress finds her best fit

what am doing?

my strength is my coolness

hope I lost my power

am getting anger like a bullet train

applying brakes is a tedious job

and unfortunately I lack disc brakes.

am somehow not able to digest humiliation

not sure if am doing it right

but, definitely hurting quite a few.

a change which is undesirable

that's not me but, am transforming the way

I never want to

It's not that I wasn't happy before
I was but I didn't understand happiness
Now that it's gone I feel like an endless pit
Something someone would choke on
Poison to all that feel my presence.

Nothing to do but continue to die
Life without the sun isn't all that bad
I just don't have anywhere to hang my head
Feel endless in their warmth and hands
Losing strength losing myself on my path

Although we're warming the earth and poisoning our air and water...
We may be able to fix that.
Just because most people in the world today don't give a **** about anyone but themselves...
We may be able to fix that too.
I know it looks bad when animals are driven to extinction by the stupid things we do, and chopping down all our beautiful trees for money makes sense but...
We may be able to fix that, no problem
I say that because if you were to tell me two days ago that a controlling, insensitive, overbearing, egotistacal idot like me, who speaks before he thinks, and repeatedly throws the baby out with the bathwater, would be allowed to hold the love of his life in his arms again,
That he would be blessed with the opportunity to kiss her velvety lips, while running his trembling fingers through her wild Tasmanian locks, soothed by her gentle voice whispering soft, precious, I Love Yous into his ear - ever again... I would have pegged you for a bigger fool than I - but it happened - and now I know that...
Anything can happen.