Vierra

Vierra Jul 2013

How can i fight to keep you?
Involved and secure,
it's the inevitable that i can't deal with.
You're with another man
and that's what kills me.
I can't love you the way i do.
I can't think about you the way i do.
The finish line is creeping up,
slow and steadily.
A love so true and pure,
was never able to flourish because of circumstance.
I love you my dear.
If you have to leave i won't stop you
because I love you enough to let you go.
Please just realize that the time we had was special and intimate,
only happening between us.
That moment frozen in time,
is one i will cherish and remember always.
I will compare every love I have to us,
because it is you I will love until I am on my deathbed.
I love you.

Vierra Jul 2013

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Sitting here in my misery,
I'm wondering where you are.
Because I'm here,
ready for my trip down memory lane.
In through the deepest caverns of my mind
your tracks prove that you've been here before.
Just wandering around I suspect,
hinting at the addiction that you represent.
My veins are your highways,
in thru my mind and body,
spreading as if you were wildfire.
Please ease the burning in my muscles,
bring it to a dull warmth,
and subside the yearning that happens when I see your eyes.
I need to feel your pain close to mine,
honest and true,
together we will share the joy that will come with the ending of this suffering
That feeling that you see in me and I see in you.

Vierra Jun 2013

Angels and Demons

She was a fallen angel
dreary with the notion of abandonment.
She longed for redemption
but settled for oblivion.
She turned her eyes towards the sky and cursed the heavens.
She had fallen and fallen hard.
A wayward soul she had become.
Lost and tired, she carried on through purgatory stumbling though shadows and the 13 shades of night.
As she yearned to ascend
she fell deeper and deeper into mortality.
Unabled to find the path to salvation
she cut to release the tension from her weary mind.
Laying on the ***** subway station floor, bleeding and beaten,
She again looks towards the heavens
this time in prayer
'Let all the innocent be saved.'
She closed her eyes and took her last breath

Vierra Jun 2013

A Kiss

A simple kiss,
Is all I need,
To send me into complete and utter bliss.

Your soft lips pressed against mine,
Would be heaven to feel,
To have it again would be divine.

Your tender touch, soft as velvet,
Will stop the hands of time.
Your smile, brighter than the sun,
Will be my only sign.

To ask these things of you,
As a small request,
I beg only of your kiss,
To send me to my beloved bliss.

Vierra Jun 2013

Night and Day

You leave a hint of glory in your absence.
You really don't know, do you?
You shine with a aura bright like the sun
Leaving in your wake the darkness of night
Like the longing the night does to become day, I need you to soothe my longing for your warm breath on my neck
Like the certainty that is involved with the changing of the winter winds, I need the absoluteness of your fingers intertwined in mine
You are a star, glowing bright and vibrant
I am the cold winter night, the darkness is what nightmares are made of.
Please let me bear your absence for I am willing to endure the night to watch it turn to day.

Vierra Jun 2013

Emptiness

Empty bus rides in ghost towns
in through side ally's and bike lanes.
That's what this feels like
Alone, dazed and confused,
just trying to not think about
all the lies and bad intentions.
Cutting just to feel something real,
to find your heart beating intensely
pumping blood through the scar tissue

Is it easier to end it all?
Maybe.

But what's the fun in that.

Vierra Jun 2013

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The night comes with a hint of cold.
The fading sunlight mixes colors with the gaining darkness,
until all at once there is no light, just cold.
I can see all the familiar shadows with a relative ease.
They make me feel comfort in my solitude,
like a lullaby upon youthful ears.

let me write you a story
of which you can read to your sons and daughters at bed time.
stories of times that enchanted the dreary eyes
of their never ending imagination

the night brings this magic.
dreams and faded reality are commonplace
upon the alter that holds these fantasies.
quiet solitude with the realization that you are alone in the darkness.

yet the night will turn to day.

i have seen too many sunrises through wayward eyes.

oh night will you return?
will my beloved solitude render during the day?

we shall see. we shall see.