Trees, gods of summer, defend you from light
Provide you with fruit and cast pain away.
Trees in the summer give from their might, shed you as you find your way

In autumn they wither away
Wounded by ice spears and and arrows of cold.
Leaves fall, naked and stark they stand.

In winter, in cold, they crack, and they fall
As clouds take the sky, they concead the battle.
Nothing lasts forever.

In spring they may rise, with heat and some love all that was lost might come again.
The mighty gods, lost in the fight, may rise to the battle
In summer they protect from the light. Until winds of winter come again...

Flowers on a grave
midgets in a rave
colours with no name
filling you with shame
throwing down your shield
while strolling through a field
picking up a sword
So young it's old
You won the fight
Power-up unlocked: flight
Congratulations!
You have met our expectation
now back to school
You fool

my toe
in the water
testing
what will bite

my mouth
in the water
trying
to bite back

my body
in the water
ready
to be eaten alive

distance can be measured
by the sadness in my heart
for I am feeling worse
the more we are apart

Running against the wind
as I am fighting windmills
for my health

I have the muse
I have the words
I have the need
I have the force
yet when I try, I come up dry
and end up, for the worse

I don't get why our talk
would make it so much better
but that's how feelings work
No sense whatsoever

Can't I just be happy?
just this one time?

Why can't I be happy
without feeling guilty?

Maybe I'm
asking for too much.

You brought
a new taste
to my life
It's the taste
of you
the taste
of love

In my sea of confusion
my attraction towards you
in an island of concent

The sun is shining
the birds are singing
your love is flowing
like water

Drinking it all
is making me whole
you are fixing my soul
my love

I can't believe
she actually loves me
how could she?
Who cares.
I am happy
and nothing. Nothing!
will ruin it for me.

I am so ******* happy right now I don't even care this is not a poem.

Two people are attracted
but they can't be together
life
is in their way.

The river of emotions never stops flowing.
The well of sadness is never full.

My walls of sanity are cracking
and I am leaking

It is weird
how your word
turned me
into you

I can fall in love
with someone I don't know

But can I fall in love
with someone I know too well?

For years I did not dream
it was not uncommon
for me to wake up
and know I dreamed
of nothing in the night

For years I dreamed of gloom
It was not uncommon
to wake up at midnight
and feel a shadow
hunting me

Your presence changed it
You were a light
against my shadows
I dreamed of you
and woke up happy

But, now you are gone
my dreams are back
and I can't sleep
without the fear
of dreaming of you

Does the artist define the art
or does the art define the artist?

I'm so weak
it makes me sick

I don't even have the gut
to spill them out

End my misery
hurry
I can't take it anymore

"EBN recently added 159 friends.
Do you know any of them?"
Are you just one of them?
Do you mean anything to her?
Or are you just another Facebook friend?

the power of mundane
decayed our irradiated hearts
to Lead

I've been cut
and scarred
many times before

my desire
toward fire
had got me burnt

but I never knew
a flame could scar
until you

Our love
was radioactive
emitting electrons
to each other's hearts

I can't tell you what is in my head
I'll shout on you instead
"I liked you better dead"

If I ever loved you
it was after you had died

Don't feel bad, my dear
it is me that is to fault
for the unfortunate result

your living figure haunts me
more than your ghost ever could

So hush, don't cry
don't waste your tears
on my unyielding ears

After all, you are still dead to me

We were Uranium
Our half life
measured in mere months

I take my role
in this play
every single day

your compliments
are roses on my grave

beautiful
precious
useless

Although I am madly attracted to you
I'd rather cry on your shoulder
then *** on your face

Does it make me crazy?
what would you say?
If only you knew
If only you knew...

It took me a while,
but now I'm certain
I fell in love
with the wrong person

In the end
we all die
but right now
I can just cry

I want to make something
from this void

Now is the time
unlike the other days
to write a phrase
time for a rhyme

Why? do you ask?
I'll get right on it
to write a sonnet
is my task

It might go
something like this
or like that
will it flow
like a good kiss?
I hope it won't fall flat

Lord time is loading a gun

  First, he loads
  the seconds
  The first time you met, the way you felt

  The minutes
  soon after
  Your first date, knowing it's fate

  The hours
  afterwards
  Sweet talks into the night, the regret after the first fight

  Next slightly fazed
  he stacks in the days
  Getting to know each other, finding love in one another

  months goes down the Musket
  as he seals the casket
  The special why she smiled, awaiting your first child

  Lastly, with tears
  he forces in the years
  You grow old together. Time has cut her tether

Now his work is done
It's time to fire the gun.

This is a cry for help
Not just another metaphor on death
not describing how I hurt myself
Not a poem about pain
or thinking I'm insane

This is a cry for help
Save me, Before I't's just too late
before I do something I regret
before the note is signed
before I lose my mind

This is a cry for help

can a bird
fly
with broken wings?

can I
love
with a broken heart?

I will
try
to fly
to you

I am dead, rotting
the flies are buzzing
the smell
is unbearable
the maggot are hatching
eating my skin
pealing off my disguise
I am
The lord of the flies

I've found 24 scars
on my hands
13 on the right, 11 on the left
I wish I knew
what they meant

Botany
of the growing hearts
on the track
that leads to heaven

Lobotomy
on the greatest mind
that you
could ever find

stop trying
don't even start
why?
because of that:

I want to **** you
but first
I'll **** myself

The legend says
the freak-show
of Chicago
has the greatest monster of them all

They have the usual
of course
a two headed lion
and a horned horse

but nothing comperes
to the beast upstairs
In an abandoned dressing room
it keeps it's own gloom

the beast hides within
not wanting to be seen
the curtains are drawn
not allowing the truth to be shown

but if you overcome the fright
and shed a light
the reality will become clearer
the beast
is in the mirror

I'm Joker
Looking for Quinn
but Poison ivy
strangled my heart

*****

just like that

you're gone

To construct my profile
all you need
is this page

On my Facebook
you'll find
my friends

On my YouTube
the things
I want to show

On my Tumblr
Some of my
favorite quotes

But here
you can really see
me

Broken, forsaken, and lonely,
smart, stupid and gnarly,
sad and mad but mostly,
alive

I am not the drizzle,
Nor the hurricane.
I am just the rain
That falls down on your cheeks.

I'm sorry for the person I could have been
I didn't want to ruin the future you had seen

I'm sorry for the person I  became
try to understand, this is who I am

I'm sorry but it had to be this way
for me to feel okay

I promised you the truth
then why are you surprised
when I hurt you?