Paint each tempered vein
Time for us to begin
Love is dreamt within the pain
Passion in the tailspin
Each word that cuts like knives
Etches in the soul
Never good at holding on
Even worse at letting go

Blank stares grasp onto me
Chilling my very bones
A seashell called love in an endless sea
Senses dulled, skills unhoned
Making up words, wanting something in turn
Promises worth ****
Choices made and choices lost
Perfectly off pitch

Time a constant except in death
A warden to my jail
Looking for a key inside of me
Tired, tried, failed
Peel back this skin, searching in depth
For a reason, crazy or sane
Time to look within myself
Search each tempered vein

her life
              s
             p
            i
              r
            a
              l
            e
              d
out of control
she clings tight to whatever happiness she has
her palms sweat from holding on
she begins to slip
her wide eyes glance down
she sees crowds of people watching
no one is ready to catch her

slipping from her happiness
she tumbles away from life
she comes to the end of her fall
as she hits the stone floor
she takes one last look at her life

pain
misery
thats all she sees
blackness overcomes her
then comes a white light
she begins to float softly into the white oblivion

she made it out
she is free
happiness stretches
as far the eye can see