The
spark between us
just kept going out but
i kept fixing the bulb every
time desperate to not
be left alone in
the



d a r k

I woke up from a nightmare
I could not stand to keep
to myself

you were stretched across the couch
coffee going cold on the table
a half finished cigarette
still burning

you wrapped me up
in kind words that
I could not bare
to hear

whispered into my ear
"one day we will go wandering
and this tiny house will overspill
with dreams'

you are not your memories, darling
you are not the bad things
that have been done to you
you are a fierce flame
that warms my heart

forget them, my love
they are nothing
and you, and you
are everything

rarely do my lips actually open, anymore
it's always my hands that do the talking
mimicking my own voice
with the sounds of pens scribbling against crumpled and reused pieces of paper

the speech has to fight through my mouth to see light
having been out of order for such a long time, my tongue has been algaefied, my teeth eroded, and my lips rusted
social media
has killed my
social skills
and i'm two feet tall, trapped behind a sheet of glass, with an empty speech bubble hovering over my head

Her eyes laid upon my lips with razors in her teeth 
she bites down on my neck with ferocious intent
savoring the taste of what I've given up
                  It's something to bleed for 
       when the boredom becomes too much 

                                   I give in 
                          
                           and I give up 

ravishing the feel of her skin 
                  and the kiss of her cavernous grin...

He pulls the grapes of imagination
And he ferments them in the caverns of his mind
And only when it's at its peak
Does he share with her his wine

Every drop that is in his words
Transcends and shows in her life
The girl he'd wait a lifetime for
His living paradise

He watches a drop as it trickles down her lip
And he leans in to kiss it away
He tastes the love inside her and the wine
And it is rich and sweet today

How lovely it is to share the setting sun
As well as the fruits of his inner self
Lying and growing potent for what seemed eternity
Until it was finally taken from the shelf

She lives in the richness, she traces each taste
She savors the texture of rich red
He inspires words she wants to live out
He puts dreams in her lovely head

Not a drop will go to waste, not one
Just like the sunset's beams
He looks at her in the hue of the moment
Dissecting her with his eyes, it seems

She lies on him and feels his heartbeat
In sync with her heart in time
And he looks at her and places a kiss on her lips
Then pours another glass of wine

Evil buried deep inside
waiting to burst, but for now, to hide

Heart raging, blood racing
Brain surging, stomach aching

Something pushing at the nails
eyes turn cold as stone
Teeth gritting, sprouting fangs
Hatred pulsing through my veins

Heat of rage, trapped in this cage

Let it out, bleed it out!
Can't you see what it's about?

Blind, you're blind!
I'm losing my mind!

Let me run, let me go!
Maybe then you'll finally know

Maybe then I'll be free
from this hatred that's rotting me

Swinging swinging to and fro,
It'll be black before you know.
The systems will die,
Relationships untie,
While stuck in suspension you are just that guy.
Can keep swinging,
Can keep hoping,
That maybe someday,
Someone will come over to play.
Black halfway there,
I'm still alone.
Might have a million contacts,
But no one cares to phone.
Now it's getting dim,
Still no one is with me at home.
Wishing I had someone,
A consent to keep me company.
But now it's black,
And before I know,
Darkness engulfs me,
Do I want a nightlight?
No.

You never really know someone until you are laying in a bed with them around 2 in the morning lingering from a night of busy adventure.
Not just a regular night of adventure but one that has exhausted you and drained all of the energy you stored from the week.
A night that took you to new places in a city you thought you knew so well and forced you to revel in the beauty it holds.
A night that creates memories that stick to your soul and your skin more than anything.
As you ride home in the backseat and steal glances in the rear view you love the way the wind wraps your hair around you and the wind smells sweet.
Once you have dropped off everyone else and you move to the front seat you really start getting to know someone.
It's midnight and you are dozing off in the passengers seat hoping this person is noticing the moonlight on your skin.
You feel their presence wrap around you and all thoughts of logic are thrown out the window as you drive down the highway.
It's 1 am now and you are laying in bed wondering how you got to the point of skin wrapped around you and a scent taking over your memories.
The conversation is light because you feel the need to whisper as the moonlight pours into a room of heavy hearts.
Nothing has happened that wasn't anything more than a kiss but the idea is heavy in the air with the cool weather blowing in through an open window.
Eyes hang low and voices start to soften and hang with every sleepy word that falls from a mouth.
This is the point where you get to know someone.
The things they whisper about as their mind tries to escape to sleep but they push through.
How you have a beautiful family.
How I love living in the country.
How you enjoy math.
How I hate all numbers.
How you like to workout.
How I love cake.
How you belief in religion.
How I believe in everything.
How we would love to be part of the stars.
How we hate oxymorons.
It is the simplicity of a tired mind that brings about the most deep and beautiful ideas. They way your voice is deeper and mine is quieter.
I got to know you under the cloak of night and I got to keep you there for a while.

These days, they lose their potency
As love is lost to misery
And history has taught me
To just stop fighting it all

For letting go, it often seems
Is best to grow, to keep moving
Rather hiding in the lonely
Than to risk damage in the fall

And I ask for you to only
No chastise, but just let me be
And then maybe I'll find some peace
Inside my loneliness

But I most likely won't...