4 AM

If this ruptured heart ever escaped this prison would it search for you upon the abandoned eclipse of the life that was quickly snuffed out by your quiet. Silence runs over me as I searched every life for a piece of you. I quickly look towards the sky of abandoned wishes and understand that everything that was whispered to me was only the lies of a man who had nothing to give but words from a world that never loved him. I sigh as I seek a Slumber that is crushing me at the time of full regret. I am finally conquered by the torch of my chaotic mind exhibits at a time where peace was once a home. I will not rush towards a light that never once lit up My Sanctuary but now I will live in a world where Pitch Black violence is all that I can crawl into and find the one thing I was missing, myself.

Paralyzed

The gentle breeze that swept me up into a world that never saw me fit for it. I am slowly becoming the rock that stood on the moss hill for you to find. Placing me in your pocket, tapping it and saying, you are mine. There is nothing more stagnant than a truth of banished travesty. Line by line like coke, I am snorted for a high that can only be felt by the time we share. You my dear are the precious piece of a smile that survives because of your existence. Gripping the veins of a time that we thought would only survive in a realm of games. We now see that everything is staggered into a world that brings forth more nightmares of torture. The mind will spoil us with lies as we find entrapment in the heart. Letting go of something we know is a pause in time for a moment in reality. I am swayed by a life that brings forth nothing but a world of possibilities. You my dear are living in a place that is darker than a valid space of time. Don’t let anything more keep you caged into a brain that is chaotic at times. Finally a night of bringing us together and letting it be known that all the time lost was nothing more than time spent finding a love we never thought existed. Following a fate that we breathed life into years ago by letting go of a past that fought so hard to hold on to us. Here we go, once again, taking a chance on a world that always shadowed our beings into a lavish truth of peace. Good night sweet love of mine, let the world enclose us in a tomb of everything we created and shut out. Our world is now complete, even in death, we are complete.

Jagged pieces of a sullen heart

The darkest days have all be without you in them. The cries of my soul can be heard from miles away. The crack in the heart is nothing more than hemorrhaging a life that was once under your grace. I died that day, that day that fell into a darkness that I didn’t think I would find a way out of. Drizzled in a hope of new light, I seek the comfort of your heart. A place of pure existence, a place of refrained hope, a place that brings me full circle to a time that I never thought would end. Spellbound by all that you are. A soul of great proportions, one that very few see, and ever fewer know the true place of your essence. I want to dive head first into you and feel your life blend into mine. The world around me is torturous and binding, outside of that, what do we have left? Only notion that the world is a better place because you exist and without your presence, this world has nothing beautiful to offer.

The Trials of Truth

The evidence of destruction has been captured into the cavity of my chest. The wounds of a beating organ are hemorrhaging a truth that will never be evident to you. The shame that you have placed upon me is nothing more than your game and I will not play it. I will devise a plan to escape this hell through the torturous binds of your every wish. If there’s one thing I have learned it is, nothing in this world is worth torturing if all you want to do is love it.

No. 9

I breathed you into existence with a whisper of a desire into the ethers. My words were carried upon the wind and directed towards your heart. As the Stars aligned, they guided us to each other. our souls knew before we did that our fate was about to collide. A journey of pivotal truth to bring forth two hearts onto a path of one. With each beat of a crimson tide, the quest begins to weave a single thought into reality. Under a graveyard of stars, the features of you materialize into a dream that we both conceived. May we never wake from this slumber, as I rest my heart in your hands, I want you to see, a love that measures beyond eternity.

Exhaustion

The shallow chill in my heart is nothing more than the last words you spoke to me. Vagrant tosses of life into an ether of silence. The division of a soul that no longer speaks the words of your heart. All that is left resides in an empty chamber of lies. What you once confessed was the truth to who you bear to be. I have everything to lose and nothing much to gain. To tremble at the thought of removing you is a rational thought of treason. Escaping the moments that keep me trapped through an elixir of vapid memories. The last thought of you is the last time you will encapsulate this encephalon. This heart resides in my hands, waiting for the silence to begin. Crushing it slowly is how it will begin. Grasping it tight until there is no life. When my eyes meet yours, you will see that life is nothing more than a hunt for the final good night.

Death that lured me to see

The deception that resides in the eyes are the vacant creatures of lured lust. There is more than just one place where the slaughter of dreams takes place. Spoken words are useless on a tongue that doesn’t back them up with the volatile keep sakes of the heart. Slow to give a purpose to the meaning of simmering truth, the face of evil lies within the hope of veracity. A force of damaged fate bleeds into the dying organ within the caged bones of my chest. Why say it if you can’t bring forth the amorous choke hold of dismal dreams. Night by night my dreams are tortured pieces of my daily endurance. The cage I put myself in has a lock with no key. The next time you try to reach me, let me be.

Back and forth, twisting in the wind, the hurt that absolved me is not killing me within. Each new piece I grasp at, is now dust in the wind. Crumbled at the consequences of my distinguished hate. Did you think that this would be easy? Seeing everything die as you coax out the demons that house within the walls of my heart. Your lies are the only truth I remember swallowing and for that, my soul is pitted. Scrambling to wipe the hurt from my cheeks, I swallow the somber death that is invading the only piece of me that is palpable. Thank you for opening my eyes that were sewn shut. Cutting the ties that bind was the perfect end to this effect you spewed upon me.

Swollen with the elixir you forceable thrust down my throat. Was the poison the words you spoke or the fact that you never tried to bewitch me without fear. Slightly uneasy with the nightmares that lull me to sleep, I let them take over and bring me to the depths of a spell that will never wake me. Drowning in all your sorrows, you breathe the silence that is spoken. Just remember one thing…every time you see me, you have pierced me with a pain so deep, my heart stopped beating, grayed, and died with the hope you once gave me.

Silence Cuts My Core

Vanquished skies of illuminating light seize the essence of my trembling soul. I lay eyes upon your slumbering frame as you dream of the memories that have you captured in the first day we were torn apart. The night’s elixir is a shallow thought of nightmares you spew from your tortured organ of beating life. There is nothing I can do for you as you slaughter the vapid beauty that we once saw. I hold you close to chase away the fears as you cry with torment in your whaling whimpers of a sleepless journey. I roam the realms of a place that only existed in a moment of tranquil lies. The cavern in my chest is growing darker and filling with the sweet surrender of death. I rattle off the past that cages me into trapped place of hurt. I no longer capture the attention of the one that planted a seed of truth in me. The water is now venom that floods my veins. The exhaustion from mourning a decaying being is daunting on a sickly mind. I am soothed by the demons that run ramped in my skull. The havoc of truth is bursting with life and strangles me with true disease. I wither under the misery I feel standing next to you. The crater of distance that is swelling between us is now the mercy I crave from you. Lost in my own horror, I can no longer dream of a life that is dwelling in a space of lonely beauty. You found the nourishment I crave in another soul being that only quells the moment and never quenches the heart. All I can do is occupy a space that once sheltered you, but now it graves me into a hell that once housed peace bound by a promise we never made.

faulty roots

The discipline of sadness is tragically dwelling on my heart. I see the vessels that wander the plains of the desert storms that we envelop our souls in. There is nothing more sweltering than a lost heart living on a prayer of redemption. Never will you cease to amaze me as we sail the earth through a space of time that is smaller than a grain of sand. Why is the nightmare of our happiness always swimming in a glass of a shrouded pool of nothingness. The ethers of the sun express its solace as we sink further into the depths of a realm that begs the attention of slumber. We have nothing but the vapers of strangers whispering their heart into the wind. As they seek us for a home, their words will never be heard again. Divine is nothing more than a trapped truth and we are mere creatures sitting on a touch that never existed. Night by night, and dream by dream, our world will shrink and to never be heard from again. Quiet is the name I give the tamed fate that you threw upon me and death is the name of the life you live. Give me your hand so I can show you what you mean to me, a tortured saint of violent tendencies. We laugh, we die, we seek shelter in the night but after all you gave me an asylum of truth, I killed in along with the rest of you

Inferno

This mangled heart of mine beats in a beckoning tone of destruction. All that’s left is the devastation of the hurt that was created by your touch. I am nothing but a shell of vessel of hatred that was stamped with your venom. The ghost of you haunts me still and brings me to my knees. I am tortured by my thoughts of you and cry crimson tears because of your lies. The crumbs of effort still sit on my lips as I continue to dissolve my last rays of hope. The trivial pieces of life still shard my brain as I drift into a slumber of raging existence. What did you resolve in yourself by tearing me down to a broken frame of reality. I have offered everything to you in a burden of passion and you drove it into chaotic pain. I must sever all pieces of my dyeing soul in order to survive the memories of you. Lying in the greenery of my grave, I begin to seek a truth that was always faint. My whole world was nothing but a travesty. My life was nothing but a nightmare. The breath I draw is pungent in my lungs. The spores of your presence are now dust in the wind. Vacant of knowledge and wielding your touch, I sink further into my thoughts knowing I am complete. If you ever feel the need to seek me again, may the God above pull the life from this soul, leaving a life less complete, far from whole.

Voyage

Bitter is the pill that has served you cold. Lonely is the night that brings you cloaked lies. Hope is the hurt that never falls true. Nothing is the dreams that you seek. Revenge is the trip that cost you everything. Sorrow is the vein that feeds your soul. Tragic is the food that fills your stomach until you spew forth the truth. Narrow is the loop that closes around your neck. Death is the truth you swallow with a look of love in your eyes. All of these a recipe for what…an end to what never was.

Good Night Valentine…Death seeks you tonight

The fire in the eyes of this divine soul is fleeting. There is nothing more daunting than trying to remain amongst the souls of the living. Every day is nothing more than a trip through the languages of life that do nothing more than satisfy you with strife. Moving along the corridors of truth, you see what is seeking you and you want to die. I have nothing left to remove from this life, only remnants of this heart still beat. Tattered like the linens of yesteryears, my beating organ is hanging on by a thread. Why must we commit to a being that isn’t worth the victory of waking up. The vital signs of strength are just what we have left, veins and skin scabbed with hate. Don’t show me more than you are willing to offer because if you take it all back, you never loved the life that stood before you. Death is just a toll you pay to get to the next life that will only shatter you. Each day we walk through a vagrant youth that was nothing more than a disappearing act. Sitting alone amongst the stars we can see the graveyard of wishes that were never granted. Tonight is my final goodbye for your first hello was just a vacant try at being real. Close your eyes and hear the night whisper one that’s word of tragic thought. There is nothing more for me in this life, crushed, bruised, and beaten, I am once again dying alone. Nothing new and nothing pretty, I can’t remember the last time I spoke what I felt for the love fell on deaf ears. Good night to the soul that reads my story over and over and tagged the pages you wish to read again. The book will blaze at dusk and will no longer be the comfort of your night…one last whisper, one last glance, remember this, the truth that captivated you is not what you sent in return and for that the book of my life will burn.

Black Heart

The escape into this mundane world is the corrosive scars that are on my heart. To tear them off is less torturous than to ever hear you say “I love you” to me again. Each word you speak is saved in my hollow soul. Nothing is left for you, not even a blissful thought, for everything you did to me has put me in this grave. With a smile and dirt in your teeth, you dug me deeper into a hole you knew I would never climb out of. The author of my heart is a deviant being that no longer allows me to breathe or pump life through my veins to keep me living. Everything within me is dead, black, and this should have been a sign for you to never come back.

Ending efforts

Your selfishness was completely revealed. Your words were nothing but sounds echoing in your own head. None of it meant anything at all. Everything you tried to do was for your own sake. The one thing you said you never were, you were this whole time. Pay attention to what you say and what you do because everything from your mouth is just a lie. I will no longer rummage my own thoughts trying to figure out what you were trying to say or what you were trying to do because in the end it is mislead trust and time wasted. Once again I am left alone to my own devices, my own thoughts, and my own truth. This life is never meant to have another individual to walk it with, that I believe is truth. The anchor around my neck will drown me as I continue to move forward into a life that I cannot escape. Whatever lessons I was supposed to learn in this life, they quickly come and quickly left. Once again I am left here with nothing left not even a sense of purpose, that’s why everyone who enters has to leave, on my accord or theirs. It is easier to just slumber in a world that has nothing but miss guided love and hollow hearts of dead truth. I cannot keep going and I cannot keep crumbling into a lake of tears that were created for somebody who never ever cared. As I wipe my eyes, I say goodbye and retreat into my life. Understand that one more day waiting at your door will be the last day as I will never knock and wait for you to answer because we all know a person like you will never answer the door but keep them standing outside in the cold crying and wondering what was all this heartache for.

A moment in time…

If I could, I would put the smile back on your face. Letting the crimson flood your heart again. Lay your head upon my breast as I stroke your silence into soothing peace. Nothing left but to surrender into the night. While you slumber, I will slay the dragons that plague your dreams. While you wake I will do all I can to tame your sting. This oath I breathe until I can no longer whisper the words that scar my heart. The stains of your cheeks and your sullen heart will one day be a memory of a time the world twisted you up into a fate you weren’t able to escape. So quiet my child and understand this, the nightmare you live will only be a faded memory, hold close the love you shared, and smile knowing, they will always be there. One thought away, a word on the wind, say everything need and hit send. I kiss your forehead and whisper tranquil words of coming peace. For now, allow the world to stay quiet and rummage your life as what you thought was lost is now forever within.