A Lasting Confession

Deem me worthy, Deem me damned.
Bleed me of all my love or raise my hearts wistful glow.
But realise that my soul is my own.
And I am my own poision.

Macabre Dawn

A macabre kiss placed apon the foreheads of our children.
A kiss that marks the birth of the darkest dawn.
A child doomed to fail.
A child doomed to fall.
Tempting fates livid hand, Switching their love to hate.
We are the macabre children.

The Beautiful Ugly

Painted faces hide the ugly,
Their pretty words hide their lies,
Names hide the truth of their existance,
And skin hides the image of their being,
But their eyes reveal their tarnished words,
Their smile leaks acid spite.

They are not human,
They are not even living,
They are just there,
Draining me of my hopes and dreams,
Liars and monsters paving the way to my destiny.

Lose yourself to the land of dreams.
Where time stands still.
Where everything is backwards.
Where up is down and Left is right.
In DREAM LAND is where i wait.
The DREAM CATCHER waits for you.

I'll move on

Beautiful friend, forgotten lover.
A lost prayer that falls on dead ears.
Forever let me bleed my sorrows.
As the comforting whispers are no more.
Each blissful moment will blow away.
For our love was limited.
We knew that.
The careless dreams that lay alone.
A lengthy sigh never heard.
A dream that is now abandoned.
We knew, we knew it would not last.
It will fade like the memories we share.
For time will continue and we will age.
And each minute we will seek to remember.
We will ask, what if.
Of that i am certain.

Im Done

Im tired of all this falseness, the lies have become to much, and yes, once i did care but not no more for your imitation love is as fake as you are. So all the while i tried to speak, tried to talk. I'll ask you in fifty years or so do regret not talking, not listening or will you just feel that there was nothing else to say.

A dedication to a friend

When the gears start turning you have that look in your eye. Not a haunting look or a loving look; but a distant dreamy look. We both know where you are. Your in dreamers world, for you it is a place where time stops and all you can hear is the music. Friend, Dancer, Daydreamer. You are one of a kind.