Poems-Breathe-Life

Lover. Sweet, broke, helpless... Arms forever hold me, Feeling safe, content, dead, destroyed. Mistress.

You didn't have me at hello, There was no love at first sight. No heart skipping a beat right away, No immediate connection. Only a little chemistry, And common interests. We had friendship. Love comes from friendship, Not friendship from love. And somewhere in-between, Our first hello and this one, I have fallen for you.

And you'll never know That the reason is you. You'll never know That I fill my days to fill the void To sate the ocean To empty the skies. You'll never know That I count the seconds Till you return To make me whole again Make me feel again Breathe life into me Because I cannot gasp on my own. You'll never know The longing that drowns me in my tears Lost little Alice Cowering in a crowd Frozen beside a fire Forgotten in the memories locked inside As the night passes by. You'll never know That I love you Deeper than China Farther than the moon Bound tighter than You'll ever know.

In a field battered and broken always still and has never spoken hangs crushed and depressed, a scarecrow his straw filled heart spewing with woe. Every night the murder arrives my fake, thin flesh is what they thrive upon my crucifix my limbs are bound amusement in this the murder found Here come the cavalry, all ready to fight. I try to fend them off with all my might my face, oh no, they've taken my sight surrounding me now an endless night why can't someone bring me back the light release me now I'm ready to fight please come soon my morning, bright until then....I'll hold on tight. Down by the horizon I sense the dawn ab

Living in Shadows 15-11-10 (Quoted lines from: 'Discovering the Undiscovered' by: 'IceFireX') For almost two months I've lived under the shadow of death... Well, lived is a relative term. I've survived...mostly. "It's a full-time job not to lose my brain." I spend all day locked in my room... Except for when I go to therapy, Or when the only two friends who care to show they care Invite me around for a bit of randomness. At both places, there is openness: I can speak about what's on my mind, What's eating my soul, What's burning inside my heart. But "how can I speak without knowing any words?" I can't say what I want to say,

I cry so softly no one hears; I huddle in the corner with my fears; My wings cradle my little frame, and place my head against the wooden floor, Only this thing and nothing more, I've already cried all my tears and my eyes are dry, I can't really say anything now, for, my throat is sore from screaming, Blood pours from my self made cuts, I stare horrified at my reflection in the jagged mirror; My face is shattered in a thousand pieces; And when I look at my back my wings and tore and jagged, My eyes now follow the new grown wings; My eyes now flaming red and I felt myself die again.