Wednesday, April 27, 2011

These Sins of Mine

Secrets I do not keep
And yet tears I still weap

For pulling you down
Way to the ground

Your heart is all I care
And your love I bear

But by you I can not see
I underestimate all that you can be

For you act so Bold
When really I'm leaving you so cold

If only I could hear your laugh
Although that would be on my behalf

Look at me I'm selfish within
How can you not see this sin?

With you I want to grow
Only you I want to know

Deserving is not me
But to you I need not plea

Perfection you havent seen
So technically this game is clean

Although you will one day
And then to you I'll say

How in my heart that you belong
And how easily you made me long

For you and me
To always be. . .
<3 data-blogger-escaped-br=""> I love you like you have no clue
I love you through and through

Sunday, April 17, 2011

Worth the War?

They tear at us
and pull and shove
my closest campaniens, they moick
jealousy? i suppose
they suggest faul play
and suspect false accusations
but im only pleading
for acceptance
fake or true
is up to you
but a show
youcan put on for me
but please just respond to my plea.
non do, not that in much surprised
in the end they were right,
but i wasnt pained
so who won?


Ment to Be

I walk alone

i am content

but with such a sight

i wish to share

a light you could say,

to bestow among a chosen

so come forth

i call out to eligable contendors

i want nothing more but to share my secrets with you

but to have someone that i can talk to

when i know their not listening

and be okay with it.

why i dream so strangly

im not sure

but its what i long for


Saturday, April 16, 2011


awoken from this dream called reality.

beasts stood guard
of beauty being preserved
protection of inocence
the first taken element from life.
pureness lasts little,
sheilded from life
no way to live
but a preservation for sure
at least for now.
one day, they will have to unlock the safe house
and let the sunlight find its way,

life will be released eventually.


Friday, April 8, 2011

Tree's of Solitude

Looking back,
second guessing,
what eyes the forest hides
what lies behold among the swaying grass
each rustle a threat

Friday, April 1, 2011

Midnight Expeditions

I'd worked hard to get there
This place more sentimental then beautiful

This place I had chosen because I'd never be found,
Left a mystery to the world,
That mystery would be the only thing I'd leave behind

So to here I climbed and scrapped,
To see nature at her worst

The great mouth of her cliff
reaching and un-imaginable length in either direction

The bottom, un-seeable as it was,
The most threatening thing I'd witnessed

Why now, had the pain hit me

Through all the dreaming and cutting,
All that lingered was relief and escape

But sitting here in this 'big moment' , with spotlight burning holes in my dignity
I cant fight the attacking reapers of fear

They have finally made their way to me,
But now I must convince myself its to late
And for fill my midnight mission

Gripping the branches a little tighter  before release. .

In an instant, or less, I'm hit with more despair and peace
Than a person can control

Now my only goal left is to make this fall through my final seconds
Seem meaningful, and with hope, short.

The gloomy, fading sun rays of an untold summer day are emerging  as my eyes close,
I take my finally fill of lungs