Wayward Gaze (Just a Bleed)

His steps are heavy as he walks,

dusty trails they begin to mock,

whispers the only evidence he talks,

kicking him with their hate-laced words.

His head lowers to push it away,

trying to not let his hurt give way,

his heart has been carved in ice,

he doesn't even think it twice.

His dreams they will never see,

only this demon they think to be,

a freak, given birth by their deeds,

and the shards of words they speak.

Inside he prays for the silence,

that he may escape this place,

through an unknown door,

instead of laying on the floor.

He feels each word as it stings,

a chorus of misunderstanding,

beats against his breaking heart,

shattering the visage they impart.

As he rises from beneath the lash,

he will not return the hate,

he will not utter a word to replace,

he will not sucumb to this place.

he will never forget, what you've done.

He knows the days are not easy,

just know the pains you put him through,

he hopes you never have to feel,

because the pain makes you....

.....not want to feel.

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Too Many Things

For a second I thought I had a life,

so easily taken, a simple swipe,

glinting steel...the waiting knife,

soon not a care left in store.

Something cold has left me sane,

your words are a little late,

all that's left is endless pain,

too many things said too late.

Born from pain is the inspiration,

that moves my pen across this page,

the situations haven't changed,

my delusions are still the same.

Too many things you whisper now,

what happened, did you forget how?

instead you had decided not to try,

when life is easier, if you simply lie.

I am left upon the floor of your place,

shattered fragments of a used slate,

a broken love that you needn't take,

stomped beneath your foot...

...left bleeding... drifting, far and away.

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Starless Night

They saw into our hearts.

With wondering, watchful, eyes 

We the grieved, are many

as gentle, tears, fall aside

We hold onto our memories.

In captivating, choked, sighs

We the writers, are many

as our pen strokes, glide

You will not be forgotten.

Our pens, write, and cry

We the bleeders, are many

solitarily, our words, are scribed

In the sky you watch over.

With wings, of shimmering white,

your light shines, onwards

to help us through another night

Your words are engraved,

upon the souls left behind.

One day we will again meet,

beneath the starless night.

Tags: Loss Pain Anguish Alone Death Passing Hurt Love Memories Loneliness R.I.P.

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Onwards To The Unknown Path - II

I wait upon abandoned harbors

silently whispering your name

over the crashing waves

of despair

Where the past remains behind

echoing memories loudly

letting me know 

they exist

Their sounds enhanced

by the heavy rain

wrapped up

and left on these lonely shores

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Onwards To The Unknown Path - I

My face has changed in the mirror

and this person has turned 

to the shadows

Silvery words are no longer uttered

and this tongue has lost

the grace of words

You've taken your place in my soul

and this heart will be its home

where my love keeps watch

The stars are a little dimmer

in the face of uncertainty

I can not fathom the reasons

I walk this unknown path

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I will Succumb

I don't see the love in your eyes,

something left unspoken, all the lies,

willingly I gave of my longing heart,

knowing I would be hurt from the start.

To tell you the truth I think we knew,

a love cannot exist with just one, but two.

In my mind I have seen what will come,

who will be next, I will quietly succumb.

Your life has passed through my own,

a stepping stone, I am again thrown.

There is no solitude to break the trend,

my heart weeps, and my soul does rend,

all of this to remain alone in the end.

Tags: broken love unspoken lies eyes truth alone end weep

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Drifting Shadows

Darkened gales will blow in the morrow,

carrying the pains, and all the sorrows.

Spreading this virus continues to grow,

taking me down this forelorn road.

The shadows of this pain will remain,

as each tear falls, each tear stains.

Softly, I hear the whispers inside,

reminding me, of all that I've tried to hide.

Taken away from me, from the lies,

there exists no happiness, that I may find,

drifting with the shadows, opening my eyes.

Darkened gales will blow in the morrow,

carrying the pains, and all that I borrow.

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A Longing Mind

What is there left to say

memories are all that remain

words do little to sway

this insurmountable pain,

which tore this heart away

 The pen strikes the page

which will soon crack with age

Dripping the words of the soul

that leaves a gaping hole

 In my head, a war is brewing

conflicting emotions burning

Tearing apart the depths of me

reminded by what we did not see

We do not know what time will tell

or when the pangs of loss will dwell

Inside we will not understand the why's

only that we are left broken inside

lost with the depths of a longing mind

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A Spinners Pen

Slowly the blade draws across the skin,

blood pooling up echoes...from deep within.

Cut deeper still, a voice commands to be heard,

flesh separates with each droplets word.

Fractured are the visions in the mirror,

turned away by the blackened eyes of fear,

doubt sets in as the mind tries to decide,

should you cross the road, or walk the sky.

Sifting are the memories of past days,

damaged moments are the scars that remain,

through the darkened pitch of night,

light shines through the hopeless fight.

Slowly the pen finds life renewed,

forged in the fires of the spinners well,

a story has begun to cast a spell,

shattering the walls of this melanhcoly shell.

Gather once more a story must be told,

in the whispers the voice will grow,

this spinner of tales has spun again,

silence will no longer shackle his pen.

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