Regrets

I watch my voice as it becomes increasingly loud,
I feel my face as I smash it into sound,
I scream and claw with this tongue, hoping to be profound,
but all I have left is the broken promise I once gave you, with a vow.
Pray you never feel the longing of your lover’s voice,
the hurt it caused by your disastrous choice,
I was her church,
she, my steeple,
now all we have left is the power of my egotistical evil.
Our torn down monument,
on top of our shattered hymns,
what it was – I wish – is what I could give,
but this is not the fairy tales from my childhood stories,
these are the mistakes that lead me into an everlasting purgatory

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Dial Tone

Listen on the rain,
last words you said to me,
this before you led me to decay.
Tears stream down my face,
you hung up – leaving me in disgrace,
daunting final words dwell in deafening ears,
your voice left me swallowed in all my fears.
Broken pieces of my heart,
left in shambles without my counterpart,
she was the one keeping me together,
now without her I’ve lost – my reason – my treasure

Revolver

Time froze,
senses dulled as it began to erode,
deeper into the void I tumbled,
falling into a mind that was far more troubled.
Moments of abyss,
strengthen what previously did not exist,
lucidity kept what was left unsaid,
but now turn my words into solid lead.
Shards of this malevolence,
came with regretful consequence,
succumbing to pride,
forcing me to lose the one I called my bride

A Night Almost Lost

Watching the world stand still as my body twists and deforms,
the heart of hell is what I seemed to have absorbed.
Shuttering and convulsing, my mind reaps with no end,
waiting for a savior to finally descend.
But as I lay here in the muck of my own existence,
I reached a thought that is much too consistent.
I am the abnormal,
in this new world order,
and if I am to survive to remain alive,
I must keep moving and soldier,
because if not I am doomed to a life of pure loiter.

Original draft

Beautiful Heartache

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Original draft

The days we spent together,
there was absolutely nothing better,
nothing cuter and more beautiful than you...

I guess that was our cue for being fooled.

The feelings we felt and the love we shared,
was no match for the diversity still held.

We couldn't let go of something so strong,
but we caught ourselves ripping away all the pieces we held for so long.