blisters.

i tried to lie awake with you
but my eyes slipped closed

and i chased dreams of a star lit sky
telling the stories of each moment i spent searching…

with you,
for you,

but it never really mattered
because while you were right beside me
you were too far for me to reach

too bright a light to touch
not without burning blisters on my fingers

i can’t deny the sun from rising
nor can i stop the moon’s pull on the tide

equally, i can’t keep you with me

because you never cared to try

kryzia-just:

Now and then, I find comfort in the worst of my nightmares.
The reality of the world,
I watched as souls were swept away by the rising tide.

idon’tthink
youseewhatisee
howeversimilar
weseemtobe

i don’t know
how we came so     far
when all along
you viciously trained your heart

Now I see all I was meant to
And all those wicked charms left with you 
Nothing I knew was true
Illusions fade with the sun I drew 

I’ll constantly live 
but with the mistakes of my youth

your name is marked on my skin
fleeting touches and broken promises
the feeling you’ll come back again

but that name is all i have left
and dreams are all i have yet to wake from
because all i have is a memory
once so fondly
you and i

but in present sight
it’s to tell the truth that’s buried with the lies
the raised, white skin
from your flat, darkened sin
the calling for what is yours, boiling inside.
passing through lips so lopsided
with sounds so twisted.

i don’t know what you seek can’t believe the words you speak.

from the Woe of rain,
the Anger of thunder,
reaching the heart of one misguided brother.  

quell the thirst of knowing Hatred,
what satisfies Lust for the blood of the mistaken,
through a sweetly sounded melody of a loss beyond Despair.
i beg of kin, rest cold heart to the touch of Love that is fair.

as i beckon your soul from the lies of darkened Dread.
granting the sight of skies above the dead.
returning Vitality to the light of goddesses.

leave this land
as restored to glory
time has become yours again.  

i can feel more through a man who never really died
he never really lived…
       except in, perhaps, my mind…

beaten down with bricks
discouraged by the same old lie.

living through our faith
and keeping our hearts close
even when we knew we could die.  

I honestly never knew how debilitating an empty chest could be
An empty shell waiting for the chance to breathe.

Tear our the truth I’ve kept hidden from me.  

I can’t blame the empty words slipping past my tongue
They’ve had nothing to keep them whole

i failed them
under sung  

lying on the floor
Reading through scripted pages
Carefully thought out faces. 
pretty words in fitted lines don’t mean anything 
when the host can’t find the reasons
can’t find the why 

The burden in secrets is when you start to lie to yourself.

Back to the first day
before the Moon crashed into the Sun…

And the Ground was marked for three days.

But Time refused to stop,
all our chances were done. 

The set in dread of being alone in an empty house
As effortless as the decay quickly overtaking my bones, 
                     settling into my soul.

Nights had been fairer with you by my side.

But I’ll sit and wait for that time
when the world spun for every note and rhyme.