In a place not far from here...

I hate that you’ve hurt me, and I hate that you’ve gone

I love all the memories, the way you’d felt for me

I hate that it’s gone now, and that you took it from me

Did you ever want it? Did you feel it too?

Was it just a dream I had? Could it still come true?

Blood and Sweat and Tears.

I'm sorry that I hurt you
I'm sorry for the pain
I'm sorry for the sleepless nights, 


The way it all became.


I just want you to know
I just need you to hear
I just hope I can wash away,


The Blood and Sweat and Tears.


It all came down to this?
Is that what I should say?
The pain will go away?


Well, you know it's true.

Empty:

I want to be naked, 
alone and cold.


Bare, exposed
and raw.

Because: the rain can change you.

Pitter patter

Splitter splatter

Pitter patter

Splitter splatter

Water gushes

Into cracks

Falling raindrops

Filling every

Little gap

Pitter patter

Splitter splatter

Pitter patter

Splitter splatter

Trickling through

Along the way

Waiting and

Resting in

A pavement bed

Pitter patter

Splitter splatter

Pitter patter

Splitter splatter

People move

Too and fro

Here and there

Rushing

And gushing

Pitter patter

Splitter splatter

Pitter patter

Splitter splatter

Hiding under

Other ways

Running for

Further days

Watch them go

Pitter patter

Splitter splatter

Pitter patter

Splitter splatter

Crevices’

Hear me calling

See me lusting

Believe my needing

I scream, it echo’s

Echo’s round the

Hollow crevices’

Crevices’ of

Our empty space

The lacking that dreams

Dreams of our way

To fit the piece

That’s missing from us

Hear me calling

See me lusting

Believe my needing.

Willing you to remember.

He forgot.  He forgot her. 

He forgot all they shared. 

Magical dust blown up into the air,

Gravity failed me.  It failed us,

It did not fall.  Beautiful glitter

Did not bless my empty shell. 

Whatever he could have said

Anything he could have done

The things we may have shared

They are all but lost;

So I am begging,

I need you to remember.

Holding onto sand.

Tight grip.  Loving claws of hands dig deep into the cage of my body.  My supple fingers slowly trace over your soft skin; eyes fixed on yours, waiting for a reaction.   You look and you stare and you question, confusion bleeding from corners. 

You come a little closer.  

The connection is set deeper. 

The longing makes me weaker. 

As you touch my skin, my limbs seem to loosen.  My body seems to waken, as my heart seems to calm.  Afraid of your affect on me, and of how you make me feel.  

Impulses wear me down now you're so close to me.  

What’s about to happen seems to slip away...

...and a day

If just for a day

Just for an hour

Or even a minute

If just for a day

Just for an hour

Or even a minute

If I could see you

See you see you

 For who you are

The crisp and open book

Soulful ink spread

A deep lusty colour

Spread across the pages

Clear are the words

Open is the heart

Slow rhythm of what

You would do

Speaking to me

Perhaps you wouldn’t

Hold your tongue

Touching me

Perhaps you wouldn’t

Escape the moment

Seeing me

Perhaps you would

...believe

Forever.

An evil smile.  A cheated glance, a love of fear.  He stares; hollow eyes of wicked torture.  Tease my love. 

The power you possess. 

She doesn’t disagree

Her scar was deep and the blood ran dark. 

Her skin was soft and the look so pale. 

Her love had left and the bullet was cold. 

Her mind had twisted and dust had settled. 

(8) Nothin copares to you

A beautiful boy.  Standing there alone.  On a pedestal perhaps; although a pedestal of wonderful imperfection.  He says he wants to be with you, you turn away from him... You took your love away, he smiles on stage; unnatural and special, he shares his pain.  The love.  

From me to you.

My heart goes out to you as I see you sitting there.  Cold, small and alone.  Vultures circle your weary flesh waiting for your breath to cease.  The vultures may be yours, it’s true; but still they watch and still they wait.  

Your face is pale.  Your skin is cold.  Your eyes are deep.  Your heart is shy, (an echo through your soul).  Your breath is heavy.  Your words are weak.  Waiting for things to fit?

It is all I can do but t present this small offering.  My love is sweet please take and drink.  For you a gift of mine.