Recurring

You gazed into vacant eyes.
Your fingertips
Drug down the back
Of a ghost
Your lips
Lingered
On blank space
Your breath
down my neck
And into nothingness.
Your invasion
Greeted by void

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I sit, washed up on the shore
Damp; disheveled
And stare into the ice cold eyes
Of the deep blue tides
Of painful memory

A few steps closer
Cool wind at my back
Step by step
It's whispering; chilling my bones
With painful memory

Waist deep
My limbs go numb
I stare into the ice cold eyes.
Body limp; I submit
To painful memory.

The same

Disgusting
The need
To be loved.

The hollow shell
Of a heart
Too tired to know better.

The supernova
Of love and hurt
Of fear and truth

Disgusting
The little girl crumbling
To the sounds of others

Enjoying each other

Two years

Nothing changes

Only in shape and relevancy 

When you live

In a sub-reality 

mind altered world

Where there is no floor 

to find your footing

There is no escape

From the mind

That defends; protects

With its hands

writhing around your neck

Deceit

You colored the wool
you held over my eyes
with roses and wine
and sweet little lies

You left me to wonder
to ask myself why
I mean nothing
to those who tossed me aside

This, for you

I know but only

The sweet freedom of your touch

The way the brush of your lips

Seems to reach

the ache in my bones

How your warmth 

Serves as an antidote

To the corrosion 

in my heart's beat 

This, for you 

May be a drop in an ocean
Of gestures that are formulated
For lust; desire

I know but only
How to love
with the whole ocean 

Sorrow

There are nights 

I gaze into Sorrow's eyes 

So deeply and wholly

I don't remember my name

She sings lullabies 

Ones that keep me awake

As She wipes tears

Off my colorless cheeks

She tells me tales

Ones of loss

And love so fiery

It burned holes 

Through the very foundation 

It laid upon