The Beauty That Is You

I close my eyes and let the beauty that is your soul fill me.

The warmth of your love bright and true,

A candle flame lighting the darkness

within this once cold heart.

Soft is your skin as I hold you tight,

warm is your breath upon my neck.

My soul is set free once again,

flying in endless skies of hope.

Lost in a whirl-wind of pleasure,

swirling and twisting.

Time stands still as I look within the depths of your eyes,

Down to your very soul.

Our lives are but a mere blink in the vastness of time,

But eternity could never replace the time that I have with you.

Chaotic ramblings

It is a confusing and crazy world.
He no longer understands any of it.
He is not even sure he wants to try.
Nothing makes much sense.
It is all chaotic ramblings
meaningless words
empty stares.
They think they know
but they know nothing
Nothing of how things were
How they are now
or what they shall become.
Nothing of the endless screams
broken sentences, fragmented words.
Nothing of his mind at all.
And neither does he anymore

they never shut up

He sits in darkness
trying to ignore some of what he hears.
They never shut up
and when the do it is not He who enjoys the silence.
At those times He is gone,
lost somewhere within himself perhaps.
And the thoughts flood his mind,
because he knows they are out there...
just waiting for their chance.
Walking a thin line at times ,
between reality and total insanity,
or so they say.
But what do they know anyways.
Tired of all the games the thought comes back,
the same thought that is never far away...
smoking cold steel.
But this time it is pushed aside,
thrown back into the corners of his mind to wait.
Beats his head on the desk,
grasping at the hope that perhaps that may help.
But of course it does not...Still screaming...Taunting.
Shadows move , out of the corner of his eye.
He sees them, knows they are there.
No use in turning to look , because they always elude sight.
disappearing into the shadows.....Watching....Waiting.

Swimming in disorder

Visions surface then fade

Back to the rusted corners of a broken mind.

Chaotic screaming

Voices call out

Refusing to be ignored any longer.

Try to forget it all.

Shut it out, Beat it down.

Preserve at least a shard of sanity.

Silent Darkness

He sits in silent darkness

At times it seems to overwhelm him,

smothering and suffocating.

Tears build inside but are trapped there,

unable to be released, to flow free..

and in this build up of unreleased pain,

grows an anger of immeasurable strength.

Anger for all the pain, anger for the weakness.

It multiplies and overtakes the very soul,

turning the heart to cold stone.

He wishes that this roller coaster of emotion would come to a level,

even out or disappear all together.

At times it seems unbearable,

at others, he would not know what to do without it.

His mind is a mess, a massive confusion,

endlessly screaming, never shutting up,

never seeming to make sense.

Oh just for a day of silence...

He would give his soul.

But he knows this is how it is, how it must be,

has been for years...Will always be.

Beyond The Crimson Door

Silently she sleeps beyond the crimson door

as daylight fades on the horizon,

exploding into shades of red and orange.

Painting the sky with its last breath,

As the caustic rays of the sun are set to sleep.

The gentle rise and fall of her chest,

her ivory skin draped in jet black lace,

cold as the frigid winds of a winters morn.

She has lain sleeping

awaiting the silent beauty of the evening.

Violet twilight now beckons her to wake,

calls out her name softly.

A gentle sigh escapes her lips

as her grey eyes slowly open.

Eyes the color of summer storm clouds

are now awakened to the world.

A new night now belongs to her.

Violet light bathes her icy flesh

awakens her senses , renews her once more

As she walks out into the night , into her world

beyond the crimson door.

Shattered

Days have no meaning.
Time seems to stand still,
and all falls apart.
Shatters all around, like an old windowpane,
struck by a branch in a sudden violent storm.
Leaving pieces of what it once was
lying on the floor, jagged and sharp.
Setting the warmth of life free
and welcoming in the bitter cold.
Blowing out candles of hope
as it makes its way into your heart
forming ice crystals of loss and despair.