Don't know You

I don't want to bother you, I won't promise you either,
It hurts to be away from here,
But life is my fear,
Exertions in my pain will lead me insane.

Steaming candles will spill their wax on my hands,
I stand still and feel the hell you give,
The immense penetration you build,
The hole you dug up, and never planned to fill.

It's okay, I won't bother you,
I will walk away from the silence you let off,
I will walk away from the pain the cuffs,
Around my neck I plead for you,
Strangle the rusticated words you endue.

I will fall asleep from the dumb shit that leaks from your spirit,
Lets me pamper myself in all that deforms in it,
Hello sun that seemed to keep itself from waking up,
Even the day has had enough.

I can't seem to wrap my finger around you,
You pull me in - then you throw me back,
You make me happy - then you relapse.

It's no expectation that you are what you are,
But it does not mean I have to be here,
Does not mean I have to listen or hear,
What bull you must spit at my face,
I will walk away from your dead dusk place.

You can find me in your room tonight,
I will be no where in sight.

No surprise this would be,
That the death of us- would be your personality.

Aloft

Bracing a slur of silver toe heals down my chair,
My posture is align to my despair,
Moonlight vista that serenades through,
Black archery that parades what I do.

God will require a bit of a mess,
Necessitate a fair chain that rests upon thy breast,
Fire and ash will ablaze abwatt marble,
Radiant wounds will seal my awful.

Shall I shut the window in this ounce of eve,
Stroking the mislaid vowels that I receive,
Rustles of pruning branches hell through high,
Shall I cry?

Wasted and unsaved arrangements on cold night,
I sit with no words to ignite,
Twisting my dearth wrists till I see you,
Eclipse of evil in the room.

Laying my clothes out on the bed,
Moonlight leaves the woman dead.
Picking which one's you would choose,
You cheated on me - so I guess I lose.
Moonlight leaves the woman dead.

Drink my wine to feel you my love,
I sit and feel the pain you caused.

Adagio

In this resided assemblage I confide with only persecuted unspoken depth,
Adifice that sacrifices my own farewell - on scavenged primer I step,
perceptual link that presses my breasts,
Secured on belts, hold tight to what's left,
On canny frames that respite with fragmented chromatic beams,
I lay to conjecture my dreams.

Oh tis a feeling to mall,
With my nest in clusters of my vail,
I undo the municipal part of my canopied tail,
Bruited by worthy standards of courtship,
I long for such things,
Down through drunken orgasms,
I lay but to ask of him.

Piratical spasms.

I am sane.

Inhere in to the ugly darkness that surrounds the day,
On top of long gowns and sheets of red,
I let myself internalize musket mess,
His rapture and existence may conclude,
I can undress in fond - baring nude.

Incumbent to a dreaded stare,
Whisped my face marks with chalk and stick,
I let him impair,
Making more of it.

Rolling in such a magnitude beyond recognition,
I feel the solitude that incisions,
Coming so serene with my place on this rest,
Leaning to my widened dress.

One hand on the post and one hand on most,
Taking his apple and breathing in,
He lets his deepness be spoken.

Having his way with the vail now gone,
As we conclude from dusk to dawn.

Messages

I got this message from you and I read it twice,
After the second I decided to not be nice,
I took long strides and took a breath,
Looked at the one you needed so much- and left.

If It wasn't for the honesty you gave and smiles you saved,
The questions I asked and the lies that masked,
I would have been a fool for your power and will,
I could have stayed in the lonely and strayed.

Here I am looking at your enlightenment,
Your contended assignment,
Making me feel the pain that I knew I would,
But I can walk away - as I do - you understood.

I am yours and you were all I wanted,
Never this envy and taunting,
She can have what she wants,
I want nothing that hurts and haunts.

Nightmares take a hold of me now,
Everynight I dream of us and how we used to be,
How we were so close and never to far,
How I loved everything that you were.

What happened?

Tell me .. can you take these tears that fall,
Can you make up excuses at all,
Is it me or is it you,
Can I blame it on what you pursued.

This is the last time I take chances on something I care so much,
I gave with all my soul, delicate laughter, and touch,
Sitting here asking what was the point,
This message that will soon disappoint.

I need you to tell me what happened to us,
When you promised you would stay,
Never come up with excuses and dissmay,
I will hope you find something more,
Because I learned my lessons from the down pour,
The storm that took me life with one move,
Before I could ask why it blew.

I wished you could have been different because I did love, Now that you did that- I am far from this, Far from hurt and all your anguished mist.

Storm rises to my hair,
To show I stand still from a single care.

I am over you now.

Back Roads

The street blares over the sun spots of my freckles,
Tasting my hair in my mouth, the scratchy leaves ravel,
I used to put on those old tales of man vs. dreams,
Make believe stories of love and fantasy.

Maybe I have had enough- big clearing in my view,
Shaking my legs to the beats of Cat Stevens shadow of the moon,
I lose my hands to not the shadows but to the light of day,
I am walking and huffing to the blistery igneous agay.

Dad told me to never let a man take you down,
Here I am with my torn shirt running from home,
Sun leads me off to these orchards that travel east and west,
Streets that echo off my chest.

I am a rural girl that has had enough of city men,
They take her for granted and blind her from her stem,
My tree that made my family has morals and values,
Walking alone and feeling over you.

I would have given you everything I had,
Till I valued those silly words of my dad,
I let you put your hands on my heart,
Graveling to the dirt- I am far apart.

Pungent syllables that exasperated from my thoat,
Leads me under the sun in scorched dirt,
I can't live in a tomorrow of the men that grieve,
I will walk away from pain that bleeds.

Skin will feel the taste of my struggles,
Pounding my feet against the nuzzles,
Leaves and stems that scratch the anguish,
Breathe within the naturalistic mess.

I will say that your kiss gave me love,
Your touch gave me pleasure,
But within the feelings I had enough,
The attentive holds grew lesser.


I am moving down these west and easts,
Never stopping to breathe or eat,
I will find the place that I once called home,
When I finally get there,
I will be done.

I can take my pants out of this dirt,
I can feel happiness without the hurt.

Its Love

Break me a desiccate dust that saves only chances,
Moments that chained me from the free lances,
I must have been out of my mind when you came,
When I saw you down the rigid stain,
Red rested sun and shadows of clouds,
I came running with slow motion shrouds.

I felt the ugly mist that concluded when I left,
Lights turn off when I drift,
The founded grasses and things that follow,
Listen to the thimbles that I tip,
Stepping with my hearts reverberated rip.

I know what it is like to love,
To be included in something that stunns,
That can get you to admit when you are wrong and right,
Make you feel alone at night, or just out of sight,
To make it above and beyond, or not even at all,
Take me with you when you call.

I can see you clear as when I opened my eyes,
Days when I thought this could be a lie,
I see you there,
With my scouted lust in the air,
I wish I had the desire to move,
But you make and dividend me to remove,
Upon a carpet that could go as fast as I,
Take me with you in a zephyr above the skies.

I will tell you a secret when I come near,
I loved you from the beginning and beyond the volumetric years.

Feel me now.

Strength

I must be out of my mind. I have seen you in the distance to many times now. Our past has fallen and our future has ceased. What are you though? What are you without the part of your lint that remains in your pockets? What are you without that downy fresh scent that simmers in the air? What are you without the other half of your heart?

Perdition are these grounds we lust,
Dirty heals that conch a sturdy rust,
I let in the air that you took long ago,
If I scream the head strong blow.

If all there is - is maybe a bottomless pit,
Where I warp out the endless bruit,
The stones that I threw to the lake,
The meaningless and fake.

We left the love we had once before,
We left it in the place we stored,
We locked it up and cleaned out the dust,
No one could tamper with the definition of us,
Secrets were said to one another,
But no one can ever consider us together.

We were for each other.

Oustanding sounds compelled how we moved,
What we felt and how we knew,
When we were in love all was a dream,
I couldn't even recognize what was real,
I only could tell we were able to feel.

One line and touch after the next,
We misinterpreted what was definitive and complex,
If I loved like the day I devoted,
We would have never demoted.

I can get lost in these saving momentum's he grew on me,
The way I cried and asked on my knees,
" Will you stay for just tonight ",
If I never left, he just might.

I love with clarity and heart,
I live with strength and ability to grow apart.

Some things you must leave at be,
Even if it hurts and you aren't able to see,
This love that you had so long,
Must end while you are still strong.