#fromawithlove

Kiss me quick before I go

Your tears,

Fall like snow

I'm fading away

Fading fast,

The fire is warm,

My heart glows

You have a calmness

I do not possess on my own,

But my thoughts they flip,

I am disguised and bit,

I tell myself you're not

My type

That it's

Not right

That you don't even enjoy anything about me

At night,

I have cried

For the loss of the boy I thought I knew,

He messed up my head

Now things are askew,

My fondness of you?

Grows ever stronger

And I get scared because you act so cool,

Sombre

I cannot compete with that kind of still

My life is a roundabout of adventure,

Pain and cartwheels,

I'm a moving time piece

Thats rolling on a reel,

Always creating

A movie to spin,

Hope kisses me at night too,

You breathe my skin

I get lost in you,

Don't forget

I'm broken inside

A rag doll with holes in her side,

I'm stitching

But it's taking its time

Just hold on

I don't want to be fine,

Do you remember the last time we kissed? Or the first time you branded me with your fists? The way you spat - Pushed me down All to feel Some kind of power, Do you remember the way you held my face? Or the day you came at me with a blade? Your arms bleeding from having too much fun Because in this game, You've already won Do you remember the way you turned me on? Or the amount of pills you shoved down my throat? 5 days I don't remember a thing, Just because that's the way You wanted it, Do you remember the way you held my hand? Or the time you laughed while I had a miscarriage? 

Do you remember how we used to be?

all that time before we were so sweet, 

Tenderness in my form

Lovingly I wait -

Your hand pressed against my chest

A line of symmetry,

Complete

Beauty in my words,

Softly I kiss

A warmth unrecognisable,

A chorus to the rift

Lift me as I bring you to heaven

Our minds shake;

Uncontrollable pleasure

Memories soon forgotten

All left

a cup of tea in the morning 

could mean something different to both of us,

if it scolds the lips 

and burns the ends of your fingertips 

then surely the carelessness 

of the maker in question 

doesn’t have time to wait for your patience,

if the words that they speak 

come out whispered and meek 

then the lines that they write 

will hold back in their spite,

a laugh could shatter 

the china at the night,

but come at me slowly and your chance is alright,

make believe in the story 

I’ll hold you closely,

never again say the words of the coast sea,

as out there you can lose yourself in the wave

easily 

i am a fire an earth and air 

my crown never falls 

and my grace is quite clear, 

moving through motions 

i dance to the potions

and hear not the words of the mass

in their commotions, 

sleeplessness as I rest on your chest,

another morning gone with not a faint of regret

the tonic is gone 

and the moon follows on,

and I carry on

Heaven is a theory

All the books?

A distant memory

Because when the pills kick in

And your mind -

Spins,

The lonely smoke follows you to bed,

Your eyes roll,

In the back of your head,

Heaven does not exist

In this dark place you persist,

Fire and blood crash around you

And hurt,

Spiral out of you and curse,

Who put you on this earth,

You wait for some nurse,

For health and power,

But you do not see

It is you who creates

The whirlwind

All just matter -

Floating in nothingness,

You cannot capture a moment

For it does not exist,

These things we wish

We all could keep,

Photographs

Memories

Are gone in our sleep,

You carry nothing to heaven

But the soul you were born,

So if tomorrow life decided

This was all gone,

Would I cry?

Weep for my loss?

No I would smile,

For there was nothing there