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I wont let the light shine in

I'm afraid it's looking grim

My patience is wearing thin

I can say that I'm fine but

There will be plenty left to say

I'm a mess inside

Should I say that I'm ok?

This misery loves company and

It's all in my mind

These scars are part of me

The pieces left behind

Oh the reasons I hold on are

All the little things you've said and

When all of my hope is gone

Like a dark oblivion

Leaving me to wonder and realize

My own dominion

Is it because I am truly lost

Or have I lost all hope

Willing to pay the high cost

To cut the end of my rope

It is gnawing at my soul

I am buried and restless

A need to fill that deep hole

A need for forgiveness

I give myself to the moon once more

Not the joy, nor the despair.

It took me by complete surprise,

That I found solace in your eyes.

Beautiful and dangerous as the stem of a rose,

A fire ignited, a dark repose.

As if I had never truly seen the stars,

Stepping out of my cage as you raise the bars.

I don't know if you will stay or you'll go,

A traveller at heart, this I know.

Although you may leave and you may roam,

An intensity just reached, finding that freedom.

Treading on a thin layer of ice, the anticipation of the fall.

Feeling the darkness creeping in.

Carefully staring, all those secret smiles,

It's a high that makes my head spin.

I'm a masochist, a liar, a lover, and on fire.

Fooling myself, all along in denial,

Yet I brought down the wall and let you into my head.

A cavern that holds many wonders, an uncertain spiral,

It could swallow us whole or make us rich instead.

It feels destined and doomed, I'm scared but I'm swooned,

Illuminated in the shadows, I hold the candle close to my chest.

This is the end of the line, this is where I cut the strings

It's not about you, it's not about pretty things

I am wound up like a grandfather clock

I am dying inside, and all I can hear is tick tock

What does it matter?  What is it that I am starving for?

Craving the attention, but in my desperation, I hear that fucking bird saying "Nevermore"

A grasp at straws when all you've got are stubs for your fingers

That feeling of defeat and hopelessness lingers.

Guiding my pen, is the darkness that is within

Why am I crying, dying. All this noise is making my head spin.

I lower my pen to the page only one more time,

To tell you this life has not been fine.

This is where I draw the line, if not in real life, then in my book

When my petals are falling off,

And my stem is wilting and curved over

My face has darkened,

And my desires are all gone

When my breath is shorter,

And the days seem longer.

My heart slows, my anger grows

And my mind is confused

I am no longer understood at all

My body is weak and lost,

And my mind is sleeping

I'm broken and hungry

Waiting for life to be restored

Lovely lashes fluttering,

smooth and luscious lips

speak sweet with soft seduction,

and lingers with a kiss,

a wonder of wonders

beyond the ivory stem,

curving up and flowing under

guiding light to "la femme,"

a perfect picture, a perfect pose,

a tiger lily, a blooming rose,

one can see, but never have

So cold and dark are these thoughts of mine,

These flashes before my eyes.

I can almost see the petals fall,

from my hands and into the wall.

The mirrors are breaking,

The takers are taking.

This mistake is no longer mine,

how I've learned and i've realized.

The summer has burned past the days,

fall has been blown away.

Only winter resides and I cannot die,

when all those I love are death-shy.

So I must await for the moon and the sun,

You are awake deep inside my dreams, with every breath I take, I fall into gentle sleep.

Our hands touch, they embrace, from far away I can still see your loving face.

These words I have to say, can take your pain away.

The crystal blue in your eyes, makes me feel I don't have to hide.

So let me fall into this dance, there's only one chance.

For this perfect romance.

Two darkened souls, fighting and failing.  All of our lives.

Let me crawl before I stand, gracefully take my hand.

Let us dance under the starlit sky, let us both realize

We have a wild, untamed love that has been blind all the while,

We were in love, and in so much denial.

Under the soft willow, by the memories of our love,

In the darkness, I will find you. Weeping deep in isolation.

Despairing and unwilling, you are in such desperation.

Under your skin, the beast is crawling. Waiting to take you away,

The rage is still inside you, and every night you pray.

Just take it all away, this everlasting pain

Take my scars away, let me be free again.

You can't take much more of this watching, waiting

You can't take any more of this hateful feeling.

This ugly being that dwells within your soul

Is fighting and manipulating, making your eyes so cold

With the fire deep inside you, your passion makes me weak

I dare not look into your eyes, for the answer that I seek.

Every night I cry, I die, and every night i pray

Just take it all away, his never ending pain,

Take his scars away, please let him be free again.

The stars in my eyes, the blush in my cheeks

You make me weak.

Butterflies in my stomach, the way I smile,

After we've talked for a little while.

So far away, yet so near to my heart

I don't want to be apart.

There are so many things I want to say,

I wait, day by day.

To see the way you look at me

When you smile sweetly

Then give me a kiss or two,

You'll shine those baby blues.

I'll melt and I'll fall for you all over again,

Hollow inside, misunderstood and misled.  Better off dead.

Deep inside I feel it ready to be free, my own prison self created.

Drowning in a pool of confusion, treading only listless thought.

History is repeating in my ever burning hell, tormented by myself.

Happiness overrated, any hope obliterated.  I am falling apart.

  I sit in deep thought, my eyes sunken in, and my heart faintly beating.

My face is pale and I taste blood.  It tasted of hatred.

I am on my knees and I am not praying, no one can help.

I am overtaken, weak and shivering. My tears are like ice.

I cannot speak, these crimson stained lips are sealed.

  I take my hand and place it on the flame before me.

I cannot feel it burn my flesh.  My hand is still frozen.

It is far more agonizing to be numb than to feel the pain.

I've taken this life I've been given, and thrown it all away.

So much life has been wasted, only a shadow remains.

  There is no rest, I cannot sleep when in fear.

When the day begins I can close my eyes and drown out the world.

Only to wake when darkness returns.  It never ends.

I have no faith, all of it has been drained by sadness.

I would do anything to feel again, anything to sleep.

  I am a walking shadow, hollowed inside. Only emptiness resides. 

My features are dark and I have no intention to remain.

My hand still in the flames, the result is unchanged.

Nothing will ever stay the same. It is cold, and it is said...