Three months on top of the world

I started a staring contest with your heart,

My hazel eyes, glazed over with love.

I haven't won this time, sugar.

But summer hasn't even begun.

When the nights become longer,

I'll let you know, baby.

What's behind this emotion,

and what it means to be me.

I'll tell you stories under the stars,

and tell you all you want to hear.

And when the winter draws near,

In the distance, I'll disappear.

All the cliché's honey,

They don't mean a thing.

There's no need for regrets at all.

Because at that very moment,

Everything was what you wanted.

When we kissed for the first time.

As I serenade you,

You give me a smile,

and as butterflies flutter inside me.

Time stood still.

Once again, I beg forgiveness.

The day begins to drag on,

When all you can think of is your family.

And you're stuck sitting at your desk.

Five o'clock can't come quicker.

Tick, tock.

Tick, tock.

Getting out of the car,

Smile ear to ear.

Greeted by my gorgeous wife,

Thirteen years and not a moment of uncertainty.

Her trademark kiss makes things perfect.

Our fort of love,

I climb right in.

Kiss my lovely goodnight,

wishing for sweet dreams.

I love you,

I love you too.

It's all too real now,

As she's crying out for mercy.

Maniacally he laughs,

As blood covers the kitchen floor.

Dropping the knife,

and looking at the bloodied hands -

He knows that this is just right.

Tip toe down the hallway,

With the night-light going in his daughters room.

The silhouette suffocates his sweetheart.

Too small to struggle,

It's all to easy as he takes her away.

He hasn't a care in the world.

As he carries her to the kitchen,

Lays her down next to his wife.

Together they lay peacefully,

Dead.

The insects in his skin, urge him to do the same.

As he hangs himself,

From the rafters.

The family all together once again,

In the kitchen,

Dead.

I awake, sweating heavily.

Panic sets in, but knowing it's a dream -

The heavy breathing eases as I turn for my wife.

She's gone.

Gone, gone, gone.

In utter fear, I run to my daughters room.

She too, gone.

Gone, gone, gone.

Backing into the wall,

With a mixture of fear and sadness.

I sink to my knees.

I too, am gone.

Gone, gone, gone.

A solo duet.

Nights become more blissful,

As the days go by.

I could tell you that I miss you,

But it doesn't mean a thing.

I could call you and tell you,

That the shooting stars are back.

Though, I know you're not going to answer my prayers.

I could kiss your lips,

And you could kiss mine back.

You could keep me warm,

On a snow-filled winter.

Alas, you're gone and not coming back.

I still sit patiently,

Strumming my guitar.

Writing words for love songs,

That no longer mean a thing.

To me, to anyone.

The love light died, sweetheart.

And so have you.

I could take down the pictures,

Of the memories we shared.

It's not like you're coming back.

But this pen is fresh,

and so is its ink.

So this poem will keep on writing itself,

Because I know you still love me.

Tonight I sit,

A former shade of myself.

With an unforgivable smile on my face.

To know you're up there,

Singing this with me -

Makes me never want to stop what you gave me.

Forces of habit.

It might have been love,

It could have been lust.

But what happened between us,

Won't stop clogging my thoughts.

Caught alone in the snow,

and there was no where to turn.

Though there was a light in the distance,

Which was fire from your heart.

Adrift in the ocean,

Counting the days I've been missing you.

It's been so long for me now,

That my love for you has lost count.

The sunset at the beach,

You remember?
I'll never forget

As I counted the freckles on your face

And fell in love with you and your laugh.

Don't let the weather wipe away your smile.

It's always on my mind,

I've taken so many photos of it -

That it lightens up my room.

Hold my hand, my dearest love.

Keep strong by my side,

Never let the secret out -

Of how we both survived.

I couldn't bring myself to do it.

Is this heaven or is this hell?

I can't move my arms or legs,

and I'm suffocating under your eyes.

I feel your stare, but it's warm and kind.

From your big hazel eyes,

Your gaze keeps me safe.

I have to warn you, love.

That there's scars on my heart.

From years gone by,

Too much heartache to handle.

In such little time.

Hold me through winter,

Protection from the cold,

and the demons who haunt us

As our time grows shorter.

There's something you should know about me,

But I don't want to see you cry,

With your gorgeous hazel eyes,

You tell me everything

Without even speaking.

It could be too late,

As I cough up some blood.

I'm sinking, sinking in life.

These tears are remorseful.

Baby - I'm sorry.

I'm walking all the way home

and it's raining this evening.

I see the light at the end of the tunnel,

But the outcome is pure dark.

I stand, breathless - dying.

The sky opened, with a heart-stopping movement.

Selfishly, no longer breathing.

He took me away.

This may not be heaven,

but I'll always remember your eyes.

Burning the mind's eye

Thank god you never loved this city,

As you watch it burn away.

At the hands of eternity -

The fire burns like hell.

The atmosphere fills with fire and smoke,

As well as tears and sadness.

Let hindsight build a better life,

For those who tried to save it.

Let it crumble,

Let it fall,

Let us cry, scream.

"Fuck it all"

The colour red,

burning memories.

Burning the world,

A burning goodbye.

The grey smoke,

Suffocating the world.

Inhale all the toxic smog,

Let it kill us for our sins.

So say goodbye,

Kiss the sky,

Watch it all disappear.

Flush it down,

The rubble, the ash.

We can not start again

Where is my mind?

Time stops,

The room in freeze frame.

The gun on the floor.

Mother fucker,

I'm gonna get to heaven alright.

Blood on my hands,

Blood at my feet.
I'm living with uncertainty.

Will I ever find the words to explain

How I'm breaking down?

Memories - out the window,

I've become a wave of bad news,

Crashing down, and taking you with me.

Oh, how your screams -

Your screams will never be heard.

Heaven awaits, goodbye to thee.

The world not meant for someone like me.

A lifeless soul in the arms of a killer,

But why do my lungs ache when I breathe?

Why am I so cold?

An unmotivated laugh, one of irony.

The last I'll ever laugh.

As time has gone too long for what I've become.

Alas, a starry night at sea,

Will be the end of me.

Your final farewell

Your last goodbye,

Wrapped in a box.

Mailed to our hearts,

Goodbye, goodbye.

Filled with gifts,

That mean the world.

They bring back memories,

To which we hold so dear.

A teary eye and a healing heart,

This brings you back again.

Never will I forget those times

around Christmas time each year.

The open arms and heart you had,

Made each time I saw you so magic.

Though now you're gone,

It's hard to not cry.

Because I love you,

and miss you - my dear.

Save Our Souls - Love Depends On Life

Dipping the feather in ink,

He crafts a poem of love.

Every word he writes,

Is the world.

He wipes the tears away,

The ink starts to smudge.

A man made on pure emotion,

He decided to talk no more.

Words were his life,

But speaking was not.

Writing with such passion,

Writing with such love.

He tells her a story,

Of a broken, broken man.

Who gave his heart to a woman,

In the form of daises and roses.

He spoke of a perfect world,

That was just of her and he.

That this world was the truth,

That lived inside of she.

He then spoke of harsh times,

And dipped the feather again.

He took a breath of uneasiness,

And wrote the passage of love.

He spoke of crashing waves,

and a rusty cage.

He spelled out heartache,

As if he was to blame.

His desperate heart suffocated,

As the love he gave was black.

He set out on a journey of love,

And came back a man of despair.

Oh, oh, oh, oh.

His mind drew a blank.

He never knew the right words to say,

But regardless, this is what he wrote:

"Oh inside,

You feel like needles.

Woman how could you do this to me?

Oh captain,

Who is your captain?

Who hears you crying?

It's okay to cry"

In the air is more than mist

I'll leave my footsteps on the horizon,

and disappear without a sound.

The clouds gather overhead and black,

Cemetery weather.

If I walk all day,

and survive the night.

Maybe something will come,

For those who have nothing to live for.

Bury my conscience,

Under the white owl of night.

The universe shouts to me,

"Come closer to me, my son"

So the present time is nothing,

And the future is something.

The light in the dark is seeping through,

Maybe there is something for me.

Tonight.