There exists a lake, both deep and black as the darkest night,
Its surface reflects not a beam but captures all life’s light,
As still as death and not a ripple mars its glassy top,
Nothing moves upon its shores to disturb a single drop,

In the lake there lays a keep, rising up straight and tall
It reaches up like an arm of black, making you feel so small
Its sides are smooth like the finest glass no purchase can be found
All that tries to climb its walls falls quickly to the ground
It stares forth with tall windows like thin cuts through galactic space
Its mouth a soaring gothic arch with stony stairs completes its evil face

Within the walls of the bastion of darkness and cold
Lives something truly evil and ugly to behold
It is twisted and warped into impossibly ugly shapes
Enjoying the misery caused by others mistakes

Regally enthroned in the highest tower of the keep
It feeds on the sounds people make when they weep
It finds sustenance in the pain and suffering of all
Thus it loves nothing better than when innocents fall
Hidden and protected by its black towering walls
It sharpens it hatred into surgeon like tools

To call such thing as this, alive, would be a terrible joke indeed
It survives, it sustains and it breaths, but alive it can never be
It died some time long ago, when it gave into the dark
Its very existence now revolves around the souls that it can mark

This thing was not always so dark and shrouded in black
It was once a being bright with light on a righteous track
But unceasing torture and endless hurt drove this thing insane
It change from bright to darkest night as it learn to like the pain
Now it blocks out its past and its once bright and joyful start
And all the remains its hurt and pain in my broken and twisted heart.

Oh the speed, the wind through my fingers and through my hair,
The air rushes past me and nothing can quite compare
The freedom and joy of being out upon the wind
Is this how birds feel when they take to the wing
But this joy is so fleeting, not long it is to last
It will soon end abruptly as I hit upon the grass
For there’s a price to this freedom this time upon the air
The price is the end of all things but that price I think is fair
No love no life no laughter can take me back up now
So I open my arms to embrace, the rapidly rising ground

My moments of levity cause me such pain, when my smile escapes blades strike at my brain.
Memories flood synaptic paths, depositing debris and silt from my past

I’m bleached of all colour, I’m black and white
I’m bleached of all colour, I’m dead to this life

Dredging up lost heart aches and pain, this flotsam and jetsam will drive me insane
I flounder and scrabble under its weight, as my brain reverses date by date

I’m bleached of all colour, I’m black and white
I’m bleached of all colour, I’m dead to this life

So I cage my grin and bury my smile becoming mindless and dead for a while
Bleach of all colour, I’m bland I’m unkind, but at least I won’t lose what’s left of my mind

Just like that small boy, I never was a man
Until I saw your blue eyes cry
As I held your wet cheeks in my hands
I wished the world to make it go away
To put that smile back the way it used to be
Then you said “how can you do this to me?”

At that moment all that was left of me was dead
I’ve hurt the one I cared for
I’d wounded you with the things I’d said
All the world can’t make that go away
Now we'll never do the things we used to do
Then I said “how could I do this to you?”

There is an old saying, that if you love someone you should set them free. A more true piece of advice was never spoken and it should be heeded. However in reality, having to do this is the hardest thing you will ever have to do. When the person you love most in the world has moved on and found someone else that makes them happy, you are left with a very tough choice. Try let go of your love, or fight for it. Unfortunately for some the latter is not always possible, especially when you are no longer wanted by that person, and fighting for them will only cause them pain. But then the former is hardly possible either, for true love never leaves your heart and will linger on. So where does this leave you? A dried out husk on the roadside of life, a lonely wonderer for the rest of your days.......?

For those of us that have a strength of character beyond what is accepted as normal, maybe there is another path, another outcome. Having accepted that your hearts feelings will never change, that you will always love them no matter what happens you can take the path of friend and supporter. This is a long, hard path make no mistake, for you will see your love happy in the arms of another and be constantly reminded of your pain and yearning. But, if you find the strength of will, and the utter determination it takes to carry on, there is hope. You will remain close to the person you care most about, you can offer your unwavering support in times of need and be their anchor amidst the storms of life. The result of all this will be at worst, a strong friendship. One where your love is returned, albeit not in the way you would like. This kind of friendship will last a life time, which in itself is a worthy reward. However there is always that chance that your strength of character, unwavering loyalty and devotion will make that special someone realise that you are worthy of their love.

Affairs of the heart are never easy and the path of love is sometimes littered with the broken and hurt. For those brave few, with the unending determination this path is nothing but a testing ground. A place to prove your worth and become the person your true love deserves.

Blackness folding around me
In a never ending cloak
Blackness covers my senses
Locking in a world of night

Writhing in the prison black
My body twisted and wrong
A dim echo my soul
Tortured beyond flames of hell

Wracked with pain blindingly bright
Lancing though my fragile mind
Shattering my memories
Scattering all that I was

Empty husk drifts on a breeze
Life essence drain all away
So dry and desolate now
Not even my shadow left

Left helpless upon the wind
Adrift on eddies and gust
Trapped within my deep regret
Awaiting release and end

Oh sweet golden nectar, contained in my glass
Cool as ice, but warms the lips it does pass
The colour of Russian gold mixed with honey
The scent is so full, like the smell of new money

It warms like a hug on a cold winter night
Slides down your throat with barely a fight
The taste is so sweet it reminds you of sex
Those intimate moments and kisses on necks

A little will warm you right down to you toes
Too much by the fire will cause you to doze
Indulge much further and your mind is lost
Like as a glass is warmed it loses its frost

It’s drunk by the world of riches and fame
But with its sweet golden taste who is to blame
Movie star and sings like the blue eyed Frank
Its enjoy by the world, and by every rank

It’s made by a family in the deep of Tennessee
But seems to be created just to be drunk by me
Its bottle is inviting with its label so black
What would I do with out my good friend Jack?

No more flowers and no more trees
No more birds and no more bees
Colours drain and fade to grey
And never more will music play

No more joy and no more spring
No more summer and no choirs sing
The sky has fallen the air is black
From this point on no going back

No more laughs and no more smiles
No more games and no more trials
You’ve left my life empty and cold
You’ve left my soul broken and old

Despite my pain and despite my fears
Despite my hurt and despite my tears
My love for you is deep and cannot die
I still wish your happiness I could supply

Without the darkness there would be no light
Without death there would be no life

Keeping death close to my heart, embraced close never to depart
Looking deep, eyes don't avoid, I drawing strength from deaths void
Contemplating that black abyss lets me feel lifes deep full kiss
All things are clear to my eyes, stripped right back of their disguise

Without the darkness there would be no light
Without death there would be no life
Without the darkness there would be no light
Without death there would be no life

Living on the ragged edge of life, walking a path rife with strife
The lessons taught to the soul, keeps your eye upon the goal
Don't look down into the black, once you do you can't going back
You be drag down to your knees, from there you fall will dire ease

Without the darkness there would be no light
Without that light there is no sight
Without that sight there is no delight
And with no delight there can be no life

Live your life without a care, and fix death with an evil stare
Look into those eyes each day, will show a path through anyway
Relieve your soul of burdened weight, free your mind of needless hate
Show you how good life can be, lift you up and set you free

Without the darkness there would be no light
Without that light there is no sight
Without that sight there is no delight
And with no delight there can be no life

The flutter of butter
Flies down below
Rising gently upwards
Upwards they do go

Tickling your innards
On their merry way
Invoking merry feelings
Throughout your merry day

Tingling upon your skin
Hairs stood all arrayed
Like little lines soldiers
Marching on parade

Lips curling upwards
An infectious little grin
Everything is so rosy
And your head is in a spin

The butterflies impart their fuel,
In your body burns a fire
It coarses through your very being
And fills you with desire

Your steps become so very light,
Like walking on the moon
You walk to an inner beat
Your very own inner tune

Your eyes awake to the world
Vivid colours so very bright
The heavens smiling down on you
With many rays of light

It all starts with the butterflies
And their merry upwards race
And they were truly first released
The first time you saw her face.