I'm in love, but not for long.

Murder, Murder.

He bleeds.
He bleeds endlessly.
From his lips
From his wrists
From his heart.
Shield your eyes.
It's too much.
Too much to handle.
His glazed eyes
They seem to scream
'Its all a lie'
He lays in ruin
Cold as stone.
Murder, murder.

Its not good enough for him

His smile,
It puts everything else to shame.
And his eyes,
I can't stare too long or I become weak.
If ever there was beauty in this world
It is completely within him
And it surrounds him
No one else comes close to comparing.
He is and forever shall be
What everyone lusts for and
What I do not deserve.
My love for him is endless
And my desire for his happiness is unbreaking.

...

Sometimes death invites itself into your home
Just as it did him.
I could see it, laughing at me through his eyes
I could hear it in every word he spoke
I could sense it when he reached out to me, beckoning.
And he did not know it.
He could not see it.
He could not hear it.
He carried on with life...
And I watched him deteriorate.
Death grew bored, as it often does while manifesting itself in the sick.
Ready to move on to its next victim, I saw the lights go out
He dropped.
His breathing came no more
His eyes were like marbles, dead in his lifeless skull.
And death moved on.

...

And I wish winter would come
So everything I hate will be covered in a blanket of snow.
And the cold will kill off all the things that I despise.
Sure, the wind would burn my face
But it will also dry my tears.
Tremors from the cold will wash over me
But they will make me feel so alive.
Trees, bare of leaves, will reach up from the ground
Their limbs covered with last night's snowfall
They will look like corpses' hands reaching to the sky
Stale, winter wind will burn my lungs
Yet I will inhale deeply.
Clouds, no longer fluffy and white, but a solemn grey
Hang over my head
Advise me to seek shelter
And the world will look so harsh
And so fragile.

...

Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned.

I lied, and I lied in Your name.
And even with this grief,
I could not bare to speak the truth.
I stumbled and I would not allow for Your help
And even so, You never left my side
I refused to admit it, though.
I pondered life, and what it'd be like with Your power
And even then, I think I would be lonely
I would not give up such a strength, however.
I have sinned deeply
And even now, You still love me
I am not ashamed

...

Tomorrow does not exist
It is here
In this moment
We are a dying society
Life is mocking us.
We do not listen
We are constantly moving
Speaking in sarcasm and hate
Oblivious to the warning signs
People kill people
What fuels the wickid?
Bitterness
And what causes such a feeling?
The certainty that there is always someone better
Someone stronger
And we fall short
So we prey on the weak
Survival of the fittest
But in the end, we all lose.

...

I'm not sleeping
But I'm dreaming
You're smiling.
You're eyes are bright
And so alive.
Yes.
I have to be dreaming.
You're here with me
Holding me tight
Whispering
Loving
Yes,
I must be dreaming.
Your touch is real
I can see you clearly
I close my eyes
The image dies
Yes.
I was dreaming.
You're sleeping
Eternally at rest
And Im alone.
It seems it's so...
Yes.
I'm dreaming.

Roses

Red roses
The scents hit hard
Breathe in, breathe out
Red roses
Line the halls
Line the casket
Mark the grave
Red roses
A last goodbye
A final farewell
The sweet smell
That cloaks the dead.

...

Curse me
Kill me
Destroy me
Tonight
I'm yours.
Tomorrow
I'm gone.
Take me
Hurt me
Break me
Hurry
I'm going.
Quick
I'm gone.
Hate me
Mock me
Forget me
Please
Move on.
Honey
So long...

...

I long to see
And wish to believe
In what I cant touch
And what I rarely feel
I pray for strength
Yet am still frail
And I ask for mercy
But am still damned
And in this silence
I do not hear a whisper
Nor do I feel a presence
That I can not explain
But I look to the horizon
And put my faith in what's beyond