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cuckoo clocki am afraid of a linear world with  no curved ribcages and flat lines over hearts-  we are time, we are time, there is no time,  and the bird in the clock is screaming and screaming:   
 
you are nothing!  
you are nothing!   
 
 
i don't like the penny eyes to match the  dollar skin,  i don't like the music to drown my empty ears  of all colour and feeling,  it's burning a hole through my face.   
diligently bound into conformed, contorted books,  
now with easy-to-read-print!  we are advertisements with feet, selling tragedies  
with every po cuckoo clock
brain freezei wrote you a poem once, but you called it a  waste so i threw it away. except i saw you rummaging  through the rubbish and reading it, though there was  ketchup around the hole-punches.  
 
i don't like  
the mosquitoes crawling over my arms,  
the words falling like snowflakes from between my teeth,  the way your stomach creases when you sit.   
you are like that park bench with cracks in the  paint and rotting bits of wood crying  out from underneath, begging for exposure.   
i'm terribly sorry that  i slept too late the morning of your goldfish's funeral,  i l brain freeze
Touch me there againTouch me there again  Where my heart meets your hand  Where lips caress my soul  And reawaken the dormant life within  Feel me there where smile smile's tickled by your hair and words are spoken softly on the wind to reach each others ears amidst the tumult and strain  The lightning and rain  Say my name as you fall adrift in your sew of stars where we dreamily hold hands and look to the heavens glimpsing the ever approaching future  Envisioned  Encompassed  Written, drawn and colored by us Touch me there again
Deadly DanceTsumi flowed gracefully from stance to stance, and Riku moved to meet her. Her play was instinctive, breathtaking, a dance learned from birth. Her blade hissed and sang, a bright blur in the sunlight. Although Riku often felt clumsy in opposition, he found he could anticipate her moves fairly well. It was a deadly dance pas de deux in which the dancers never embraced, yet each was exquisitely attuned to their partner's every move. Deadly Dance
BittenWe sit there and breath in and out, in and out, in and out, hard and deep. I feel my lip start to quiver, but I grit my teeth, say no, no, no, no, will not, will not, will not.  Which is when I taste the blood in my mouth.   
Feel it thick over my teeth, the sweet rusty taste of blood that I swallow and taste pure all over my outh and throat. Warm, as it bleeds out and drips onto my shirt. I wipe my mouth with my sleeve, the blood that taste so bitter not even a cold glass of water can ever wash it away. Bitten
Angels, Fallen, DemonsThe angels are the people  who give a shoulder to the crying  and give a word to the broken.  The angels are the people  who don't have to speak  and just have to be there.  The angels are the everyday people  that we call a friend.  The angels are the people,  there when we need them.  Angels don't need to glow,  they don't need to shine.  You see an angel when they help you  through your tears that fog your vision  you see the halo  you see the wings  no matter who it is  there's an angel in them.   
The fallen are the people  who try to be a Angels, Fallen, Demons
Werewolf TerritoryI stroke the grassy fields, flying by,  tangled in the branches of my eyelashes,  dangled in the air  Caught in the trees   
I stick my fist out of my airhole in this box,  I unviel my bloody and broken fingers,  To an open fist  searching for the air I can lift myself onto.  I strangle fistfulls of it,  and lift them to my armour-plated lips,  and shove them down my throat,  choking on the air I murder and sing upon.   
And then the pink and orange fire in the sky  latches onto my skin and leeches into my pores,  filling me like an infectous mold,  poisoning Werewolf Territory
RunningAnd so I run  Running away  Two legs  Two feet  One desire  No path   
And so I run  Running away  One thing on my mind  Escape  Escape from this place  And comfort in rest   
And so I stop  And look up at the sky  This black entity  Those small white infernos  The whispers of the trees  “Do not be afraid”   
And so I stop  And look at myself  Burning, I can feel the heat  Pumping, I can feel the thud  Breathing, I can feel the rise  But living, I can feel nothing   
And so I run  Running a Running
inhaleyou smell sweet  like  
  crushed blotter acid  and  
    candy lightning  and  
    angel sweat  and  
    orchid nectar  and      firework dreams  and      an arsonist's love. inhale
PTP: Loss of a Loved OnePass the Poem: Loss of a loved one   
Your face still fills my vision when I close my eyes  and I remember July's gentle rain on white wicker.  I yearn for the candle-lit nights of embracing love  And I miss the unforgettable fire in your eyes  the memory of your smile stains my heart with a color I can't describe  midnight blue my thoughts run in circles, with star dropped diamond tears   
My heart cannot comprehend this feeling of desolation  as teardrops patter through the broken window of my heart   
My eyes cannot abandon the sights of you suffering-fading away  I'm lonely PTP: Loss of a Loved One
6 steps from midnightSix steps away from midnight  All we have now is luck  And love for the things that are  And will be  Five paces from the witching hour  And it's you  With me  Smiling hand in hand  Four steps away from light  And the hope of a new promised day  Of Zion and the back country of deep embraces  Three paces away from life  Full fledged and young  Strong in heart  And limb  Ready to take flight and soar  Two steps away and I can feel your voice  And hear your breath  Hope sighs in anticipation  One foot away  My anticipation fills my lungs  As 6 steps from midnight
To It AllTo the greatest misery I've ever known;  If you've got nothing and no one,  That means I have silence and a hollowed out chest.   
To the greatest kindness I've missed out on;  If you're smiling at me and saying a specific something,  That means I've finally done something right, but I've blown it all away.   
To the greatest secret in my heart;  I'd of kissed you if I felt ready,  You're still sad, no matter what I do. To It All
10 minutes after...10 minutes past the laughter  The crowd has gone and now there’s just mindless chatter  And you  Standing next to me  You reach your hand out  
For me  While I’m still learning to breathe  The water filling my lungs  
You pull me from the depths  Where heartache and anglerfish dwell  I gasped for breath  But found your lips waiting  And smiling  Like a long lost friend  And life long lover  So, as it nears 20 past a cry  I hold you in my hands  Mercury no longer  Hopes made flesh  Flesh made reality  Dreams fulfilled 10 minutes after...
Writing A SongPick up my guitar and strum a chord  I never really found the sound I adored  And my lyrics never really moved me  And I never found the perfect harmony  Because the words never really fit and it sounds all wrong  And I know this is the closest I'll ever get to.. writing a song Writing A Song
together soonOne day you'll see me some where new.   Where the sun is gold and the moon shines through.   Where I am not alone and not afraid.   One day I will be with you again my love maybe pretty soon.   I'll find you.  
I'll claim you.   I will make you mine!  
 Together we will be like two roses entwined.   Our thorns will push the rest away.   Make them bleed.   Make them pay.  For every trickle of blood that runs down my wrist , I think of you,and I am in total bliss.  The lights dull and my cold , bleary world begins to die.   The nig together soon
Eternal Internal Suffering 2
Stop.Stop   
When we look into your eyes, we see you're crying, see you're crying.  How hard we all have tried to stop the lying, stop the lying.  We all know the guilt that tears you up inside.  We see you are afraid of us but there's nowhere to hide.  We know all of your secrets, the ones you never told.  Now the pain inside your heart forever you will hold.  It's your own fault, you know, leaving us behind.  You thought that you got rid of us, it's you we came to find.  We are all your enemies, your lovers and your families.  The ones that you forgot, the ones that you forsake.  Stop. Stop.
AbundanceThere is a cloud above your heart, directly where the blood should be pumping.  There is a puddle beneath your heart, directly where the muscle should be contracting.  There is a flower besides your heart, directly where veins should be sticking  There is a smile within your heart, directly where the life should be starting.   
Imagination, raw, unsettling things.  The shadows that your body make, when the swing motions back and forth.  It's beautiful.  So is it wrong to wish you were the shadow? That you could be so outlined, defined, yet so exposed and indefinite and hidden.  To disapate and scat Abundance
not sure.i think        too much              too little                    too often   
i like you        too much              too little                    too often   
i dream        too much     not sure.
vocal abortionStanding tall on the stairs  Silhouetted smile  Silver schizoid madman wearing  fur hat in Russian style. vocal abortion
I write for youI write for you  In a world turned black and blue  Where devils and demons steal the stage  I'm here for you  Blood to paper  Ink to soul  Letting fathomless dreams spill forth  Out of control  And restrained  As organized a chaos as the birth of a world  Galaxies if stars circling whispered kisses and dreamt of touches  The story's old  Repeated time and time again  But freshly dried ink for  Two souls just opening the book  Tendrils if hope wind their way down the boulevard of endless dreams and perceived possibilities  From one heart to another clumsily feeling I write for you
you better be strongmaybe its just me.  but,  as i was struggling to get free,  i didn`t see anything around me.  the room started spinning.  my legs started shaking.  i was scared.  terrified.  yet,  you didnt let go.  oh no.  oh no.  you didnt let go.  that was your first mistake.  its a good thing your strong.  you kept me down.  but this time around.  its my turn.  i cant help that i love danger.  
 i cant help that i love you.  but maybe im the dangerous one.   i think you need to watch out for me.  i think maybe.   just maybe. & you better be strong
Lying under the skyLooking at the night sky,   
Lying next to you,   
Wishing on shooting stars,   
Hopping my wish well come true,   
I turn & look over to you,   
You’ve closed your eyes,   
You’ve put arms around me,   
Holding me close to close,   
I push your hair back behind your ear,   
Putting my hand against your face,   
Thinking to myself,   
How is it a girl like you,   
Is with a guy like me,   
I place my head against your,   
& I close my eyes,   
Holding you close to me,   
Neve Lying under the sky
another emo song
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