Sweetest Phantom (to HAL:RIP 1979-2008)

Stand beside these withered dreams,
The unseen shadows hold me tight.
Guiding me through this darkened sleep,
pass by the splintered heart as it silently beats.

Sweetest smile, drips with blood,
lips stained from a violent kiss. His mouth
is warm, her lips are cold. Two entwined,
death lies between their arms.

A splintered kiss upon my bleeding lips,
left by the ghost, the phantom of my
never-ending abyss. My muse, my
lost friend, touch my soul with poetry.

Take my hand, held safe, as I walk this
Destroyed path. These stones are broken,
They weep as we pass. Curse the moon
That it should leave us silhouetted and alone.

I know that you are there, I feel you
Breathe, kiss me and never fade. Sweet,
Sweeter than any dream, I am afraid
Don't leave.

A paradox, frightened of the dark I cling to
its sleeve. I cannot let go of what I have
lost. Constant, you stay upon my mind,
within these wicked dreams, by my side.

Surprising... (dA)

Journal Entry: Wed Jan 30, 2008, 9:26 PM

Ah, little sleep does wonders for the brain. not really! God, I'm tired, but I have uploaded a lot of my poetry and a short story. Enjoy them and leave lots of comments please!

• Mood: Wow!
• Watching: L&O: Criminal Intent

Brand Spanking New! (dA)

Journal Entry: Wed Jan 30, 2008, 3:37 AM

Ha, I am now a member of DeviantArt! Who knew? Lol. As a brand spanking new artist, I hope that people will enjoy my work. Thats all for today. Tomorrow? Who knows, maybe something cooler than this!

• Mood: Joy
• Listening to: Beau Brummel (the movie)
• Watching: Beau Brummel
• Drinking: Lemonade

Strange

Its strange how things turn out,
life turned up side down, can't
seem to make it straight.

Don't laugh at me as I lie here
on the cold floor. You aren't
perfection personified.

I have turned things over and over
trying to make sense of nonsensical
motives you seem to press upon me.

We are one; a splintered glass
heart that no glue can fix. We are two;
broken and forgotten we fade.

Fate is a tragic thing, just as splintered
as our torn hearts. Once again you
laugh, but don't, you aren't pure either.

Like caged animals we scream,
scratching and tearing each other
down to nothing.

You say this is just teen angst.
Its not, this is a moment we will
never retrieve again.

Broken we will sit upon this floor.
Touching, palm to palm, pressed
against the cracked wall.

Just as Titanic sank to the depths,
we will fade into the bottomless
ocean's arms.

Don't laugh at me as I lie here
on the cold floor. You aren't
perfection personified.