Lying on Orbs

I am lying on orbs, spreading my thoughts so that my mind and my will will grace your lips. I am lying on orbs, spreading my ways, trying to change, so that my imperfect self can fit your perfect image. I am lying on orbs, spreading my soul, so that I can give up a little bit of me to complete the rest of you. I am lying on orbs, spreading my heart, waiting for you to see that my every moment is spent trying to please you. I am lying on orbs, spreading my arms, watching you turn away. I am lying on orbs, sorrow weighing me down. I am breaking the glass, trailing the unknown. I am lying on wasted moments and drifting dust, Pondering my wounds, choking on love. I am lying in Passion, knowing no reason. I am lying in pardons, fleeting a memory. I am lying in sorrow, realizing that Pain is inevitable when you're lying on orbs.

Angel amidst the crows, Dancing. Angel amidst the dust, Dreaming. Angel amidst you, Damned.

Kissing Me In the Dark

Lay bare my quilled soul

to your bleeding tips. lay bare my imperfections to your crude whip. Shape me into your masterful toy so that you may pluck me with your tongue. But still I'll soon become old beauty shattered when shunned. You hide me when god's wrath is high and you play me in the dark. Your kisses are like pardons sucking on the heart. I am left with ashes in my soul trying to scatter what once was true I am left with broken strings that once were new. You've stolen what sanity I have my only way to see Now how will I know when you're wounding me Now you're suddenly kissing me again, kissing me in the dark what am I supposed to think now of my already blind hardened heart?

Poison
A grave memory Of a paralyzed lover is grief. Death in the sky, A starry night, Distance in your eyes Of why its pointless to fight. A rose dipped in poison Lies against your lips. Why gives no reason When love gets ripped. Ashes in heaps of sighs, Caged thoughts inside, Somber tears do abide, Blithe was his grin While I cried. Dismal am I When it comes to this, A poisoned rose When I kiss your lips.

Blue Ashes
My left wing is rotting at the edges and the disease is seeking my heart. My disability is keeping me in the snow,

staining the perfect white. I yearn for your frore palm to sweep the sour tears from my cheek. I find myself trailing flakes of dust in the sunbeams from my dark corner trying to realize the muting of the heart was a squander of the soul. I am a worry washing up onto a sullen shore. I am a mess of smoldering ash blowing in the wind seeking a sunbeam so my journey can make sense. The tempting blue, the tempting waste, a stuttering fool of shame. I am the hill, the rock, I am ashes to blue ashes, a flake of dust fluttering down upon your nose let me kiss you once again as a fluttering fool of nothing so I can feel it everywhere, So I can feel it rush to every limb of my meagerly drifting body.

Again
Where upon a dark night I saw Evil come sit near. Peering deeply I could not see Him cuddling with me. Reaching claws to scrape The mingling lifeless awe in us Then trade our dignity For that little bit of trust. Crooked veins align with An immortality in the soul And enters a depth in the cold Of the losers and the beauties. Hate is in the eyes Of the only believer in she. Enter dear sweet For only time will kiss us with such greed. Punish me with your whip Of eternal bliss In your haven of bitterness Because here we are one on one with the moon and the stars To lead, to fail, then end And try again.

Colorfully Insane World

In a colorfully insane world my sole corner is lost, a corner of choice. In this corner wrapped in a swoon I sit abroad sinking deep into the perils of color. Through cracks in the wall seeps blue and streaks of purple on the lips

of a darkened carrier of insidious sight. Erosions of sensation and guilt protrude into me and stick me to a palette of game. I am open to thrills of havoc. Through holes in the walls I peer while demons draw the word simple on my mind and twist me through blank spaces. In knots of a weak twist of pleasing surrender I release myself into the frail wonder of sheer color, a color that is insane with favor to draw me into a world musing its trappings. My mind is a trapeze and my tears force themselves into the spotlight so they can be battered and bruised and opened and emptied. I am left in the darkness looking through holes in the walls getting lost watching the outside twist its own self into a noose so it can hang its guilt to swing from one madness to another. Spilling on tile floors of demise is my heart like blue glass cutting my canvas into four corners, four corners to choose from and elope with into spaces of cemented white. I cover up the holes with my colorless paint and shudder back deep into my cavernous mind filled with simple piles of dust drifting... I can't handle the outside for my mind is no veil worth lifting for a colorfully insane world.

Cant Seem to Let You Go

There is no hope when my mind, heart, and soul can't seem to learn to let you go. I'm left hanging in the smoke, choking on your blithe grin that twists with death's sick perilous thin rope. blank nights on a floor covered with pain

you are an obsession that tends to drive me insane. Dense, putrid, squalling heart dipped in a hellish poison, condemned with a hunger that dips deeper than your sore mind. Fortify your wonder because time is a shallow realization to the surrender of your kind. You fight the urge when your tips graze my cheek, you tighten the rope when I'm swinging in the deep. Bite temptation to taste it with your tongue. Life is buds of putrid sensation traveling through your veins. I'm tired of swinging in the coal chamber of your heart trying to hang on not knowing when to let go. Barbed wire cuts into my palms and I am bleeding, bleeding the fire of your heinous sick grin. Damned am I to the strings of your violin being stroked with a bow. You make me sing and at the same time scream. my circulation is cut and my grasp is weakening hold yet I can't seem to let go. Pardoning angel of fury you are my only hope. Cut me down from this endless looping hell that fucks with my mind and my soul. I am hope's lesser one of life's hold. Grasp me in the dark and pull me into the shadows because there is no hope. I just can't seem to let you go.

Angel of Fury
Come Angel of Fury. Come Angel of Fury! What is love? Weve quoted it to a mere miss, Licked it deeply but forgot the kiss. Dirty palms upon eyes of blue, What completes you? What completes you?!?! Immense Angel of Fury For love is but soot Under nails of demons.