It is true to say that my life
has been a series of turbulent
twists and turns
the lows were deep
and the highs only just broke the surface
and kept me from drowning
but one thing was for sure
when we collided my heart had
never been so full.

rip my heart with your beauty
then sew it together with the thread of
our love

There is a stiff ache that sits over my eyes.
My thoughts bully me into a state of constant self-pity
shame on me, for I think ill of this weak character floor.
I dream of being a man for you, but I am not he.
I am me and that will forever be too little.

So desperate were the frailer
minds of youth
that they neglected life
in return for a virtual plea for attention

The time that slips
effortlessly by
the things we miss
from eye to eye
the life we want
the life we love
the life we dream
gifted from above
you fail this
and you fail that
you fail to see
what life is about
you understand
the smallest things
but let slip by
the cruelest happenings
you are life
you are life
you are my life
and that is all
a life that i love
a life for all

The man's heart aches,
but his woe is lifted by
the desire of having his bed
warmed by foolish fornication.

The bottle is empty
yet his head is filled
with demons,
the conversation is
macabre yet hard
to translate from the
transient slur of speech
caught between his
tongue and teeth.

His cigarette won't light
from the naked flame
at the end of his finger,
something inside him
burns leaving the belly
of life marred by its
fervent addictions.

God hates him profoundly
but he's cool with that.

So marred by war
was the soul that
I adored

what was before
so easily filled with
love
bares now a fruitless
attempt not worth
its salt
rather now it be
consumed by
destruction