afflicted l o v e poemWhy is my heart longing like this again,
That indisputable ache?
The anguish of my anxiety to let it be reborn
and flutter like it did once before...
Do I want to let this boy get to me?
I told myself never,
Never again . . .
The previous afflicted affection that died with the exotic flavor,
A promise to lock away that certain creature inside of me,
To silence its beating and pounding ways.
The pain of my seemingly sinister, and opaque heart.
I thought its beating on my door was gone forever.
Burned to ashes on the floor of my despair
and my acceptance, and my deceased weeping.
Never had I thought about my lonely heart so much
until the thought of you had crawled across my mind,
Like a thousand horrifying spiders
dimly creeping through the holes of a rotted, decayed, corpse.
The spiders being each strand of memory I have for you,
The corpse being my dead-feeling emotions of love.
You silly boy, didn't you know?
A Letter to My Little HeartTender ticker inside me,
know this, you'll be free.
One day he will come,
but which direction from?
I have already used you,
the marks left there true.
Please forgive me,
delicate heart I plea -
I don't like to watch you hurt,
I know the feeling of being burnt.
Bare with me the pain,
for in the end we will gain
all that we could ever dream
tears there will fondly gleam,
remembering the past,
for it passed so fast,
all your stitches are for reasons,
please don't think they are treasons.
Gentle pocket-size heart of mine,
please know I'm trying to find
the one who will be just for me.
The person whom you will die for
and will give yourself to forever more.
We know you've been hurt before
and through my sole it tore.
But lovely little heart-shaped scar,
hopefully we won't have to look too far.
I'll pull the needle out of you,
and please little heart we'll make it true.
Someone loved before now lost,
I know that price had a bad cost...
we won't give you out so easily anymore,
we can hide yo
Crimson Tides Hide UnderneathCurl your fingers around this picture,
One of glinted glass and fringed future.
An alarmed girl on the edge of her seat,
Who knew she could continue such a feat?
Interrupted beats sound from her chest,
Dotted eyes and only her best.
'Cover the shouting, it'll be OK me,
Just remember never to fight or flee.'
Lift your eyes and see the boy standing,
One of vivid eyes and silent demanding.
Oh, how they made her hear turn,
A ceaseless beating of her heart to burn.
Would it be true, this new boy to hue?
She would open her eyes, or time to que.
Hide her nerve in a dark box of metal,
An image of small child plucking each petal.
Angels will sing for the girl in red,
Mourning the happiness laid upon her bed.
Now open the door for it will rain,
Erasing the pain of her only stain.
I don't know what it is about the dark,
Perverted demons and dreams stark.
A prince she never wanted,
Nor the knight coveted.
Instead take the hand of one who can heal,
His bending tools covered in teal.
Somethingnow the girl lays in her bed
the music bleeding from her hand
rapid beating of the heart
the story ends with a start
never knowing true affection
her story ends with sad affliction
a cat creeps up on silent ways
knowing how to pass its days
come with her to roam the street
swirling fates you can meet
inside her hand it sleeps there
but can you find where?
the clown wears her makeup...No body knows the constant pain of my heart
and when the time come again it'll all be a lie
fate brought us together and now it seems
it has made us wait and save the best for last.
I can see myself with you now in the future,
you promised me that dress and that veil.
Will I end up with an empty finger?
And a heavy heart?
You'll never know how much you have me,
for it's my heart i'll lock up and away for you.
Did I teach you anything?
Did I show you anything new?
Any kind of compassion, or new love that you never knew?
I still don't understand how you stole my heart...
but in the end it will never matter.
I can never be there for you
and give you what you need.
So please, for everything you have given to me,
and everything that you have done for me...
my savior, my musician, my inspiration, my new outlook...
please, be happy for me.
blood on my princeyou can hear them talk of that and this
little girls with a fairy tale frog kiss
makeup'd faces, it's what they wanted
the silly girl who was always taunted
the secrets that die oh could they be true
even with eyes so tragically blue
take away my romeo, tie him down
shred away sir knight, let him drown
as for the prince, break his legs
and the lover boy, forever he begs
can you hear him screaming, in the far?
my perfect boy, weaving his scar.
underneath the dirt bury a feeble fear
make him bleed so he can hear
that I never wanted the frog-y prince
murdered away all those thoughts since...
give me a boy who likes it rough
bruises on his arms and to his jeans tough
have him like the blood and the thrill
down my spine I crave that chill
he knows of things for the better
inside my body he hides the letter
so to the prince I bid thee this,
take my heart and I'll break your kiss.