Friday, August 17, 2012

Swimming Within



                                                         
Tired of being lost in skin,
a lifetime together and I still can't seem to make it fit.
My brain can process but this body won't react.
It's as if the world has fallen on my deaf ears. 
I've counted how many times the sun has mades its way across the sky,
i'm still, all I can do is watch. 
I'm tired of weathering this demon within. 
I'd rather see red than have the calm of a thousand storms. 
I'm itchy in this numb skin, too tired to tear through it.
It's begin to fester and I can't breathe. 
i feel this skin begin to rip.
quickly i stitch...
i'm lost in this skin...
I'll have to make it fit. 









Sunday, August 5, 2012

Whispers in the Dark

I've combed myself into his veins.
I've smeared my love soaked lips on his. 
It is my flesh under his palm to his fingertips.
I'm the poison in his veins and the venom on his tongue.
I am the restless beast that lays dormant within. 
My Demons have turned his heart cold.
Under the stars i've lost him.
In the moonlight, he is unseen.
My tears are the acid rain that have destroyed my only Rock. 
  In the orchard of our love,
he harvested heartache and pain. 
My body aches with fear, 
the torment swims within me. 
I am a soldier of love and he's a prisoner in my heart.