Decaying SkinI want to be dustFloating in the care free airFree to roam on breathless sighsEmpty, yet consumedI want to be skinlessShoulder blades etching like swansFrom my decomposing backSo beautifully createdUnder my delicate decaying maskPainting red skies onto my skinThe pain-staking sky washes over meBrushing through my poresAnd leaving trails of crimson secretsThat my lips daren't ever tellDeliverance, decadence, fragilityA breath taking numbnessCold to the touch, and lifeless to the boneMy frayed mentality, forever wearing awayWith each battered and weathered memoryEtching themselves onto my brainLike an art
Oh, LoveStaringEyes sinking into the pain of what is seen-Them-Standing thereEtching into eachother's lipsHoping nobody notucesTheir infidelityHolding-Onto the dreams that maybe this will be-Better-Than anything elseThat has gone before themIn this worldBetter than foreverHoping-That this will last for eternity-Wishing-That they could embraceEach other's presenceForever moreAnd nothing lessWanting-To be held, to be loved, to be-Captivated-By the ideal of being the perfect quintessenceOf love,honesty,purityTo be everythingTo each other and moreHurting-From the pain of heartache, lossDying-T
What Mental Illness Feels LikeIt feels like you're a prisonerIn your own mindHolding you hands up to yourLooking glass eyesBut not able to escapeIt feels like being close to yourselfAll the timeBut not knowing who you areWanting to get close to othersBut terrified of letting them inIt feels like wanting to kill all your emotionsSo you don't hurt anymoreIt feels like the physical pain you cause yourselfJust to kill all the painYou hold buried insideIt feels like starving your bodyBecause you feel like a bad personAnd like you need to be punishedFor all the things you've done - past and presentThat those around you say weren't your faul
Inner FeelingsI'm killing myself slowlyNot another calorie shall pass my lipsThe trace of bones is beautifulWhen I can see my ribs and hipsExercise obsessivelyTo rid myself of hateAnd all these jumbled feelingsThat keep my mind awakeWant to go to sleep foreverStop this beating of my heartForget all these thoughts and memoriesStill tearing me apartDoctors try to help meTherapists don't really carePeople in the street look at meWith their long icy glaresI had a love onceAbandoned me without a traceBut it's ok, reallyIt's not like I deserved his graceWant to escape it allBut there's no where to runI cannot run away
Ghost Of A MaidenIt's the end of an eraAnother soul soldTo thou who is judgingOur rise and our fallAnother life gravenAnother vessel deemedToo unsuitable to liveOr so it had seemedAnother raven does callAt the merciless doorOf the beggar and rich manAnd the tales of myth and folkloreThe ghost of a maidenHair flaxen like strawLies cold in waitingFor once and ever moreDon't believe what you hearWhen they say it's a lieHistory speaks drapes of truthThat many race of man denyLike an iced pearl to the touchAnd cold to the boneWalks the ghost of the maidenLiving in histories truths, alone
Letters Of LoveRegarding those love letters strewn on your bedThey were never meant for someone as beautiful as youFalling hearts from the skies of timeDraped in ashen whiteThe writing's on the wallWords get tossed around and jumbledWeaving in and out of truth and liesRegarding those love letters on your bedI never meant the words in them at allWhen I said I loved you, I liedWhen I said I missed you, it wasn't what I meantWhat I really meant to sayWas I love you and I miss you todayIt was never in the pastOnly in the present and the futureAnd I wipe this lip shaped kissFrom the seal of this last envelopeAs I place it on you