She

Her eyes

pour into my soul

express’s her love.

Her smile

melts my heart

is the sun of my days

forever.

Her touch

makes the coldest

winter nights

tropical fiestas.

A hug from this angel

could cure

a thousand armies

with

a thousand sorrows.

A kiss from her,

this magnificent creature,

brings me to the gates of heaven.

It would almost seem

these words are of love,

but

they are words

of a love that cannot exist.

 

A Familiar Face

There is a man whose face

I cannot make out.

His face is blurred beyond

recognition.

I’m afraid of him,

his vision terrifies me.

His actions,

ten times worse.

Calculating the many ways

to scatter my

brain

in as many directions as possible.

The revolver

twirling around his fingers. He

dangles

the noose

in front of me,

as if it were a treat.

The shaking he craves to see,

is no where near excitement,

but a nervous twitch

as the rope becomes taught

suddenly.

His thoughts worry many.

He sharpens the axe,

the broad sword,

the claymore.

He readies the guillotine

and displays the razors.

The shelves of drugs

and counter of alcohol

all ready to make a

mean cocktail.

I see all the

dangers

that lie before me.

As the tears build

up in my eyes

the picture of the man

focuses.

The familiar face,

that I knew I knew,

looks me in the eyes.

It is then that I see

that the man

who is looking at me

is me,

the monster in my mind.

 

A life Torment

Born into a divine life,

loved beyond the greatest kings.

Four years pass when

my throne usurped from me.

Thrown into a peasant’s life,

I become less then dirt four years later.

Still even less when the youngest born,

ignored and hated at the same time.

 

Left in the field of abandonment,

I had only me as my best friend.

Forced to live a philosopher’s life,

I find myself destined to be alone.

With what little love I own,

I press on with life’s misery,

being miserable myself.

 

The comfort of life

found in the realm of fantasy.

Where I am not me,

yet still no one cares.

My eyes have opened to view

the friends that stand before me.

 

So little is known about me,

so much left a mystery.

Lost in my own mind,

I have gone astray from my path,

not even sure who I really am.

 

Until that day,

that one miraculous day,

someone can take the shattered mind

that is me

and make it whole once more.

 

 

 

 

 

Religion

My mind goes out of focus

of love hath I lost

yet traverse this disgusting world once more

my neck crushes my soul

to cry I must not

A weakness all would see

Free me from this hell, o’Lord

let me live once more

torment me no longer

for my belief just grows stronger

blow out my knees, you bastard

let me not catch you

A smiting would befall one of us

and I have already died

died long ago

dead to the world.