Well, I was kinda using up a lot of space on my main page with all the poetry I was putting up...so I decided to make a second page as a place to put it all. New stuff will still be on my main page, but whenever I put up more this is where the rest will get moved to. Hope you enjoy, and please feel free to give me whatever kind of feedback you've got...it really helps me to refine my writing when people give me thier honest opinions.
Why do good-byes hurt,
But not for you,
It's only my heart breaking.
You closed the door
And turned your back,
Never saw my tears falling.
I lost my everything;
My hopes, my dreams, my way.
I felt my world cave in
And all you had to say was good-bye.
Twisted wreckage is all that lays
Where a proud warrior once stood
With gleaming sword hung by his side,
Keeping watch over Angelic souls.
Caved in by being cast away,
Crushed beneath the weight of despair,
Haunted by the ghosts of love lost,
Forgotten despite what was given,
Cast down despite vehement protesting;
And almost nothing remains inside
A heart that once was full,
Only the tiniest ember
Of a hope that once lit the night.
Back
If I had tears left to cry
Then flow they would from hollow eyes
Enough to create a saline lake
Of shattered hopes and turned-in hate
With tidal waves of primal fear
To sweep my fallen dreams clear
And I the deluge I would drown
Though with no tears left I stand on partched, cracked ground.
Angels take flight on gossomer wings
While mere men such as I tread upon the ground
Kept at a distance by my many sins
Searching for a way through which absolution may be found
I dare not approach for fear grips my heart
Fear that I shall be turned away
Fear that I might cause our paths to forever part
Fear of the things that she might say
And so distance I keep, eternally too shy
To close the distance and speak
And risk seeing rejection in her eyes
Thus fear of Angels makes me weak
Though my heart burns with Love's fires
And my soul cries out in desperation
To the Angel my spirit desires
For in her kiss lies my salvation
But can a man ever make an Angel understand
That he needs her to carry him into the sky
When so far below her he stands
A mere pathetic mortal praying for acceptance in this Angel's eyes
A chilling rain has washed over me
Dampening my spirit
And reducing passion's fires
To the smallest of embers
Struggling to survive
So that they might rekindle the inferno
That once blazed within me
Memories that had once fed these flames
Now turn against me, trying to smother me

The warrior within my soul
Has lost sight of the victory
That I have fought so long for
So now I sit on an empty battlefield
My sword dull from neglect
Mt armor tarnished from disuse
And I wait
I know not what I wait for
But I wait

Perhaps one day, when the rain has stopped
Someone will nurse the flame back to life
And fan them back to the inferno that once was
Maybe one day someone will give me a reason
To believe in the victory
And make me stand up and fight
I guess all I need is a miracle
In order to save me
Won't someone please be my miracle?
When night falls and shadows come in
I'm left alone in my dark little corner
Everything seems so unreal
It feels like I am dreaming
And I don't know, no I don't know
What can I believe in

When we were walking in the sunlight
On such a warm summer's day
I held her in my arms so tight
As we watched the ocen waves play
We felt like we were so alive
We thought that we knew everything
About love and what the future held
It seemed like we had something

And when the night falls and shadows come in
And I'm all alone in this dark corner
Everything seems so unreal
It feels like I am dreaming
And I don't know, no I don't know
What's left to believe in

I looked so deep into her eyes
To discover what she was feeling
And everything I saw in her
Told me her heart was keeping
The flames of love that we had lit
Blazing like an inferno
To keep us warm on that chilly eve
As hand in hand we would go

And when night falls and shadows come in
And I'm all alone in my dark corner
Everything seems so unreal
It feels like I am dreaming
And I don't know, no I don't know
What's left to believe in

We went up to the bluff at dusk
To revel in the sunset
She turned and looked into my eyes
And told me she would never forget
The love that we had held so dear
But that she could not stay by my side
And as my heart began to weep
She kissed me and told me good-bye

And when night falls and shadows come in
And I'm all alone in my dark corner
Everything seems so unreal
It feels like I am dreaming
And I don't know, no I don't know
What's left to believe in
Broken heart and broken wings
And faith dashed on the stones of sin
Tears fall from a trembling chin
After streaking dirty cheek
Once proud warrior now frightened and weak
Hope tarnished as age-old brass
By a love doomed not to last
Nearly forgotten pain returns from the past
Binding winged spirit to the ground
Where the salvation of flight cannot be found
Weeping for what was, but is no more
With no memory of what hope is for
Tattered body falls to the floor
Fading dreams flee dimming eyes
As this Fallen Angel lays down to die
Eyes like mirrors
Show me myself
When she looks into me
What she sees there they tell
Her gaze goes through me
As she looks deep inside
She can see into me
And find the things that I hide
Eyes like stars
To guide me in the night
Shining as they speak to me
Showing me the way that's right
Where she leads me I will follow
She will never steer me wrong
Where she sends me I will run to
Side by side is where we belong
Eyes all afire
To warm me when it's cold
A gaze filled with passion
Making this coward feel bold
What can life mean?
What can I be worth,
When nothing's left for me to feel
Because lies have become the truth?
Without you in my life
The walls come crashing down,
Nothing's left to stablize
So it sinks into the ground.
I crave something to make me real
Before I fade away;
Losing you made my heart implode,
So now I'm trapped in my darkest day.
Locked in my room all alone,
The radio punishing me with every song,
Lyrics remind me of the absolution in your kiss,
Music driving home the fact that you're gone.
It is said that
"Who ever fights monsters
Should see to it that in the process
He does not become a monster."
But what if to become a monster
Is what one desires most?
To feel no pain, no guilt,
To not know what it is to pity
But instead to feel rage to such degree
that the molecules of the soul are divided,
Leaving something that can never
Be hurt again.
And what if the only cure
To the affliction of loss
Is to loose oneself completely,
Boiling away ideals like honor and respect
Over candles made
Of a slain Cupid's fat,
Leaving an armor with no chinks
Through which blades could pierce?
What can be done when
The only apparent hope for a bleeding heart
Is to cast away part of itself
In the hope that through self-destruction
It may become indestructable?
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