Tombstone Rose

We can, sit and sob, we can hold our breath till tommorow. 

See another day, yet only live shawdow. I sit holding

my tongue, biting back words, crying, coughing up a lung.

Cause now I see my purpose in your life was only for a season.

You've played treason, on my heart and soul. I have no more goals.

Feeling a sense of sorrow, guess I'll wave goodbye and fear tomorrow.

Your scent is still fresh in my nose, here's to you, tombstone rose.

Mancured lawns,guess your gone, we were two innocent pawns.

Playing a game of chess, I used to rest my head against your chest.

Feeling your heart beat with mine, thought you last the test of time.

Guess that's only in the movies, so I'll jump on the band wagon and

join the groupies. Jester's jest, joker's joke, poser's pose,

hears to you, tombstone rose.

I stand in this place of peace among the deceased, of relationships

that have caused me to release this beast. Feeling a sense of

sadness and dismay, I want tommorrow to come fast, and for 

today to go away. I'll stand firm fast and ready to exit my 

exsistence, I'll get on my knees and pray, look, here's my penence. 

Fear, guilt, and ignorance. Let me not forget my innocense, 

I'll burnsome incense. Smells good, tickles my nose, 

hears to you, tombstone rose. 

Isn't this rain fitting, and I'm confused sitting... among the dead,

I'll make my bed... and sleep in it, count sheep, never heard you weep.

Sad eyes. Passer by's. Long goodbyes. Annoying maggats and flies.

With out you, I'm always a shade of blue. My feelings for you were true.

Your's were false, check my paulse, flat–lining, bad timing... to be 

walking away, God I wish you would stay. What was I, innocent prey... 

You should pray, for your darken soul, heart built like a blackhole.

Get ready, hurts coming, love's door is about to close, 

hears to you, tombstone rose.

They say good guys finish last... Not this one, now I'm in your past.

Then you'll sit and thirst, feeling and realizing you should have put

me first. But too late now, I've already disbursted, hated, 

jeered and cursed. Your fault, the reason my love for you is locked in 

this vault. Sealed with a bolt, from God's right hand trigger man. 

His will, I cannot stand... Now is the time... to bury this heart felt

crime, now cover it with dirt and lyme. Never to be opened or unlocked,

his will is painful, felt like I just got clocked, three painful blows to

the mind, heart and soul. I believe now that his son arose, oh, 

bye the way, here's to you tombstone rose.

I'll pick up the pieces, after your demise, and when my love for 

you ceases. Your soft hazel green eyes, your words were riddled

with lies. Noise pollution, no resoloution, I want to start a revoloution, 

but for what our relationship had no evoloution, most of the time it was 

in slow motion. Lying and causing commotion,you had a lack 

of emotion. Cruise control feel my passion, look, I'm still lasting, 

but fading fast, casting, a hook with no bait. All I feel for you is hate, 

guess that fate,and that's the way love goes, 

I love you still, tombstone rose..."

Uncharted Defences

I dreamt of rose coloured windows and fancy fences, To tell

the truth I couldn't understand the rules of society's defences.

To protect the killers of men and hurt the unborn, the world has got me craized, and I feeling torn. Torn between liberation and freedom, but to the guilty go unpunished? Do the marters get jeered? Does the giving hand always get cut off? Or is this my hiccup or annoying cough.

Or am I the minority, am I the one that's twisted and confused

with the governing society. I'll paint you a picture of life's unjust,

and talk about killing and destroy your trust.

But then I see your inner being that's programed like DOS.

Perfect and simple are you, so I get on my knees and reach for the cross.

To see like you do with good always in your sights,

I swear to God when I die I want you to recite my last rights.

So as long as your in this world you have me believing, and when

I get down and low I'll call upon you cause now I'm seeing, that 

love is true in some places and where it's most is in your many faces.

Yesterday's Fainted Scents

Eye's are persuded to look upon such beauty, I thank God for such

a gift to be blessed with as sight. If her and only her I wish to possess

as a phoenix feather. Ears to hear her laughter as one with

such a voice that of angelic values.

To feel with heart and not able to touch, is to be as though frozen

in a moment of time and space that like the sun has stopped and the

stars reflect envy and jealously towards her beauty.

Oh, to be gifted with a quill and ink well is to recall time on laughter

and countless tears, when for that moment is gone it is

like a shooting star has burst my bubble.

To be in her arms is to be caught in an hour glass, but the only 

thing that has become are broken memories of a once strong and 

powerful love, unbroken by time nor deceased by man's word. 

Only God knows what fall brings to the broken hearted. For all I 

see now is barren tree's and empty eyes staring back at me through 

broken memories and fainted scents of a once so called romance. 

To kill the pain is to lose thyself to anger and indulgence

in one's poor habits in reflection to things still not as

important as kind words from her lips.

Will this love go unchanged by certain events that

cannot be changed by the hand or the spoken word, but by the

heart true in love as well as in hate. 

Blink

Long nights, silent mornings and still afternoons. My love is held

prisoner to an abandon cell. Love's curse as forsaken me to live happily.

Words with no music, lines with no actor and a hero with no prize. 

Where have the days of laughter gone, where is my smile in the 

morning and my kiss before sleep.

Time spent just watching her dream, hours lost to hear her breath.

That smile that could make my tears wait in agony to be set free.

Days filled with joy and good tidings for summer has awakend in her 

hazel green eyes. Yet I blink everything goes dark, I am cold as a 

single leaf left upon a maple in mid winter. 

Long nights, silent mornings and still afternoons makes my 

temperment bitter as tainted honey. Colours are gray and shaded, 

skys are dark, and the moon morns for a new day as 

arisen on sad eyes and an empty soul. 

Souls once filled with adventure and spirit that angels envyed 

my love for life. Distant clouds have moved in and the storm has set 

it's stage. So let the thunder of anger be unleashed, come on and let 

the lightning strike with words so harsh and foul. Let wrath 

and blood pressure take all that's decent, love's riddle is only 

solved with a bitter broken heart.

And let my def cries fall on long nights, let my heart break upon

silent mornings, and let me be fortune's fool on still afternoons.

Blink.  Blink.   Awake...

Chaos Amongst the Sheets

Turning twisting are these sheets as lovers embrace for the last time, 

for fall has arrived on spanish eyes and long kisses. 

Pillow talk brings to wide open stares on female curves so perfect you 

could swear God took more time on creating her. Lips so full and skin 

so soft you feel as though you should pinch yourself to check if your not

dreaming of an angel, in these times when chaos is amongst the sheets.

Time seems to tick faster bringing day to night and back again. 

The good times shared that night fade to golden memories stored 

in your head for the days without her. When you can look back and 

remember when chaos was amongst the sheets.

We simple few who are granted love from the heavens above are 

blessed with such good tidings that we await our lovers call from 

moning till night when there's that one chance of a lovers rapture 

that keeps us sane and keeps... chaos amongst our sheets. 

So anun good friends, for time is late and the sandman comes to 

visit as though it were fate. For lying alone has you scenting her 

smell and longing her warmth. And as tears role down thy face 

and your heart drums out steading beats when alast you wait 

one more time for Chaos amongst the sheets.

Absent

Absent are you like the rain for hot days and brown lawns. 

Absent are you like a snowman from a frozen landscape. 

Absent are you from nights that won't end 

and days of yesterday I can't let go.

Absent is me, by your side. 

I long for happiness from this depressed soul who 

longed for nothing more then a caring glance from eyes so spirited.

Absent are you like a mother to a new born. 

Absent are you like music to an opera. 

Absent are you from days filled with dreams shared by both of us.

Absent is me, from my life, cause of you.

I feel as though this is an on going nightmare, 

a dark day, but for no reason. A new life, with no meaning. 

A new start for and old story.

Absent are you like the stars for a clear night. 

Absent are you like a bride from a groom on 

a fall day. Absent is me, who longs for you. 

Like an old horse longs for one last gallop 

upon green fields. 

Absent is me, saying I love you.

It was you and only you God only knows

 where the road will end for me. But I pray for that

 day to be with you one more time.

Absents from your glances, Absent from your 

I love you's, said under your breath from a 

distance. Absent is your laugh from happy eyes. 

Absent from the sunsets we cast ours dreams upon...

Absent is me, without you. 

Almost Goodbye

How do you do it?

How do make me see differently?

How do you drive me? 

How do you do it?

I don't want too, but I have too.

I can't breath around you anymore.

I can't feel my feet, or think around you.

I'm torn by what needs to happen.

I want to stay, but I can't.

I want to fall in love with you.

I want to watch you sleep, and make you smile.

But I can't fulfill the promise you told yourself.

You'll never see me as you once saw them.

I am not a void filler, I am not just a season.

I am a man curse to fall fast and true in every aspect.

I could fly to the moon and back again.

I'm not a goal setter, I'm a goal acheiver.

I know to much to hold on to not enough.

Spirit driver, soul maker, heart breaker.

You with simple words, deep speech.

An earthly angel, that hears 

music not just listens to it.

No need to runaway, for I'm walking away.

My season with you is at it's end.

I take with me more then I ever need.

I have pictures and memories that are all good.

I can't suffer another drifting soul mate.

I can't watch as my world falls with broken words.

You always got me, you could always see through me.

Did you see this? Deep down you hinted. Deep down

I knew you were just to good to be forever. 

If they bottled you, it would be called

Love's last breath, need only take a wift

and be healed. Be cured from your insecurities.

Thank you.  

I know this seems sad, and devastating.

I know this comes from left field.

I know you feel for me. I know you can't let go.

Too a past you wish you still had.

They say we can't choose who we fall in love with.

Well I did, and the days, hours and moments spent together.

I will cherrish forever, but I know this was coming and it breaks my 

heart to do this but, some how you will overcome.

You always will. You will always be for me.

Thank you for just being. I love you, forever.