Loss (2007)

I wrote this in 2007. I wasn't even experiencing a heartbreak at the time. That's so odd.

i feel perfectly fine right now, i just stumbled upon this on myspace, of all places

Loss

Is falling fast, trying to catch her
knowing you're mad but guilt consumes you
a dreadful longing, forever a murmur
you know you love her,
but you can't help but hurt her
A years long story running out of ink,
the last few words written with tears
the book slams shut but the heart wide open
you'll close your eyes for everyone but her
and you'll read the book between the lines
the book maybe closed, but the story continues

all entangled vines should end in something meaningful.


i'm really struggling with nothing more than finding a definition for what i am, these days. everything else is falling neatly into place for me. it just seems like all of these things in my life have nothing to do with me as well.

 it's been that way for years.

Smile Translator

The sunrise is not so distant
The words are hard to read, but still remain:

Happiness isn’t born from an instant

Mellow sky drapes over like a blanket,
The sun is gone, yet the warmth remains
Rise again tomorrow, to spell it out
You shown the world no sorrow,
So you should never doubt

Smile, sunset
you haven’t fallen yet

The moon will weep in your wake,
Tears of joy, while you yet stay
The fall translated into birth,
and beauty was born not a second late

Smile, translator
You’ll rise again later

I dream of days that never stay,
and words i'm glad i'll never say
happiness is in the sunrise
there's beauty where the sun dies.

clutch and hold tightly,
the sun never waivers;
he is bold and mighty

blessing is being untied
from her starry mantle
wading through the sea
in the endless scandal

i rest with her,
and rise with you
to end with her,
and find my true

love, come later
i'll perceive the sky
as a facilitator

for my own consideration (repost)

Careful Cuts
She Swallowed Stars
When It Rains, It Pours
Vital Signs
A Rational Fear Of Heights
Knights and Weak Ends
Compounds
Drown Ing
& black & white & grey
The Dead Of Night
Frostbite
Statuesque
Crying Wolf
Disappearing Ax
Discipline

Statuesque

time for you to get some rest,
know a little distance from your death
i know you need to catch your breath
you have to salvage whatever's left

your eyes are like diamonds,
glassed over and light-less
shattered to pieces, you're falling
into the sky, you're statuesque

your skin is pearlescent,
white and lifeless
sinking into the depths,
scattered among the rest

you were watching and waiting,
it's burned into your eyes
this is what it's like
to watch a person die

not a word of restraint,
you're a flint against the tide
blue now, in the ocean
you really should have spoken

now she is statuesque,
bruised and broken