NoVacancy

There's a room in my heart

It's the room that you made

I was ready to move forward

But then you dug in your blade

You carved out enough space

Enough for you to lay your head

I guess you'll stay there forever

Make yourself comfortable on a blood-pumping bed

I would like to evict you from my cavity

The eminent abode you perceive

You are shattering my walls

But I could never let you leave

You are infecting my soul

I'll just let life run its course

I will eventually bleed out

But that room is always yours

HelpingHand

I'm quietly confused

Either I'm being loved veritably

Or I am being used

Why use me?

Aren't I something worth keeping?

Someone full of the moments?

Anything here you are seeking?

I guess not

I'm just dangling on strings

Dancing around your feet

Just waiting for what next time brings

Why am I doing this?

Don't you want to be free?

Away from this pattern you're stuck in?

Wouldn't you like to cross that wretched sea?

I'm on the other side

I'm shadowed by your ache

The darkened shadow, you falter

It's pulling you under the wake

Will you ever resurface?

Are you gonna give up hope?

Why insist on drowning?

Don't you see me throwing you my rope?

I could never let you sink

CrushMe

There's a time and place

To crush me.

Please at this time

Don't crush me

Hold up my throat 

With revisions of the future.

Crushing is inevitably a descent

To nothing more than pitiful

Live the life once loved.

Try to breathe 

The breaths once took

And now try for more

Lay down your arms.

Show at the slightest

A discrete mercy undertaking

But no, show nothing

Climb climb climb 

But I could never reach the top

Not with the strings of my master.

Fake my motions

Quench my thirst

Only to not fill me up.

Hold your words

But keep me spewing

What absorbed me intently.

What held me from breaking

Like pieces played young

Like the ones you crumbled

Untamed eyes engulfed

By this violent river.

Starting the flow's rapid stream

But only to always return merciless

Complete my dissatisfaction

At the sight of your being.

Don't rush from this silence
Now I wait for it...

Crush me

Coldness.

So quick to move on 

Like a nothingness inside

Keep me holding on for a feeling

Keep me hoping for it to subside

Swallow away the memories

As if they weren't even real

Calling out your name in my sleep

Calling out for your skin to feel

Losing all is dying

Like chivalry once knew

Love is a never ending reality

Love is a trench of a crushing dark blue

Peace will not devour me

As man so destructively knows

Coldness, I will be waiting

Coldness, you're my wind that never blows

PaintingColors

Shackles bind me

Ropes tied around me

A prisoner I'm imprisoned

I'm dressed in a dark crimson

I can try and speak

But no one would listen

My mind's my jail cell

Guarded by the memories

My thoughts a hell's mail

I shiver as it remedies

I fear I'm being afraid

I fear to color life a brighter shade

Scared that it's too fake

So I grab my dark stencil, my mistake

I paint my painting

My life's drawing in dim colors

This is how I see it and I'm fading...

At least I'm truthful unlike the others

The others' a fake masking of bright blue and bright yellow

They will soon drown in their ink

Smothering suffocation with the liars pillow

One day they'll reach the brink

Then I'll splash them in black.

PaintingColors2

I was being brushed in new colors

I felt brighter than the others

Now I've been dipped in a new shade

A dark shade, a dim shade, I fade

Fading soon, I'll be a new painting in the hall

The one that goes unnoticed nailed high on the wall

One day you will notice me though

Once your favorite paintings sold, I'll show

Release me from off that rusted nail

Brush me with shining colors, this painting is not for sale

Waiting...

The next step I take

Hurrying to cross the next line

Pulling myself up

Getting higher and higher I climb

Reaching new climates

Obtaining new heights

Now ready to set sail

Ready for new cites, new people, bright lights

So here I am waiting

When will it be my turn

I'll be valiant and trusting

I will go, do, And learn

I shall be blessed in my doings

Earning my stripes

And when I come back

I can say, "I saw the highest heights."

"I stood on the tops of great mountains,

Overwhelmed by the wonder,

Delivered many from evil,

Brought them high, high from down under."

But I am presently a candidate

Simply a molding of clay

Waiting for my time to come

Waiting to be on my way.:)

Chance

Wanting the broken soul

The soul seems of distant eternity

It will never come around

I could never come around

Not anymore, not like this

Hold to what I know

Keep to the basics

There's a lot it'll let go

Not much to make of this

So...

Crush crush crush

Slowly split my ends

I could never come around

No no not like this

Faceless truth

Punch my gut

But no stab my chest

I will stick to this reality

And I will stand for nothing less

But hey, thanks for the chance...

TooUnknown

Remarkably remarkable

A glowing Glow

From the darkened shadows I'd roam

I'd roam for a chance to be alone

Alone for a chance to keep unknown

I see the Glow by day

And by day I want to want and I want to stay

For now the heart for the Glow has grown and grown

My mind enters light, no longer wanting the unknown

It is what I'd like to desire

But it is hung up high, high on a high wire

It's happy sparkle crinkles my eyes

Enlightens my spirit and turns my insides

I turn and turn only to turn some more

So much I about scream for this heart-filled cup to pour

If poured it could put me back, hidden to hide to not show

If poured it perhaps may brighten the shine of the glowing Glow

But here I'll stand to stand, still a bit too unknown...

TheCrumpler

She walked like sunshine

Talked with grace

She fled to be not mine

Left a scar on my face

Cut the core

With her bitter knife

Held down my love

And took its life

On a good day

My skies seem clear

Before I know it

Dark clouds will appear

Take out my clean sheet

When life takes a stumble

She will silence my painting

Snatch it and crumple