theasian231

When shadows of the past return, The present and the future burn. And in that light, all that is seen, Is how we wished things could have been. The poisoned roots we once thought gone, Awake as all the pain respawns. A blight upon our newfound growth, That makes us question every oath. The dreams return, the memories thrive, What we thought dead, again alive. The ghosts we tried to put to rest, Return as all our sins confessed. And when we lose the path we set, Wager more than we should bet, What light is there to lead us back? To guide us to get back on track? Is it hate of how things were, Or love of things that since occurred? Is it fear t

As I looked up into the sky, I asked the Moon to let me die. "God and Goddess set me free From broken heart, by Hanging Tree." Those prayers, unspoken, went unheard, And gods ignored my mortal words. Instead, they cursed me, so I thought, To go on living as I rot. My broken body, shackled mind Sought what it could never find. For peace within and no more scars, I searched the vast and chilly stars. Yet no salvation or remorse Was what I found along my course, And so I chose to be the same; Cold and dark, devoid of flame. The gaping hole within my chest, Beating hollow without rest, I tried to fill and bury deep With and in eternal sleep. But

Bah Bah, Black Sheep, It's time to pay the toll. Hansel's a junkie And Gretel's lost her soul. Peter, Peter Pumpkin eater Binges; never full. Jack-Be-Nimble's turning tricks On the street he trolls. Humpty Dumpty can't feel much; He's filled his cracks with crack, And all the King's nurses and all the King's men Couldn't bring Humpty back. Hanging from the beanstalk On a noose of vines is Jack. His Golden Goose had long been cooked; Beheaded right out back. The Big Bad Wolf's a floor mat And his teeth adorn the neck Of Little Red, who's not so little In terms of being a wreck. Jack got Jill Up On the Hill To fetch a pail of pills, But Jack l

What happened? What happened to us? What happened to those desperate phone calls at 3 AM? What happened to the locked doors between us that we smashed into a thousand pieces? What happened to the endless clouds of cigarette smoke as we talked for hours on the balcony? What happened to the dark and horrible secrets we entrusted only to each other, terrified of what the world would think if they knew our awful truths? What happened to that invincible warrior that nothing and no one could defeat? What happened to that frightened and lonely child within him, whose tears I let freely soak my shoulders and my soul? What happened to those arms, so

Trapped between Heaven and salvation; An endless purgatory of smoke and hollow moments of ecstasy. I long to be the eunuch again. Yet I long to be myself again. I see him.  Me.  Waiting. Stretching his arms out towards mine, Screaming, "Don't stop now!" But Heaven screams in my bones, my blood, "Come back!  Just once more!" "It will be different this time!" Different. I'll be smart about it this time. I'll be careful this time. I won't lose myself in Heaven again. Like I did every time before. I want to go back.  I want to move forward. I want to be anywhere but here. Everything hurts, even pleasure. I don't know how to reach me. I don't r

Paralyzed by a ghost, now four years dead. Trapped in a time between then and now. Replaying every memory, grasping every thread. Searching every scrap for one answer: How? I buried the shackle that bound me to you; The one that I was once so proud to wear. I've tried to replace it with something new, But nothing worked and my wrist is now bare. I have watched from a distance and kept my vow, As you broke yours and made another. I try to be happy for the life you have now, Through these tears and rage that I've had to smother. I don't know how it is that I arrived here, Laying alone in the bed that we once shared. And while it may seem the

The King who sits upon his throne, Yet has no land to call his own, Must bow before the fiery might, Of she who's blinded him from sight. The Queen who lays with him to bed, It's she who holds the crown instead. Through cunning, quick and cobalt eyes, She plans her victory and rise. The Jester in the castle halls, Who watches as the kingdom falls, Speaks no more what's on his mind, And to this fate he's now resigned. See the fortress quake and crack, As from within she springs attack. And he who saw this scourge approach, Is silent still in his reproach. The King, she now has put to death, She has no need of her Macbeth. And

I know the loyal dog who waits, Its eyes ever on the door. Whose master cannot understand, How much he himself the beast adores. I know the rippling ocean tides, Who rise and fall and crash, At every whim the Moon sets forth. It's for her that he does thrash. I know the widow sitting there, Upon the misty morning piers, As if her mate can still be seen, Though he's been lost for years. I know the stone beneath the mountain, Who bears an awful load, And yet will stay and chip away. For his duty, he errodes. I know them all; the hopeless ones, Whose lives are not their own. I know them for I am them, And together we're alone.

A Summer's night whose words flowed free, Still echoes in my mind. Where hope was given a fleeting chance, And love was chanced to find. The heart says many things the voice should not. A promise made is not a promise kept. But still those words were spoken, And for this truth, my eyes have wept. I recall each ragged, nervous breath, The fear that love defies, And bathing in the bluest ocean, That used to be your eyes. I recall the baited whispers; I can still feel them in my ear, Spouting from the perfect lips, That I once held so dear. Nothing ever lasts in love. You and I were no exception. I lost you to the smoke and fla

The darkness spreads and light is scarce, Beneath the molting trees, A chill before, unheard of, Now threatens all to freeze. The purest blue I've ever seen, That holds me spellbound still, Now turns a cold and stony grey, As innocence is killed. This Fall is one I tried to stop, But couldn't find a way. And now I sit and watch the rain, And beg the sun to stay. Don't forget the warm embrace, Of a simple Summer's breeze, Don't forget the balmy nights, And how love was found with ease. Don't forget the words I spoke, That night we both felt so complete. And don't forget my love for you, That this Fall cannot defeat.