Ashes to ashes 

Ashes…Fill my lungs, burn my tongue 

Fire…

Engulf the memories I thought I had.

Ashes to ashes 

Wave to wave 

Light those cities around me

Fear…

You and I, left unremembered 

The sun explodes and fades away

Ashes…

Turn me to dust, light to darkness 

And I’m stranded in the unknown

Ashes to ashes

The sound echoes 

No, I can’t stay in this vertigo 

Hold your breath as I vanish 

Time…

Day and night, light fades 

The twilight burns

Ashes to ashes 

Just like you and I 

A thought from my darkest memory 

Shadows…

Consume my soul and forget me

Let me fall. Crash and burn 

Chains…

I’m jaded. I’m broken

I vanish and disappear 

Ashes to ashes 

Hold me and turn me to dust 

Your hand in mine is all that is left 

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Beautiful Poetry

“Write me beautiful poetry” she askedOne more time. The flowers in her hair, oh how they touch her beautiful hair. The smile in her eyes twinkle and pierce through a lifetime of sadness Urging it away. And she wonders if 

I still miss her when she’s gone. 

She questions how her laughter lives

With me at night when her breathing slows and her lips part. She still asks if she’s worthy of the poetry she embroiders with her embrace not knowing I question my existence without her. And she does not know, that I’m just a man with no soul without hers. 

I’m just an empty vessel without her childish laughter filling my lungs.

 She’s still not sure of how precious she is when the waves silence, and the moonbeams melt away in the darkened nights. And when the sun comes out, she asks me one more time to write her beautiful poetry not knowing that she is my poetry. Forever. A poem

Bruises, eternally 

Why don’t we cover the bruises we paint on each other 

and build a fortress around our hearts?

Why don’t you and I get matching tattoos

and run across the empty haunted town

where We died last night when we crushed each other’s dreams.

 Let me write you a haiku that ends with nothing but our blood on paper 

while you write me a satire

that can never make sense. 

I believed in you,

but never in the dreams we built. 

Our hearts, side by side but never intertwined. 

We build the dreams, but never the reality. How can we be so disconnected? 

My heart is deserted.

The colours have left and I willingly keep them out of my soul. 

I know I turned your dreams into bruises.

I know I brought nothing but dreamless sleepless nights. 

Clouds, all black and grey. 

We fall in love and out of it everyday. 

We get matching tattoos of green and purple. Everyday. All the time. Eternally. 

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every time your smell lingers onMy soul I peel off my skin and try to forget you, but I can’t. 

My skin is scarred by all the

Memories you left behind. My face 

Is scarred by all the tears I cried 

And it’s never enough. It’s all shades of black and blue. All battered, all broken. All memories of darkness and holes. All is nothing, all is no one.

And I am left behind with your skin itched in the depths of my memory. All laughter. All evil. All blood and bones. Skin on skin and I can’t not peel it all off. All bruised, all sore 

And it’s still there in my mind. How your skin feels upon mine. All fire, all boils. All black and red and I’m left with nothing but soot. Nothing but ash. Nothing but flesh and veins. Soulless, skinless..