mynever85

My heart won't let me quit, but my body can't take much more. I'm running for my life...and for you, searching and praying to find an open door. "Where is she?" I panicked. I could truly feel that life was on the line. "Where is who?"  A man asked, Trembling I replied," She is special...but she isn't mine." He said with unconcern, "She's in there." It hurt me to see that he didn't really care . I ran faster than my thoughts could travel, into a darkness that no heart could bear. I reached the end of the darkness, into a cave...lit to show me what's really there. As I approached the edge of a cliff, far across I saw light emanating from he

Lives will come, and they will go. I pray, but time won't stand still. You gracefully touched my brittle soul, Draining my heart of suicidal will. An overwhelming thirst for pleasure, Your smile made me think twice. Who dare resist your scent of seduction... Who could measure beauty that has no earthly price? What do you see when you look in the mirror? Only God can see what's in your heart. You refuse to let me possess your innocence, A blinding light strangled by beautiful darkness...that no angel could pull apart. Have you ever really been touched? Can you feel the difference between life and your heart? You alone have to escape this da

The mind knows what your eyes have seen. The heart can feel when you've been touched. Who would dare question a soul's passion... while being prisoner to a pain that I need so much. I can't repair what no longer exists, or revive an innocence that was carelessly destroyed. You lived a lie within my deepest dreams, and disfigured my heart with distorted promises of joy. Lured further and further from consciousness, I pursued a lie that kept calling my name. Never did I feel the need to awaken, until my eyes had seen the inundation of my heart in pain. A deceptive amalgam of the senses has redefined what I am inside. I have become an unneces

Days and nights are becoming years, as a life turns to dust. A happiness unspent…and yet withering away, in a world of violated trust. You have chosen your very path, while you were standing in your own way. Deny the heart that died to save you, Keep holding the hand of this world…as it slowly fades away. You knew all along, That what existed between us would soon die. I am damaged in ways that I can’t express, As hopelessness sets in each day…I can't help but cry. Your life becomes more and more crucial, We are both running out of time. I don’t know the exact hour or day, But you will have to answer for yo

You’re no longer confined, turn your back toward the darkness, and just walk away… from a world that doesn’t care if you leave or stay. What is it that you are afraid of? I am standing right here, and I will wait for you, don’t make our love seem so unreal. How else are my wounds supposed to heal? I’ve endured more than I’d like to remember, but I’m not afraid to take my share of the pain.   My greatest fear is that…I might lose you. Existing without you is something that I refuse to do. So you tell me that you’ve missed me so much, and that I’m such an amazing man. Why must yo

Can you feel me pressed against the window? Let me help you break through the glass. Not having you is more than I can bear. Please open your consciousness and let me trespass. This torture has taken so much from me, But I still have everything to gain. Look above you…can’t you see the sky getting darker? I refuse to watch helplessly as you drown in the apocalyptic rain. Please don’t get angry with me, And don’t tell me not to care. I fear for your safety more than my own life. Please don’t side against me…we’ll both lose a fight that we know was never fair. You asked me for the reason why we fee

The words simply do not exist, to define a forbidden love so true . An utterance from my bleeding heart, to personify the terror that won’t let me live without you. An over-stimulation of the senses… my desire to caress you is still so strong. Emotions that I alone am unable to control, my heart is overflowing…how could this be wrong? It’s not a shameless addiction, but my heart yearning for our flesh to become one. Two souls enamored without even trying… we both found the answer before there was ever any question. That familiar pounding in my chest, The anticipation of how you taste. I am overwhelmed when

The truth is like a mirror, it reveals who we really are inside. Sometimes I think about changing my name, but that won’t bring back the part of me that has died. What is it going to take? I can’t seem to live without… A gift was given and then taken away; alone I drowned in your sea of doubt. What I wanted in life, transcended anything that we could touch or see. My heart was sold for nothing…to no one, I still can’t believe that this happened to me. To know how much I loved her, Is to know how far I will fall. What could I hope for… when I have already found and lost it all? To justify your selfish

Blessed are the beautiful… …those physically gratifying to the mindless eye. A tangible mark proven to waste away, but held to the highest exaltation…even for some a reason to die. The selfish and the shallow…line up in pairs, while the honest and broken-hearted wander alone. I'll never know exactly what you were looking for, but keep searching and you'll find a heart as lost as your own. It's not an affliction, but an existence that has become a curse. To be undesired and forgetten, someone tell me…what could possibly be worse? To become the bane of my very being, left with no grasp on the concept of ho

The path of most resistance, I can't seem to find my way through. Unable to see the light of day, but still somehow able to recognize the truth. Guided by disorientation, I'm too weak to fight against the currents of my distress. A closed heart with open wounds… so many voids…never to be addressed. Everyone reach for the stars, and don't even bother looking down. Below the depths of self shame, is a plague of masochism that has become my psychological ground. I hate the beast that is the world we live in, and it doesn't care who I am inside. But there are a few who go against the crowd; my defiled soul doesn't deserve