Bondage
Everytime You held me close
i swear i couldn't breathe,
For constant fear of waking up
From this once-in-a-lifetime dream.
The instant i looked into Your soul
i was changed.
Now You're my only hope of true love
In the empty depths of life's game.
The moment You sang with me
i knew i was Yours forever;
Your kiss turns me inside out
But Your love keeps me together.
i've stripped away everything
And left You only with me.
Only You can unlock these invisible chains,
Without You, i have lost the key.
Please do not forsake me here-
For feeling Your touch, i awoke from endless sleep;
So i'm living in bondage now
Until You accept that i'm Yours to keep.
Addiction
Like nicotene gnawing at my veins, your presence eats away at my sanity.
Your smile caresses my whole being, and blood rages through my body with the touch of your skin.
Like silk against a brick wall, I will mold myself into you.
I feel the sweat beading on my neck, and it offers an escape from this pressure.
Your closeness is grinding at my insides, and I ache to quench my addiction.
The familiar intensity of your kiss holds me in this neurotic trance.
The burning desire cuts through my heart like a dull blade ripping flesh.
And my blood dripping from it is slow and unsuppressed, alienating me from my mind.
Your soul is my addiction; I cannot pull myself from it.
This unyielding want seeps from my pores, permeating my existence.
My fear offers no escape from this timultuous journey.
This secret love affair between our souls invigorates my strength beyond all madness,
But your cool, collectedness inveterates my skin like hot liquid, drowning my hopeful heart.
I will forever cling to this passive seduction among inspired and tormented, plastic silhouettes.
Misunderstood
Like a smoking flame, my love for you is still smoldering.
Basking in the wonder of this secret garden, I find myself feeling incomplete.
Being here without you is making the secret garden a perversion.
Standing in the middle of a palladium of thoughts, I am agonizing over my imagination.
So full, yet never believing even in my less than real existence.
Between intertwining ghostly thoughts, my heart hides from itself.
A deathly blue sky permeates fleeting clouds, and I long for something more.
The mystery of love plays its temptress tricks on my mind and a myriad of bitter bullets penetrate my soul.
The words that I whisper in my heart, explode onto pages where inevitable misunderstanding blots out my life.
I feel captivated by your innuendo personality.
In moments of strength when you expose the splendor of your existence, I'm finding the depths of our souls are alike.
The sun now lighting up this hollow, wide-open chamber, makes me want to be better; to break free from the pain of the temptress' rules.
Like a devious aroma, she pierces through, seducing all in her path.
And like a velvet blade cutting into her victims, they become immune to her ways and she feasts on their naivete once again.
Being sucked into this deceitful vacuum, I look again at the sky and replay memories of you once more.
Volition
Standing on the edge of my destiny;
Fate gouging my heart out of my chest,
My choices laid before me,
How can I put my soul to rest?
I've tried not to love you,
Because I knew all I could lose,
But my heart's been carried away now,
This flame has lit a fuse.
I can't breathe when you're near me,
And I know it's all my fault.
I've left my feelings unguarded,
And my commitments for naught.
If I jump into this rushing deep water
I know I can never come back.
This is my ascertaining moment of eternity.
How can I make this choice, while keeping my sanity in tact.
Will I languish in this prison
Or dare to crush the tender walls of obligation...
If I surrender this life,
I have no assurance in my final destination.
No one knows my struggle yet,
Or how the noose is cinching.
I find it hard to hide my soul from you,
And dread the fear of your rejecting.
All in all, I'll sit and wait,
Clinging to this abeyance,
That somehow, somewhere this choice will be made,
And I can finally find my abandoned solace.
Rain
The lost generation.
They put us in this maze.
Too many directions.
And only so many days
To look upon the face of salvation
And make our way through the haze.
Sorrow raining down on me
Raining tears
Tears fall down like rain.
The angels cry for this world.
So lost and hopeless;
Led astray.
Their eyes are dark
And empty.
Yet in all our silence,
The rainstorm rages on me.
Sorrow raining down on me
Raining tears
Tears fall down like rain.
I cry for you.
I'm just a face without a name.
And no chance of ever reaching you.
Like touching stars
Or trying to stop the rain.
You're my one glimpse of light
In this lonely world of pain.
Sorrow raining down on me
Raining tears
Tears fall down like rain.
I still cry for you.
I went to a field
And made a halo of daisies.
They were almost perfect,
But soon they wilted like crazy.
The ground and my heart are soaked
Both from the rain lately.
Sorrow raining down on me
Raining tears
Tears fall down like rain.
The angels cry for the world
And I cry for you.
Torment 1
Feeling each other, yet alone.
Seeing words.
Seeing through the heart.
Touching the soul.
Hearing the desperate words.
Yet distance is reality.
Desire consuming each other...
Yet the glass wall of distance,
Doesn't fall.
Seeing, but not looking.
Numb, feelingless stares.
Lost in the depths of mindless thoughts.
Reaching...Yearning...
Having all but togetherness.
Fiery love, consuming the hearts.
Intense, burning desire to feel love...
Yet the imaginary glass wall stands.
Destiny builds up inside the minds
And souls...the pressure...the intense want...but nothing.
Tormented by their dreams
And killed by their reality.
The lovers can only live fake lives together...
Knowing each other completely, yet strangers.
And still the wall stands.
Glass Hearts
She lays in a bed of roses.
Her porcelain skin shows up against the red.
Every thorn pierces her body, but she feels nothing.
Staring into an endless oblivion.
She picks a rose.
As she kisses the petals, they turn to blood on her lips.
She beholds hearts of glass.
Her eyes gleaming an insane blue.
She lies, smiling.
A young man comes by, kisses her bloody lips...
She possesses him with her eyes...
Then, on the brink of insanity, she drops his heart...
The glass shatters his soul...
She drinks in his soul through her eyes.
He belongs to her...
He becomes her...
She thirsts for life no more.
His broken heart cuts him...
He bleeds...
She touches him...
He becomes a lily covered in her blood...
She holds the lily between fragile hands.
She closes her eyes and awaits her next victim...
Paper Dolls
I hear your voice,
See your image.
Though you're looking at me,
You'll never really see.
To me, your eyes are empty.
Your flesh fake.
I cannot be real to you
And you'll only be paper to me.
Everyone tells me their lies,
Their made-up jealous accusations.
But I know the truth, and see through it all.
Yes, somehow I will make you real in my eyes.
Still, you're only a picture on my wall,
And the blank stares I get,
As you gaze upon me everyday,
They have no meaning at all.
Oh...Someday I'll be one, and you'll be real to me...