Today

I don't think I will ever see your face again
The last goodbye you uttered is your final word to me
Let us be honest, this is the end
So, I will acquiesce...and just let you be

But I ask you kindly, please
During this epoch, don't come knocking at my door
I am preparing to take these emotions, the one's for you, and freeze
Take this relationship, tuck it up tightly, while vanquishing it to the bottom drawer

Never to be seen again
United by one moon, yet we are billions of stars away
As a result, my fragile heart has become more confined and enchained
Today is/was the last time we will speak, and that day was today

Wounded

Accompanied by a wounded heart
And a wounded soul
Today I have broached a new start
Yet the past has taken its toll

Bottomless treasure trove
Or an empty beauty
A life packed up and unable to use the stove
I must learn to discard the high-brow, and displace the connotation of moody

Together we are out of tune
Heathered by gravity
No longer will there be you and me
I'll get better; eradicate all of my depravity.....How about you?

Injected

At times, I wish I could scratch away my malignancy
And now your number is disconnected
As far as I run, I can not escape delinquency
Consequently, I detest the veins I injected

Curl up into a ball and hide
Escape from this evolutionary demise
Good and evil, in my life, have surely collided
All you see and hear are my gut wrenching cries

Cold like an Eastern European languish
And, surely, I prefer isolation
Truly, I want to eradicate this mental anguish
And, I pine to see divinity within reincarnation

Tell your family I say hello
I know I have crossed the line and gone below
They recommend I hang in tightly, and go with the flow
Subsequently, will I thwart or grow?

Aqua Socks

Who the fuck gets aqua socks
Riddled by a luminous mess
So, grab a hold and take stock
How could I ever achieve less?

You really don't want to know where I go
I tend to venture into the left corner of my mind
Sure, as much as I try, I'm not your average Joe
Nor am I part of the archetypal design

Eradicate this red feeling
Stop my self inflicted hostility
I believe it is now time for me to start healing
I must attempt to make this cold world softer, and create, for myself, some viability

Make Things Right

Joy, apparently is in the air
And yet I still feel imprisoned by these walls
Thus, I've learned life isn't fair
I think people like to watch me as I fall

I now feel odd in your surroundings
And regardless of Christmas, you still feel distant
All the while the zealots in my head are perpetually pounding
I must conclude...I'm fed up with your act of resistance

You trick me into thinking I am beautiful, even though I am not
Despite, I enjoy holding you so tight
My past waivers, and to both of us it takes a piece of us and rots
I wish I could just hold you, and make things right

The wind slowly creeps up, and sends shivers down my back
All in the world is false
I attempt to adorn a parka, but the world seems black
All the while visibility denotes my faults

Guilt beckons me as you laugh
So, cough up validity of the day
Feel the golden wrath
And I wish I wore death upon me, so I couldn't see gray

Are you a kind soldier or a beast?
Your silver juxtaposes me nicely
I know I have not established myself as deceased
Thus, just cut me off inevitably so concisely

Dart

Must I lock the door
And keep you far away
I feel as though I have become a chore
And know, everyone is alone I must convey

Stop trying to make me laugh
I'm just a fraction of a whole
Thus, please don't speak on my behalf
I have become an individual you can not seem to control

It suffers me to cherish you
....That is the truth
Stop using your spectacles to view
And I know how I am so uncouth

I tend to have cold hands
And, too, perhaps a cold heart
I watch you take a position of erect; as you stand
And as the thunder clamors, I watch you as you dart