My crystal body shines
Across a black ocean
I live surrounded by my sisters,
Singing as we dance in the darkness
When I am gone will, my life will go on,
But will anyone notice?

Monster child, Monster child
Come for me
Angel child, Angel child
Hide from me
Demon love, Demon love
Eternally be with me
Holy love, Holy love
Please turn away from me
Killer boy, Killer boy
Slit my throat
Savior boy, Savior boy
Save my soul
Tin man, Tin man
Guard my sleeping cage
Old man, Old man
Still my bleeding heart

Tin Monster,
Angel Killer,
Holy Demon,
Old Savior
Master,
Lover,
Stay with me

Small dark room, my prison you be
With shadows and white walls, a wintry cell for me.

Silent tears I have shed,
While my masked face smiled quietly upon reality,
Hiding what my soul could not bare to be seen.

My darkness, my sweet
Hide my place of forbidden sleep.

Nightmares blending into peaceful dreams,
Upon a knifes sharp edge do I balance, against the fall
To one side or the other.

Window, my window, a vessel for my imagination
A blank canvas upon which a tapestry is woven with my paints.

Dark room, my prison yet you be
But still my sanctuary you shall have to hide,
The place where rest comes unbidden, and tears soak slowly into the sheets.

To dream or not to dream
is that ever the question?
To live ones life
by the standard born by reality,
or release oneself to thy fantasies.

What happens when the flow of reality floods your river of dreams
And the despairs of day overshadow the moonlight?
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The tears of life
Fall upon the blade of time, dulling the blade.
Rusting it against the onslaught, it was meant to fight against.
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Cherry steel hearts will shatter in the ice cold that is loneliness,
When the souls forge has been extinguished.
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Can one live
Without all its pieces,
Or will one shatter as surely, as crystal upon stone.
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The storm of passion is the spindle that strengthens weak threads
Winding together two to make one.
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Love is the only true force
In all that exists, from life to death,
For it is the one emotion, that decides all Fates.

Captured angel do not weep your weapon shall soon find the flesh you seek

The sweet symphony, the footfalls of dancers
Move to the tempo of young lovers heartbeats

The concerto of life, falling through the trees
Whistling a lullaby to calm fevered dreams

Rainforest keep safe young innocence
That it may fly free

Kiss me
Before the dream fades away
And the icey demons take
Me away

Hold me tight
Lest I fall away
In the horrid light that is
The day

Touch me softly
That I may feel your pain
Burn me through that I may
Live with you

You are mine
my porcelain doll.
I could use you,
love you,
break you.
You are mine
for all of time.
You are mine,
slit your wrists,
shatter your bones,
ravage your throat,
all of you belongs
to me.
I own you.
Bought you with the lives,
of all who would love you.
Bought you with the blood,
of all who ever dared harm you.
You
are mine,
forever long,
my fledgling, my precious
porcelain doll.

I hold a life withing my hands,
the tiny heart beats against my palms.
I watch two children play,
one sightless the other without sound,
running through a maze of trees along the skys edge.
From my hill i watch them dance,
and think of the future their movements show to me.
Fortold danger,
glimses of bodies,
screams of agony,
and endless white.
I know that path they describe that they draw,
with restless feet.
The angel between my fingers,
breaks free,
moving into the air before me.
I clutch my head, visions threaten
to overwelm, my dwindeling walls.
I run after it,
it can not be free,
it is not ment to be.
It is snatched from the air by a glimmering white hand of ice,
angel voices its protests
at the top of its violent lungs.
It changes within his grasp, scapping and darkening,
transformed harpy dieing in his hands.
My dark one sheds the corpes form his grasp, and holds out hands unstained
by black blood.
He kisses my lips and whispers into them," behold, false beauty that can crush."
He holds me," behold yourself. Truth unveiled and unshadowed.
Even on the brink of sanity."
I whisper," the door calls even now. But not with oblivion, no showing
all that is wrong with this vast world."
He silences me with a kiss.
’What is a world with out the darkness to go with the light?" Asks the girl
with no eyes
as she comes upon us.
"What is a world with nothing to show the passage of time flashing by?
Asks the boy with
no ears.
"There was never any chose, just a deception of the mind, by an endless passage of time." Speaks my lovely opposite boy.
The stars wink out over head and the moon sets.
Sunrise, and shadows pass,
day rise and set.
Moon rises again, all in the blink of an eye.
"Time is an illusion, only given meaning by the events that mark it."

You terrorised my existance,
all the time
you were in my
life,
and now
you are gone.
You treated me like dirt
and made me bleed,
tore the tears from my very eyes
like so many rivers
flooded with
the winter melt.
And yet now, you have faded.
I wished you pain
and oblivion.
And now that you are fallen
I feel no grief,
only guilt
that weighs upon me
like so many stones
bent upon
drowning me.
So many loved you
and but a few held you in contempt,
why can’t you leave me my hate?
Just this one thing, i wish to keep
and not have snatched away,
like so many happy moments
during your time near me were.
Why, with only a short time lived,
why did you have to die?

Anguished bodies,
bright with the flickeriings of creation,
bring light to shadowed pains,
passion screamed to the night.
Hateful truth why must you haunt them?
in the inferno of fire,
blood and tears are burned away,
leaving only knowledge and love.

I want to breathe
inhale purity
thrive on light
pulse with life

I want to dance
fluid motion of body
spiraling hands
twirling feet

I want to scream
joyous exultations
ripping through pathetic thoughts
and quite nothings of the day

I want to sing
with the stars in the sky
the earth beneath my moving feet
and the air that caresses my form

I want to paint
the darkness of eternity
the colors of a rainbow
and flight on silver wings

I will
dream in truths
live in my moments
and uncover the silver lining

I am
a thread in the tapestry of time
a bump along the road
a silent figure in the night

I will be
forever me, never will you change me
watch destruction and creation
and revel in all of it for my life long.