Time

I'm not alive, it's not a life
A living death, another lie.

Mourning mornings with eyelid tattoos,
Sketches of false desire and hope
Sleeping brings torturous dreams
Inescapable.

Solitude, regrets, a wish for things to change
A brand new past, a whole new life
Subtle joys, a mere curiosity of late
The shadows echo into only themselves,
Black water at the bottom of a well

Time proceeds with unending ebb
Flowing into oceans of misfortune
Waves of pace, constant, no relent
Time gathers a growing garden of weeds
Strangling any remaining will
Pulling it below the deceiving surface
Time exists with or without us

Eternal Darkness

Watching brown eyes lie, I cry.
Within my hidden mind, I die.
Without you in my life, I hide.
My butterflies are burned alive.

Saddest notes of joyless cheer
Fill my ears with midnight clear
Clouded black with soul to match
I've become my deepest fear

The crypt and tomb of bloody grim
A vault of falsity and lies
One wish in life: not be as HIM
One wish for death, compromise.

Crawl through knives, preventing sleep
Brink of lifeless, growing deep
Prisoner in my own mind
Eternal darkness: all I reap.

Two minutes that I can't get back
Water tower before skies go black
One love in Paradise
Another She that took my life

His hidden tears well up inside
While another She sits right beside
She is so near, so far gone away
How hard it is to carry on every day

Sunlight, rusted, fading fast
behind the curtains of our class
with hate and love, and memory
Of my time with her, She with me.

Winter

WINTER

Winter is soon.
Bark becomes exposed,
Leaves red, brown, and gold
Year's first frost strangles the ground

Hardening into dead dirt and ice
Grass decays; the balding hair on an old wizened man
Hibernation, not just for the grizzly
Grizzling bristly browning whiskers
Winter becomes grandfather of death.

Fingers of winter clench at hollow breaths
Children, rosy, bundled in love
Haunted without knowledge, unhaunted by experience
Winter becomes the snowfall, locking life inside
Freezing dead trees shiver with chills
Winter is inside us all.

Decrepit bones no longer hold life
Those under dirt freeze, dusty and foul
Winter swallows us whole, a tomb of frost
Within prison walls, the bustle in malls
People who deny their pasts all interact
Buying material goods to fill holes in themselves
Winter breathes the greed and sorrow