Dark Prince
Empty bed
Sunflowers at the Grave
Tiger's Eye
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This is my "mind by Month"..Follow the links below to access the Pollution of the Mind by corresponding months..-is not responsible for any despondance, suicidal tendencies, or unadulterated anger that may come hence from these pages-
Dark Prince Empty bed Sunflowers at the Grave Tiger's Eye |
I used to be your Madonna,
your drug,
your warmth
I used to wait on the other side of this life for you
I used to be able to make you realize..
That you're beautiful.
You used..
To think the same of me
But i guess reality has a way
of bleaching the color from rose tinted glasses
The halo has tarnished and flaked.
The golden chain i had around your heart is beginning to turn green..
with envy
Jealous of the woman i once was that held it.
i raged and ravaged and scorched the earth
but forgot to spare you..
My love
The good books' chapters have all been replaced by revelations
as odd a mix as oil and water
but Christ i wanted it..
Needed you
And i love you, as much as that can mean to you
when i'm off my meds
but has always been so..
and will be
My praise used to render you speechless
but now falls on deaf ears...
or comes from mute lips?
I loved you
But forgot to let you know
So volatile with passion that i accidentally burned away my place..
in your heart
I know now,
that i was the winter that withered what grew in your soul
please
give me the chance to press new seeds into the earth with soft kisses
and cradle you with the sun
let me
cast off this acid shell,
and be the me that you know
The banner may lay bloodied and torn on the street,
but i'll pick it up.
you have suffered for me..
suffered me
and now
I would die a thousand deaths
to be the one to make you smile.