Frost Bite

I feel it close to my toes.
the cold radiates
like heat
against my skin
standing in the door way
afraid to feel the snow
but yearning
its cold bite
So long have I shadowed
this door way
teasing the snow
with empty promises
of melting around my path
Lungs fill with the
cold sting of winter
letting on to the pleasure
its promises with its
Wintery Kiss
Snow plays in my hair
and teases the tops of my feet
wanting me to step
So long have I shadowed this door way
My soul takes over and drags me
into the painful cold
Ice, Snow, Wind
It promises death and sacrifice
but above all it promises love
a love that will never die
a love that will never melt
for if we are together
the Winter will always have the strength
to rage wild and deadly
with me by his side
hand in hand
heart for heart
life breath for burning colda
The pain encompasses me,
a sign of affection.
Snow adorns my hair like diamonds
Ice clamps my wrists
with a promise of protection
and a collar of Frost encompasses my neck
No longer am I alone
but controlled by My Love.
So I go willingly into the frozen powder
and become overtaken by the
Winter Frost

A life lesson

Truth ad words.
they tumble off my lips
like sweet liqour
i can't hold back my mind
in this time of chaos.
so truth flows through my lips with
a blunt agony.
love is such a funny word.
so many definitions
why do I have to be restricted to just one?
so much of me longs to be yearned
As well as the part that wants to be loved
how do I balance the two?
I'm lost
Conflicted
when two things are perfect
yet polar opposites
how is a logical choice
meant
to be made.
I'm lost,
confused,
manipulated
and torn.
But as normal
I will roll with the punches
and make sure that my happiness
is achieved.
For what benefit am i if
i can't display my happiness
for a reference?
Or do I
choose
Always be happy,
without the feelings of others?
This is the
conclusion
that I have come to:
Live in the moment,
Even though you know that moment will end
Why deprive your soul of its benefits?
Our life's shouldn't be cut short
with 'what if's'
Live in the moment
and feed your
soul
with the happiness it can
provide.
No matter what the
consequences...

Warden Vs. Cowboy

Your so sad.
both of you.
no longer
are we freshman
in this game of life
But suppossed
to be enlightened
and mature.
This, sadly,
is no longer
an option.
So with the last effort
I sit back and laugh at your own
distruction
and sell
cotten candy
at your wake.
in the memory
of your immaturity.
Your so sad.
Both of you.

Master Cleanse Diet

The night before day one:

Beginning Weight: 175.4 lbs

Im terrified.
Utterly terrified.
I will weigh myself in the morning to give a real update.
Wish me luck...

Truth

I don't know how to say it
So i will do it in rhyme
Something little, and simple
just to pass the time
Our run was great
We had our fun
But some how
I know its only just begun
And though our nights were short
they left a kiss on my soul
Which makes me have hope
Scary, I know
No promises to recite
No sweet-nothings to produce
But in our bodies
Can each other deduce
A comfort in a caress
and a little hope in a kiss
Makes a little agony
turn into a much needed bliss
Trust me with your time
and have a little faith
that if nothing else
We've at least found this place
Where no one else can tread
And where we both will learn
What it means to trust
And receive Trust in return

Pity

Pity

It’s a hard
Shame
That you feel it
Necessary
To leave
Loved ones
Behind…
Knowing
In your soul
That you have left
Everything that you
Have fought for
You gave up
On a whim
For a
Greedy temptress
That only longs
To taste the
Beat of your
Heart.
She cackles
And controls
The strings of your
Marionette.
A dance that mocks
Us All
Who watch
For fear that your
Last breath
Will condemn
Our Hope
Be careful
Cub
For we might not
Be here
When your strings break
And your descent will
Be watched with great
Hilarity
And we will
sell tickets
to your dying
Agony

Standards

What have you done
to me
my heart
my head
My soul
this feeling,
so foreign.
its worry.
No amount of
apologies
can remedy my
folly
but hope keeps
me going
I swear
A way will be
found
and your trust
restored
but until then
I wait
in agony
hoping the day
will come
when I've become
worthy
or you lower your
standards

A haiku

When the shit gets tough
The crazy get scary
and scary gets clingy
and clingy becomes dependent
And the dependent become obsessed
and the obsessed become insecure
and the insecure get left behind...

fml