EmptyArms

The nauseous void tightly grips my throat and it never lets go, Falling glass beads drown out everything and sink stretching the floor, A record of your scent and smile bleeds through my pores. Reoccurring hallucinations scratch at my teeth taunting my dreams that lay awake, Knives reverse out to swallow your memories, Later retreat back inside my flesh so I will always have scars to remember. Savaged my soul for life then left it to be consumed by my mind, Shave down my bones and throw them into crying crypts, So I can be finally home.

Your disease is ignorance, Spew it out in words from toxic air sacs, Sprawled out to consume the lifeless that crave substance. Deceptive eyes slip through the cracks in empty, closed minds, Shifting to spectate the festering wound oozing with betrayal without direct conflict. Arm that false ego with distorted realities, Propaganda strung out onto your lashes luring for pity. Your disease is arrogance, Claim the crown to only be crushed by fists full of power lines, Valor destroyed; burn your fucking lies.

My heart slowly rusts away into nonexistence, With every faded day that ate into nihility, These intangible dreams somberly dripped over unmarked graves, Glassy eyes follow all the distant hazy lights bursting in the night, And I wonder if that's what I'll ever become, But I'll never be one of the lucky ones, When even with my eyes undone all I see nothing.

Palms sweating and reading in between the lines and finger prints, In between the lies and the secrets, Secrets kept behind grinding teeth and closed eyes that never sleep, The nightmare in my mind that trails behind every sigh.

Avoid every thread of you intertwined with my dry veins, Etched once so deep I breathed your dreams, Dreamt of your sweet summer breath clear, Etched once so deep my name was tied to your tongue, Both our names carved into the hot pavement- "forever". Frozen-eyed at life's shore, The breeze gingerly picking me up between it's paper thin fingertips, Reality biting harshly at my faceless being, Chewed down only to hardly realize, What I have truly become, What we once were.

You and me are the sea, The waves swallow both of our tired bodies, We'll smile for we were made for better things, The sun rises and explodes in our intraced eyes, Storms tank against sharp edges that attempted to pierce enclosed hearts, The grey sky breaks lose, releasing its liquid missiles, Our lungs slowly drink salt water suffocatingly, How could this happen, we were made for better things? Fins grow from bent ribs and sighs burst forming bubbles, We float away as claws try to scratch the collar bones embedded into our chests, The sand nudges our soaked feet, hands wave farewell to raging tsunamis, We were made for better thi

Silence scratching its way up my spine, Twisting my insides, I'm waiting to unwind the gnarls on my back. Building up two steel fists weighing down a heavy heart, Waiting to break your eyes;release ash-filled tears, Unveiling yourself so I can feel real. Nightmare breath and claws rip open my eye sockets, Pouring out trapped fears and true minds, A frozen hourglass pierces through my corpse. Your name will be the last song I will drink, As rust seeps into the floral patterned wallpaper.

CHAPTER ONE Comforts in Coffee Shops As she opened her eyes she saw the melon sky melting;forming teardrops from the clouds that lightly splashed on her cheek. "One, two...", she tried to count how many drops had fallen but quickly lost track as the pace grew faster. She held her collar closer to her neck;overcome with the harsh cold breeze and the icy drops which were falling like missiles. She ducked her head as if she could shelter herself and briskfully ran under a near by building's awning. Relief. She suddenly felt a warmth on the left side of her body. Frightened, she looked from the corner of her eye to see a man standing next to h

Conveniently hidden, Tucked under are my thoughts, Tears flow down into my textured sleeves, Your rear view mirror dims with dust the second you pass by. Towers crumble at the thought of that single string being cut, That one heart string still attached to your palm, Pulling and nudging I glance at escape, Not leaving, not budging I knew if I did it would be a mistake. Your eyelids are closed with carelessness, I turn away my cheek with bitter bliss, Just to see if your heart would ache even an inch, To see it never did, not even a bit. Patience and understanding fill my soul, Why can't you replace this lost void?, Borderline fa

The sky cracked open it's shell and released a yellow center, which sat routinely over the horizon. It's blinding light sank through even the thickest minds and blinds, waking up sweet dreamers and deep sleepers. My mind's windows were the first to open. Systematically looking over to my right to see my love. There lay the girl that even a god couldn't create, for she was a goddess herself. So perfect and pure, she ripped away every nightmare and replaced them with sever heartfelt memories. My thoughts pulled her eyelids upward, revealing emerald oceans sitting in two almond-shaped pearls. Her smile softly met mine and closed just in time f