Zakesque

Show me yours, and I'll show you mine. If this day ends without someone alongside, is that a sign? With you I wish to kiss. Stuck inside an absurd wish. Your presence brings out a demand for this. It seems as though, maybe we should've met so long ago. Maybe then it'd be easier to know, where I am and what I'm meant to show. Your smile percolates my thoughts. Beguiled, I sit and wish. Thoughts inside swirl and swish. Heavier day by day, the soul stoops and prays. For proof of its own existence. Regarding solitude in its insistence, as a simple blessing in its own persistence. Freely falling into your gaze. Your eyes place me into the deepest

When senses have failed, all possibility is derailed Where there is no action, to yield subsequent connection. The misinformed mind, dwindles in due time. This ship has yet sailed, there will be no time or place unveiled. In my head I feel subtraction, on my face, a cringe surfaces as reaction. Seeking that one so kind, this love, this one, I can't find.

Dastardly mundane and unjokingly betrayed.   Seperate from sane, broken and dismayed. This softness I sink into, this hell I've become akin to. My synapses firing insist On and on nocturnal relapses persist. Each night, solitarily lying in bed, Becomes a fight, hushing these thoughts within this head When the soul recedes, so sweet are those few hours.   The body rests, concedes. The mind turns down the power.   Each night this hill I climb so steep, An arduos journey I seek To find this wonderful thing called sleep.

Basking in the warm glow of the sun, I look for signs of your passing, and in that direction I swear to run. In this idiotic scheme, In this life I solemnly lead, you exemplify in every way, that perfect girl of my dreams. For years I've clouded my emotions in a perpetual state of this terrible process of seemingly unending self hate. Its been nothing but simplistic means of splitting the seams. Like a film rolling on and on,but never changing scenes. With your entrance into my life, I'd never before felt such an uplifting sense of the departure of strife. Within our first kiss, I felt as though your lips cut directly through me my dear

Tell me, have I tried too hard?  Can a longing heart become too large?  When the heart outweighs the brain, will someone finally look to me and say, "Okay dear, I'm here."? With a smile on my face, I look to you to say something.  My heart begins to race.  My lips tremble upon my face.   I try to speak.  I can't find the words.  Out pops a squeak, followed by an embarrassing surge. In my life I have longed for someone to come home to.  That perfect friend I'd write a song for, and sing to. Honey, the sight of you has me filling pages, and singing songs for the first time in ages. I'm sorry, I've been an idiot so far.  This place in life

Tell me, have I tried too hard?  Can a longing heart become too large?  When the heart outweighs the brain, will someone finally look to me and say, "Okay dear, I'm here."? With a smile on my face, I look to you to say something.  My heart begins to race.  My mouth trembles upon my face.   I try to speak.  I can't find the words.  Out pops a squeak, followed by an embarrassing surge. In my life I have longed for someone to come home to.  That perfect friend I'd write a song for, and sing to. Honey, the sight of you has me filling pages, and singing songs for the first time in ages. I'm sorry, I've been an idiot so far.  This place in lif

I need an escape and I'm thinking my dear, that you might be the best chance to steer me clear, for that longing of adventure I see right here. Please give me this key to your heart. Any damage from the past its endured, I'll replace with a brand new start.

There's something in this light. Unwavering tide. It keeps my spirit alive. In this mind is a fight. A constant struggle to confine what is mine. I let loose all those devils that bring about this sense of a noose. Send forth all willpower, I fight for the right to choose, who and what, are in this life. Untamed, regained, my life, unrestrained. I let loose, these demons responsible for constructing this ruse. Strike the match. Watch the flame dance, briefly, Then light this fuse. All thought has been suspended. Trying to reach out and grasp for this soul contended. As the light wavers, I reach toward that last shining spe

Fatigue setting in, air's becoming thin, I feel like I've sinned, Please don't drag me in. Turning over in my mind, blurring, burning over this time. What have I done to deserve this? What could constitute something so cruel? Others in ignorance (blather and drool) come into life unworthy. Such is life they say, Without pain, without sorrow, absent is life. So just build up(Walls and defenses), Pick up(Whats left of your pride), Move on(Through painful expenses). Keep looking(Ahead of the road and your chances). Weigh the worth of all things in time. Search and seek out all things sublime. Hold them tightly, and never let them

It feels like I'm dying. I don't know why I'm so tired. Consciousnes losing all coherence, but I'm still trying, to sort out this mess of you and I and this "oh so perfect" story-telling. Science..It tells us so much but what help is it to me? What can I do when I'm dying? (I want to feed you to the snakes in your hair) I want to watch you struggle for every droplet of air. You caused me so much pain. I'm forever tainted by your reputation and dismay. I'm battling alone. Reason against revenge. Taking myself into question. Recognizing the truths among the angers and impurities. I...I wanna feed you to the snakes in your hair. I want you to