Backstabber

Eyes

Mesmerized,

Hearts bleeding

Silhouetting dreams

 

In the night 

You come creeping back,

Weakness explained

Boring needs

 

Marooned

On a desert isle,

Stab me in the back

And be done with it

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Last Gasp

Death is but a brief moment

In life

 

Wasted moments

Multiply

Beyond control

And he is left

In an emotional quiz

That has him asking, begging

To know

It’s meaning

 

It’s lost on us

This beauty, this wonder

 

It’s war –

Flaming words

Wielding indiscriminately

Cutting every man’s heart

Leaving the wounded

Screaming on the battlefield

For mercy

That is not to be found

 

In time

Any Last Words?

Entangled in the vines

I hear the whisper of sirens,

Call you me from the dead

Strike the feathers from my eyes

Unveil your being, naked soul

 

I learn from you, step through

The valleys, the dream of being

Floating beneath the shrouded sky

I hold you up – an example of my fears

And I need you tonight, I need you

 

To die