When

When your fears turns to tears, and dreams crumble into decaying debris.

When salvation becomes the barrel of a loaded gun and you drink your poison to numb the pain.

When every fibre of you soul is manipulated like a marionette’s strings, pushed and pulled beyond you will.

When a heart doesn’t break, but it cracks and shatters into millions of pieces lifting into the night sky to join the stars.

When the words have been spoken and all feelings gone.

That is when it’s the end.

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Finding Reason

‘Understanding’

To my left stands an Angel tending to my tears. “What did you do?” she asks soothingly.

On my right a Devil. “It’s not your fault!” he says rubbing my shoulder with his talloned hand.

Like an island isolated by a maddening sea, I stand resolute understanding their words, yet let them fall upon my ear, waves upon a rocky shore.

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Ice Queen

A frozen land

Cold and untamed

Beyond the reaches

Forgotten by man

Home to a Queen

With chilled heart

Turned barren by denial

Of a would be King

Sailed towards the sun

Abandoning love

Frozen in time

Unrequited and alone

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Dream of her

I wake each morning

Searching for her light

But my eyes witness only darkness

As the dream of her begins to fade.

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Remembered

Upon your leaving,

A distinctive shape of you,

Remained gaping as you left my heart.

Time heals

Makes you forget

Then a passing figure

A glimmer of remembrance

Eyes that pulled me in

Distance parts you

Out of sight out of mind

But I remembered you

A twinge in my rebuilt heart

You walk away

Leaving me a ghost to my emotions

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Memories

He watched the rain,

Decending softly from heaven,

As his thoughts turned,

To the soft tracing of tears,

As they fell from her sorrow filled eyes.

He listened to the sound of Nature’s breath,

Softly whimpering through the tree branches,

Reminiscent of her sobbing cries,

Wrapped loosely in his arms.

So many triggers within his everyday life,

Pulling on the emotional coils of his soul,

Taking his thoughts forever back to that day,

The day he said ‘Goodbye’.

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Void

A black abyss of eternal despair,

The void where once a heart beat strong,

Your unloving like a cancer,

Etched away to leave it soul-less,

Dark and empty,

Just like your many promises.

I now reject you, 

Abandon you to your own demise.

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Broken

I’ve cried too many tears,

During too many sleepless nights,

Because of thoughts of you,

That I fear I’ve already died,

From a broken heart.

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Time

Days of happiness go so fast, and yet it is the days of sadness that slowly pass. I try to hold on, but you are vanishing before me until you’re nothing more than an illusion.

Each day I wake and wipe away the tears of sand from my eyes, only to discover once again, you are but a flower blossoming in the desert.

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Jar of Tears

By the side of my bed,

Resides a jar of liquid silver,

Millions of solitary tears,

One from each time I’ve cried,

Cried because of you.

I promised myself I would stop,

When the tears ran dry,

Or the jar had no room left,

Then I’d send those tears free,

Cast away upon ocean’s tide.

Beside my bed resides a jar of tears,

And I convince myself,

When the tears they fall again,

That there is just enough room,

For one more tear.

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