my old poem

[Please Leave Me]

faith is like a warm graceful vision dwelling near
in a tired heart growing's fear for a second mere
failing eyes wept where the ancient demons slept
only to be obscured forever enchained and abused
as devils dance around it's sweet pure fragile ground


in a heaven hidden in midst of chaos so crowded yet so alone
ancient apparitions walking dead lost in streets unknown
all the lines between are blurred as black and white merged
as Lucifer's words were loudly spoken and well heard


ghostly images dance in blue lit night forever to be burned out of sight
a reign of shame a crown reclaimed a dying flame tickled to death by the rain
the brilliant and glimmering stars shed light on the newfound scars


on the crossroads of defeat the wedding of truth and deceit
where neither virtue nor faith count for sh*t
for far beneath the false exterior darkness and light become combined
in the maze of a weary heart's interior the roads become intertwined

all choices engulfed by a greater will
walking away from faint strains of light
broken promises has drugged us and made us ill
the consuming chaos has robbed us of our sight


tranquillity of an uneasy soul a treasure lost under sea
where inside an endless hole lies the only key
reality of an unaltered mind a downfall ascending has begun
where morning can only be found with the descending of the sun


our choices all in blind bets our lives merely burning cigarettes
walking away with a winning pot of regrets


who will guide my path and calm these flames of wrath?
cure me from this poison coursing through my veins?
release me from this barless prison suffering in vain?
and send me
a faint whisper from the heart to follow in the dark
a kind word before we depart and on our separate roads we embark


let me take your hand tightly in mine
let truths and legends become intertwined
let my living heartbeat slip astray from my heart
and lead them find their way into my lonely withered art


when you take a step and come near the world pulls further and further away
from me and like butterflies come around the fire and play
only to end up in the burning flame and go back from where they once came
but if i could go back to the past a thousand time it always end the same


sing me a beautiful love song for my deaf ear
for my dying sense before they forever disappear
draw me a captivating portrait of art for my blind eye
for my distorted vision before darkness conquer my sky
and write me a splendid piece of poetry for my withered heart
before nightfall separates it for me steals it and depart


the mysteries of night are unveiled , pages are complete yet our story remains unfulfilled
and at the near end one question remains unanswered can lost causes be truly redeemed


the moon eclipse behind a vivid veil
the winds fall into silence for they have nothing more to tell
and everything begin to fade and disappear and so we will
when the sun is finally set free from her dark and empty cell