Hope is the thing with iron feathers

 Hope is the thing with iron feathers

It flutters the heart

Climbs with violence, soars without winds

plunges deep into the soul

And it never stops. At all.

all g

 ill pretend im not human

ill trancend

ill act like you breathing is 

not a big deal

its ok with me

it doesnt do anything 

to me

bastillion

 bask in the glory if my discontent

its the closest youll get to my heart

sinner one see all

 you drew me to an oasis

and i jumped from the 15th floor

the trick of illusion hid rows of spikes

death was instant and that i have you to thank for 

what does the heavens have in store for you my love

a soft tender girl that will carefully see to your needs

she will know how to feed you and make you feel safe

she breathes life into you and you will always be right

when youre angry she wont see it

you can do no wrong

it will be calm balanced free from pain

love in its gentlest form

and me? 

what could the undead wish for

 im not scared of you choking me to death, im scared of your silence, i

m scared of   your   absence not mine

for wants the bell tolls

 only deepest loss could stirr the bells in me

so why do they chime

you gave me my life back

what else is there

you woke the child from feverish nightmares and put her in deep healing rest

what else could i ask for

now finally safe, we sway

sway sway to the tintinnabulation

we have everything

heart safely in the comfortable chokehold of your beautiful fingers

i was shocked at how deeply you feel and how desperate the stuggle to hide 

i will leave you be

ringing in my ears so lound in the silence

nothing is lacking

still now bells

still as he sleep

still now

still as death tolls

when enough

 come eat my skin 

gnaw my bones 

pluck my wings 

clog my throat with lies

words nestle deep between my legs

fill my cells with confliction

make war

only war

in my body only war

we will be the same

we have always been the same

ring the alarm

 strong fierce foolish fire

form rings upon rings

eat lick destroy release

 me dying is not enough for you

ill die again ill die a thousand times

sindromeda

 The sun unsettles me 

Because 

Behind my eyelids there’s only inverted light 

The sun pierces

Calls for energy bursts and happiness 

The grass smiles

It unsettles me

Stockholm syndrome

Lock me up 

Stockholm syndrome

Darkness owns my body

spiteful heart

How I long for my final and only true friend 

How it longs for me

How cruelly this heart keeps beating 

To spitefully keep me from my destiny 

My friend that never abandoned me, 

that speaks truth with clarity

passion is the violence of the heart

How you shiver under the vibrations of my voice. Do I scare you. Was it always like this, but I just didn’t realise. Like the humming of the sun, would she know that she is violence. Erupting flares. Did I hurt you again? 

I’ve been told I play too hard. 

I see myself as weak, as a blunt broken sword. Now matter how hard the swing, how can it possibly cause damage. 

How can it hurt you when I’m only swinging at myself.

Can you forgive me. Just this one time. Please forgive me. It will never happen again.

I was seeking out and killing every last trace of affection in my heart. Blitzkrieg I fired through the passages burnt every corner, every hidden lair.

Layers of forgotten things. It will burn. In this hot month of August I will make sure it all burns.

cold bones

 flesh on bones

and a heart inbetween

grinding against castaway splinters and rooms full of sin

your demon in the corner scared me wake 

violence pulled me from sleep

and there was a message from you

a warning a call a begging and a roar

with death in its eyes staring me down

you want me to leave or want me to run

where can i hide where you are not

tell me i'll go there gladly

lay my cold bones let me restlessly twist out of myself

a turn so hard nothing is left 

but cold bones, charred pieces that refused to cinder

ill stop burning for you

ill die on my own

these cold bones

we dont need you