When the Petals Fall
Poem in this light, hear me call leave me breathless in the lull no other lips could ever be your cold kiss was made just for me tear me open, bleed and crawl shed my tears, no voice left to call no other love could ever leave me your scars to brand
The Lonely King
Why do you feel the need to cut me open and watch me bleed? even though i'm still your king the jester's the only one laughing chorus i ain't getting any younger i ain't feeling so strong why should i wonder when it always goes wrong?
---The good fight---
Brittle are my bones, how easily i bleed eye sight fading, no help i need a river of red i feel coming from my being strength i find in the future i'm seeing whether a delusion or a pipe dream my soul burns for that reality i am, whole hearted, going
My Mask
By love bound by dreams chained by hate chained by dispair but even if released still chained bound by loneliness my mask hides all this keeping what i feel to myself living and learning crying and dying inside slowly my heart bleeds
Slave to a Dragoness
I felt my nose start to suddenly bleed in reaction. that's when she grabbed me. "well, you'll make a nice snack" she said seductively, looking at my loincloth. "w-what do you want to do to me?" i asked hesitantly.
A Poem
Please, just cut me a little so that i might bleed this irrational sense of guilt out of me. to watch your best friend die, and while in your own hands. i've been strong. for two days now, i have been strong.
The Keys To My Heartbreak
But through all the thoughts of the land being serene; it was actually, in fact, far from my dreams; where the journey the dense forest made me bleed; where the hurt from it all stemmed from his dishonesty.
Chopping to Calm (Otherwise Untitled)
She found the tingling burn of calluses beginning to form as she clung to the wood of the axe and remembered the sundries that had led her to this rage and driven her into the solitude of these woods to bleed herself of it.
Ache
I bleed until i see the day that all turns for the right in life; my heart soaked in the poison of dark. time seems to be stubborn and selfish because it reveals what it seems fit rather than considering what would be best for each individual.
I'll Be Your Friend
Tell me all your troubles, i'll listen to what you say, even if the dark night bleeds into the day. against enemies dark and mighty, you i will defend. just one thing to remember, i'll be your friend.
Song- This is who I am
This is what i feel, when i feel, how i feel, now i feel, and this is when i bleed, when i cry, how i weep... yet this is who i am, yes i am, who i am, i am, and this is who i am, yes i am, who i am, that i am...
Blossom in a Dark Place
Beams of unknown delight beyond space beyond place it shall grow blossoms will spring in dark places with enlightened face blossoms shall spring emotions forever etched upon petals that glean stems that support roots that feed veins that bleed