BaronAutumn

I stare down at the scars that cast shadows across my skin, streaked with blood warm and wet and fresh Remember your promise whispered into the small of my neck as you held me close. "We'll get through this together." And I stare down at the blood on my hands and the blood on the sheets, and the blood on the glass that I shattered across my thigh And all I can think about is your absence. Poignant in my chest, You left me with a heartbeat but no heart.

There is music in the air tonight. It haunts the twisting byways of my mind, Infects my senses. It runs before my eyes, but I can't see it, in all it's glory. The music is not reflected in my mirror, The beholder here sees nothing worth seeing, Cowed by Lust for a beauty unpossessable, Which strikes all others dead with just a glance. Mirror, mirror... I can understand now the fury of that queen Who saw only beauty she could never have, Who lost a love to the loveliness of another. I understand the havoc wreaked by Spite with a simple test. To find that most gorgeous of goddesses, The one title coveted by all. Long have we di

the world seen like smoke, too strong to speak: green and growing still in someone to split my soul and hold the half beside me.

Each breath taken Age old pipes hard-water filled Flaking, caking, Mineral pilled Sleep forsaken Struggle Chills to the bone. Spun, black cotton Cocooning stumble-drunk Lurches to catch One more life giving Purchase of air... It's the desert sun on vinyl, Winter salt on on metal, Cracking, eating; Death.

There is nothing discreet about this love - it hangs on my chest, a defiant noise - the scent of something luscious and viscous stretched between your hips. Your back arches in a way only Psyche can feel. You wear it in a cheap red dress that comes apart like midsummer in my hands as we flaunt the stars, the stones under our skin stretching the bed frame till we crack. And I fill you up, your arms a battle raging in the waning lies of morning.

Does anyone remember those nights, Cold and so alone, and nothing ever seemed to feel right? (Don't you remember, you always thought you were gonna die...?) Does anyone remember the pain, Of going to bed sober, and waking up insane? (Don't you remember, you were always the one who took the blame...?) It's like we're coming apart at the seams...! And everybody's speaking dead languages, And nobody knows what anything means...! Well, I have had my fill of silence, I have had my share of screams, I am sick to death of violence, I'm going back to the land of my dreams... (Justwaita, justwaita, justwaita, just wait a...) Just one sec

A year ago today I carved my heart In two; asunder, With a scalpel I splayed my ribs and tore into my flesh and put each half in the cupped palm of your hand where you eagerly watched the dying thud as it painted your arms red with passion and sunsets and you replaced the hole in my chest with coal, a heavy weight that bore me down and as the fire stoked in the pit of my stomach you doused the flames with saltwater and opened old wounds so that they might sting once more

You still hurt a knife twisted between my ribs right in the midst of my right and left ventricle where your blade embedded and planted itself firmly set in stone heart to seed and grow inside as a red rose which, as it grew, grew steadily more painful as the thorns prick and as the petals unfurl and my heart stretches and expands and my heart threatens to burst and paint the walls crimson

Weakness is pain, That which cannot be contained From within, from without, Weakness is doubt The many stand as one, The one never stands alone, Each combining into the other, Oh, how the many...have grown The one, he has fear, But to the many, all things are clear, No matter how far apart we are, Each of us feels so near We are illuminating...everything Each of the many, a boiling star, By God, we are not weak! Strength for the many! The answers we seek, We find inside! We sacrifice, For each others lives! We may bow our heads, But we are never denied...! Strength for the many! Back and forth, And around we go! Yo

All...all my yesterdays, They don't matter, That's what I always say But I was wrong, And I am now, I know it beyond a doubt, Because you lifted me up, Held my hand and soul, And gave me love And my yesterdays...became... Tomorrows The pain, the hurting, All that it takes to be me You sacrificed, So that I could be free And when I look into your eyes, I am always surprised... At what I see Love reflecting You brought me from the darkness, You illuminated my night, Filled me through with wonder, Bathed me in such light, And so forever, is an easy promise to make You brought me back to life, And there is no way that I,