Dont Blame it On Me

I did not steal from you,
So do not hate me,
It is not my fault,
That I am a better person that you would ever be.

Volumes of My Love - Part 2

I threw away the volumes of my love,

I threw away 7 years of feelings and love. 

I took the book down from my heart,

Ripped its pages apart, 

Scribbled on the word love,

Stomped on it,

Poured blood all over it,

Burned it down to ashes,

Then I threw the ashes on my veins. 

The ashes of this volume spread through my veins,

They act as fuel and a warning to my heart,

It warns my heart to never love so long again. 

I cannot believe that I have written about you for so long,

That now, when all hope has been lost, 

I feel like I will never write again. 

I tried not to show you the volumes of my love,

For I feared having to burn it down in entirety,

But I did,

So now, I burn. 

But even before they burned,

The words in the volumes began to fade away slowly. 

 

The words faded because I let them fade,

Because I began to open my eyes and see,

See you for who you really are. 

Dragons flew around me,

They opened my eyes for me,

Elves and wood-elves whispered in my ears,

They taught me naught from right,

I believe myself to be whole again. 

My mind was suddenly my own and not clouded by thoughts of you. 

Hence I saw clearly. 

I looked past the forest of doubt and fear,

I fueled myself with courage,

And wrote down once again and for the last time,

In the volume of my love.

So I took it down from my heart,

Showed it to you,

Waited and waited. 

You read through the volumes, 

Slowly and attentively,

Letting it sink into your head,

Then you looked into my eyes,

Spoke the words I was waiting to hear.

I heard what I expected to hear, 

Took my volumes from you,

So I could recuperate from the hurt,

Fortunately, once I had shown it to you,

The words faded away quickly and without pain. 

I placed the book back,

Then walked forward into the nothingness of life,

There I would sit and wait,

Wait for someone new to write new volumes about. 

But for now, with this volume done,

This is one chapter closed for me. 

So wait I will,

To write a new chapter,

Now,

I can finish writing, 

An Evaluation of Me 

So the rest of the world can see me,

And write Volumes of Me. 

Ignorance

Ignorance is never bliss,
Ignorance will forever be stupid.

Ignorance is flawed,
Ignorance never sets you free.

Ignorance can break or make you,
Ignorance can also kill,

Having ignorance,
And being ignorant,
They are two entirely different things.

Having ignorance is being smart,
Choosing to be ignorant is being an ass.

In some ways ignorance in good,
But in high doses ignorance can bring about negativity.

It is never good to be ignorant all the time,
However, ignorance is healthy at the same time.

Ignorance is such a fickle thing,
Its good and bad,
Its sad and happy,
Its a failure and a success.

So use ignorance well,
Or get consumed by it,
And eventually lose the world around you.

Is It Worth It?

I try to fall out of love with you,
But when I see you,
All I want to do,
Is lie alone in your arms,
Holding your hand and watching the day go by.

Its not a difficult task,
For me to fall in love with you all over again,
I feel giddy and dizzy,
Almost feverish,
Only because you had to look at me, and smile.

Why did you have to smile?
Is there any meaning behind the smile?
I hope so,
Otherwise, why do you act lie how you do?
I can never return to before falling in love with you,
That burden itself,
Would tear open a hole in my heart,
A hole which only you can fix.

These feelings tear me up inside,
Pull me down and push me up,
I'm on cloud 9 but down in the dumps,
So take me away from these feelings,
Admit to this thing between us and pull me out,
Pull me up and out,
Forevermore, I will be yours.

If only.

Death on the Front Porch

Death!

Death on the front porch!

Lies and betrayal elude the victim,

Anger and rage fuel the killer,
Then blood flows out onto the steps,

Stains the oakwood floor.

Death!

A murder of passion

Fueled by unrequited love

And lust,

Or was it of natural causes?

Either or,

Death it is.

Death!

A sad sad thing,

A glorious passageway to the afterlife,

To an eternity of peace,

The escape of human obligations realized.

Death!

Creeps up on the human

Standing on the front porch
Takes life away. 

Poem 42 - An Evaluation of Me

I,

Me.

i.

What am i?

Who am i?

What do i feel?

Why am i here?

I am me,

I

am

me,

I feel

you,

I am here

for you.

Where do I go?

from here?

To you?

Or wander forward?

And see..

See what comes

for me?

I think,

Slowly,

I ponder,

In a forest,

I hear the trees,

I feel,

The cold drop,

Of a raindrop,

On

my skin.

i breathe out,

i breathe in.

My story written on a leaf.

I sit,

On wet ground,

The sun,

Glares at my face,

Its so warm,

Like your arms

around me.

Its cold now,

White snow around me,

What is this?

Unknown place I am in.

What have I become?

My hands are wet,

My feet worn out and tired,

My face,

Scabbed and scarred,

My heart is in front of me,

Blood,

Everywhere.

On my hands,

On my clothes,

On my face,

Dried up in my nails.

My heart still beats..

It beats and pumps,

But alas, its not blood,

Its black.

This substance that leaves my heart.

I begin to panic,

What is this?

it smells acrid,

its bad,

A black heart?

Have i become what I thought I was?

What is this?

An evaluation of my heart.

I pocket my heart.

I am not ready to become one it with it.

Life's Rant - A Modern Twist

The thing about life is,
Sometimes it gives you lemons,
Sometimes it just flings crap on you,
Sometimes it lets the sun shine on you,
Other times, you're just in the shadows.

So we wait patiently for life to give us some sort of hope,
A shimmer or gleam of joy,
At the end of a tunnel.

We try and beat life as we live it,
But we can't
So we go along,
Beating down any obstacle that comes our way,
Because it makes us better people.

But life bogs us down,
So do not give up,
For one day,
Life will let you take a deep breath,
Before you drown yourself again in the shadows again,
So take that deep breath and then plunge,
Plunge into life,
Own it,
Its yours to claim.

When all else fails,
Hey, life's a bitch,
I'd just say,
Deal with it.