Pigs and Vultures

I closed my eyes for just a second And my life story flashed before me. I saw you and all the pain you caused. I saw me before I got shattered. Too shattered so that you must keep a distance Or else these broken pieces will incarcerate you. Stay away for I eat with the

EMPTY AT 3AM

So give me that chance. Look past the rumours! Past my awkwardness! Past my PAST!

Look deep into me and give that person a chance! Thats all I ask.

But untill then, you can find me staring into the darkness; Empty at 3 am

STRANGER

So men have accepted their truths

That they will always remain strangers in the eyes of another.

For strangers deserve nothing but hate and rejection

And strangers they shall remain till the end of time

SEASONS

For I have met monsters and winters phoenix, Behemoths that flourish in the cold, Monsters that freeze the life out of our summers, Beasts that derive happiness and joy, From shivering bodies and tattering teeth of men.

For I wake up, only to die again

I remain in the darkness, in a vacuum, an empty deserted void. Just me and my quiver full of arrows. Arrows that punctured my every self.

Constellation of Failed Affections

In harmony with majority, but forsaken by  the one that really matters.
And so I see myself at dawn, a dejected entity.