There's paradise written across her skin

The things she wants, the things kept in

The tears that escape drown in her soul

There's a depth inside that's beginning to grow.

No where to turn she looks to the sky

glowing worlds away is she'd like to fly

There's not much here to keep the darkness at bay

but she tries to escape to it every day.

I'm trusting you with secrets.
It's driving me on edge.
I don't know how well I can handle this.
I'm terrified
I'm trusting you with these little pieces of me.
My soul.
My heart
My thoughts.
I'm cringing in response to what I have done.
There's a slight panic in my being.
I don't know what to do.
I'm not sure how to behave.
It's so easy to tell someone that 'this is how it is.'
You don't just get over something.
Whether it's big or small you build yourself a bridge.
Maybe a boat in case you fall...
Because you are building on insecurities.
You're building with broken pieces of life...
Pieces that has been washed away and some are missing.
Slowly, steadily, you get to where you're going.
When you look back,
you realize there is something strong, unique and amazing.
The past has helped shape that.
The present helps you cope.
Before you know it, you've met the future.
You're here.
You're safe.
You're happy.
You're surrounded by the people you have shared your story with.
Secrets were told, tears were shed.
They made sure to help keep you steady, when you needed a hand.

There are tears in my eyes,
and my anxiety is high.
Rushing feelings are converging,
I wouldn't mind trying to fly.
I'm playing twenty questions alone,
realizing my life's tone.
There are certain things I'd like to complete,
some things are uncertain, some things are pretty neat.
Dance in the wind, sing to the stars,
be kissed in the rain, have sex in a car.
To keep climbing trees in the middle of the night;
to get lost in the darkness and make my own light.
These happy thoughts ease my fears,
because in times like these only I can dry my tears.
Hopes, dreams, wants, and needs...
These are bounties on which my soul feeds. 

There are bite marks where you left them,
nails racked down your back.
Rug burns where I don't want them,
but that happens when attacked.
I whine in response,
as you nuzzled at my neck.
Till light hit our bodies,
we didn't know there were bruises left.
Did you know I could mewl?
I didn't know you could growl.
Under the moonlight,
we both panted and howled.

Late at night, early morning if you will
I don't think I can stop this trembling.
Can this continue?
I don't want it to stop.
My toes are tingling.
My fingers are warm.
I can't breath steadily.
My eyes are heavy.
I'm biting the inside of my lip.
More. Building.
Imagination running wild.
Momentarily blinded,
my eyes are shut.
I'm shaking.
Squeaks, soft moans.
I'm on fire.
I have to be.
Eyes open I stare at the ceiling.
Counting down to one.
My breathing is shallow,
hands are shaking,
body buzzing,
I'm craving more.
I need more.
My stomach is pooling with more heat.
There are involuntary whimpers.
Three times.
I don't think I can continue.
Maybe later.
I curl around myself and hide in the soft blankets.
They smell of sweat, dirty thoughts, pleasure.
My being is still humming.
I wish you were here.

Have you ever felt the music seducing you into the beat of the world?

I'm surrounded in darkness floating in the sky. 
The stars are shining brightly, I'm losing myself in this. 
Warmth by the fire I play tag with the cold. 
There's no such thing as winning, 
all that we feel is made of gold. 
The wind teases locks and I'm feeling at peace. 
Eyes closed, hips start swaying to the low music that's playing. 
There's nothing more that I want but to be right here and right now. 
Spin around and let the music take me till someone brings me down. 
I'm happy. I'm delighted. My soul is flying through the stars.
I wonder if anyone else feels like this.

Then I think... 
I stop. 
I open the eyes that hold secrets.

There's a melody you want to be a part of
a beat you want to belong to. 
Would you take my hand and dance with me?
Spin me around and be a part of me. 
I'm losing every little thing that's gone wrong, 
we're making everything right. 
There's a silence in my soul that's staggering onto delight. 
No words, only phrases, in and outs, as we sway, 
all you feel is the music, all you want is peace.

Fear

The expression in your eyes is completely blank. As I look at you I try to think. I can't. Nothing comes to mind except fear. Why do I feel this? How far does it run exactly...? I do not know. I'm sick of all of this. I can't keep doing this. What am I doing in the first place? I don't understand. Is that...Is that why I feel this fear when I see you?
Oh make it stop. I don't want this anymore. Please make it stop. Oh god. I can't take this.
I'll break all the mirrors so that I'll never see you again. Maybe then, I can end this fear...

Best Kept Secret Of A Cemetery

Gravestones lying at my feet
Silent voices that always weep
Hearts that are faded
And bodies quietly shaded
Remind me of the past
To sit and think of all the things that do not come to last
As I sit here and think,
In this little graveyard
I hear the withering, and cold bodies speak
Of what is to come tonight
And of their families kind and dear
If only to hear them for a short time,
You will hear and learn many things
Now I hear people ask why do you stay there?
I say nothing to them now because it is a secret.
Dusk does come as a lonely black figure comes
With a violin in hand and in the other a glaive
But I am not afraid
He sets his glaive down against a gravestone
And gracefully climbs atop a boulder,
To raise his instrument to chin
A gentle but haunting tune he does play
And as the earth rumbles and starts to shake,
The earth does churn as figures rise from the dank, dirt tombs
The moon is full as the dead come out
To come and play, to howl and shout
But by midnight tonight all shall be still
As the song does end and the dead stop to steal
They climb back into bed to rest up
For the next full moon they will come to steal
Just once more until the reaper says it so.
Every full moon I come here to think
And as the moon rises the shadows do creep
For the time has come to rise again
And every time I leave with him
For I am the reapers friend and by the time the party’s over
I fall asleep and wake up in bed
But maybe one day I’ll stay up to watch and dance and play
Because I like the dark, cold shadows they never seem to stray
But now I must say good night
Till I see you in daylight.

Sweet Temptations; may this strike you hard.

The way your fingers caress my hips
As you tease me with those lips
My self-control is withering away
Oh god, in my ears, the things you say...
Warm breaths across my neck
My heart skipping beats every few seconds
Hands wander underneath clothes
Everything falls, each now exposed
Bodies dance with heated glances
That look in your eyes, passion enhances.
Soft whines and cries escape between breaths
Every set up boundary put to the test
You whisper sweet nothings into my ears,
What you wish to do to and with me, right now, right here
Sending these chills down my spine
The fire is flowing, clouding my mind...
The warmth you leave across exposed skin
You're bringing forth this pleasurable, desirable sin...
The way you leave me wanting more
Makes me shiver and undeniably sore
The way you make my body weak
No sounds are made we cannot speak
Hold me close; surround me in your arms
Breathing softly, I've fallen for your charms.

Simple Path

My little world, that I hold so dear
Calls upon those who say they've no fear
I've come to recruit a brand new race
So that they may have some tears to taste
Enter a world where you come in fine
Shocking things happen that will shatter your mind
Come and play inside my world
Where a story will start to unfurl...
Living streams crawl through your skin
Breaking you down till you rest on kin
The fires that burn behind thou eyes
Reach into hell for a deep surprise
The time that comes to walk and speak
Arise the children that shall cause a leak
Into another world where nature is law
Where man is submissive to Heathen Gods
Live to the day the breeze causes you harm
There is no where left you may use your charm
Witty things that once were exchanged
Now are the things that leave you in chains
Crawl across a path of despair
One learns quickly that things aren't really there
Under wings that shield from the cold
Rebels rise that are always bold
Characters flow into their words
Creating this uproar in malicious herds
Deception lies within their path
Those who follow have been given wrath
By the blades of power that bind one down
Thou'st eyes have caused chaos upon these grounds.
Beyond a new world that may seem so bright
I've no choice to show you that it is not right
What you have seen will give you the endurance
What you believe with soul shall give reassurance
The path is simple, one anyone can take
Only thing one must remember your life is at stake
Heed my words children that may come
Beyond thou eyes is the Devil of the Sun
If you may master my little world in time
I might let you live, I might let you shine
Fires that blaze in the streams of protection
I hope one learns the secrets in one's reflection.
Someone solve my little game
I'm sick of hearing the wails of pain.

Happy little heartbreak

Screaming from the gates,
to bring me back to hell.
This is a game,
one of which I'll never tell.
The thoughts are so demeaning,
the scars are to deep to bear.
At times it is uncertain,
and soon enough there's nothing there.
You sit beside yourself in injustice,
while your heart pounds in your chest.
Tears well up inside you,
fear and worry bring you unrest.
Little is known,
about this game.
You have to experience it,
to even find fame.
There may be heartache,
in which splendor is a lie.
No matter how many happy memories,
it will make you want to cry.

Be Blind

I don't want you to know
what's going through my mind
I don't want you know
that what I'm feeling is sublime
The feeling of wetness
at the bottom of my feet.
The rush in my veins
travel out from a leak.
Pressing the blades,
the glass over edge.
I don't want you to see
that I'm falling from this ledge.
Oh, the mayhem,
that crawls in my head.
That urges me to do things
when I'm awake and you're in bed.
Go out in the darkness,
grab hands all around.
Lead all that you touch,
lead them underground.

Terror

Hidden doors within these walls
Little voices that mean some harm
All these things they talk about,
Would make you want to scream and shout.
Beyond the blood that spills over the floor,
Little red hand prints adorn the doors.
There's horror that this place contains,
within the walls are terrors remains.
I feel the fear creeping up my spine,
I see the bile that's been spilled into time.

Nose to neck. 
Cheek to cheek. 
Hands on hips, 
my knees go weak. 
It wouldn't take much
to make me putty in your arms. 
Make a few choice moves,
you'll be setting off my alarms. 
Fast, heavy petting, 
we mimic one another.  
Grunts and breaths combing
as we become lovers.

There's a heat in my belly though my fingers are numb. I come back running just for a hug. Arm around my shoulders slides down to my waist, if my eyes were not straight you'd figure out I'd want a taste. I really don't want to leave your side, the butterflies in my being are taking my for a ride. Unfortunately I go and you send me drunken questions. I'm a sucker at my hips and my lips crave a certain destination....
Oh my thoughts begin to go wild, I can't keep them at bay. Fantasies come a live and I'd love for you to play. If you knew what I do in the dark of the night...
Well I wonder if you'd want to make those things come to life...?

I'm not sure if you know this, but there's a voice inside my head.
I constantly am at odds with it.
Even though I agree with what has been said.
There's a light that brightens inside me whenever you are near.
It's not something I can help; truthfully it fills me with a bit of fear.
There are things that you could do to me that would leave me trembling and overloaded.
I'm not sure if I should tell you that, or if you really already know it.
I think there's more beneath me, I know there is in you.
The voice inside my head is speaking telling me that I should follow through.
Instead I'm going to sit here and just take what I can get.
There's a mixed emotion in me that doesn't want to let you do something and make you feel bad about what we'd both want to do. Even if it's in the moment... I'd do these things sober. I don't think you'd do the same, which really makes we wonder, your thoughts, or if you're just trying to behave....?