The Internal Conflict

It ends in silence.

Fatigued from hiding in the shadows for so long

Staring into a pond of your own despair
Purest of heart succumbed to the will of its vessel
In need of an antidote to negate this madness
Shackles coil around ankles tied just outside reality
Narcissus in chains –
Too proud to be set free


Do I have to die for you to listen to me?
Silver linings shine brighter when I pluck your flower
Penance isn’t your style
Death is merely the harbinger who will lead me from inundation

And into another plain of existence
You’ve been there before…
Is the grass truly greener on the other side?

It begins in silence

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Make Your Pain My Own

I want to hold onto the distraught woman who gave birth to a miniature cadaver
While she tries to convince herself it was a figment of her imagination
For I know denial makes it easier to bare
So make your pain my own

I want to hold onto the stoic man who broke my heart then left to find something else to do
While he tries to overcome his insecurities without putting down his walls
For I know it’s impossible to have my cake and eat it too
So make your pain my own

I want to hold onto the vengeful woman who never turns the page of stories that has long since been burned
While she tries to live with the awful things she has done
For I know forgiveness is a hard thing to learn
So make your pain my own

I want to hold onto the naive man who believes it’s okay to force himself to belong with a hateful family
While he witnesses his hopes and dreams crumble to the floor
For I know it may not be lonely to stay and pretend they love me
So make your pain my own

I want to hold onto the guilty man who gave into lust and lost everything he once cared about
While he comes into terms with the consequences of his actions
For I know the past cannot be revised by doubt
So make your pain my own

I want to hold onto the past that’s submerged in my tears
While it hopelessly tries to learn how to breathe without air
For I know nothing lasts forever as happiness fades through the years
So make your pain my own

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Sins of the Flesh

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You choose wisely,
You choose well,
She has her body up for sale,

Your wheels skid down
The road of hell,
Love is where she never fell,

Pick your pleasure,
Pick your poison,
You don’t care where she has been,

Self-indulgence,
Got your pension,
So with her a night of sin

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Your Shadow Sticks Around Because It Loves You

I sing with soul only while I’m in the shower;

Christina Aguilera possesses my reclusive power.

My love exceeds human aptitude in the privacy of my own home;

Sensual romance engulfed in a torrent of kisses for the intangible.

I laugh a joyous manic when I leave my comfort zone;

A burst of social air fills my lungs to dissipate my lips’ blue tone.

I can only dance before an audience dressed as a gothic queen;

The release of my feminine side is hardly ever seen.

I know what it’s like to live life in pain, you just do it, unfortunately;

Only my shadow sticks around because only it loves me.

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