The Monster

I feel it bubbling,
burning beneath my skin.
It stares at my heart,
like a dagger; as though
it would engulf me.
Its arms would wind round me,
snaking down my back;
caressing the bruises.
It would whisper
love songs in my ear.
Leaving me breathless;
my fears behind.

Then it would grab me
out of no where.
It would wring;
make a rag of me.
I would topple
over the edge;
falling into the darkness
forever.

Machine

Sometimes I wish,
I were a machine -
I'd watch all of them
with eyes that kill.

I would work
around the clock;
rest would be
redundant to me.

There would be
no need for friends;
nor a need
for support.

I would stop
at absolutely nothing
to attain
the highest power.

There would be
no need for lovers,
for my heart
would be of stone.

When you look
into my eyes,
they will be blank;
they will be dead.

My eyes would be
empty
I will own no
soul

Just organs
encased in
a hard frame.
A machine.

I Hope You Remember

They say we're all poor without love
You're filled to the brim in riches
Gold and diamonds caress your fingers
They say we'll be poor without love
I'm a beggar amongst the bones
The voice in my heart turned to stone

I hope you remember the way I do
How we used to laugh and cry
How you pressed your heart to mine
I hope you remember the way I do
It doesn't take a fool to know
You're all caught up in her now

I know you've thrown it all away
Burnt your memory the day I died
Burnt my soul every time I tried
I know you've thrown it all away
Somehow I conjure no hate for you
Stowed away is just longing for you

Certain people just stay with you
Even through we've been worlds apart
Trying to pick the pieces up