Friday, March 11, 2016

Libra

I'm on the borderline
Of inspiration and suicide
Can I change my life?
Or leave an ugly corpse

Thursday, March 10, 2016

Some say you're notches on the bed
But I'd say you're a cut in my heart
Each one of you leaves a scar
And the soul is bound and torn apart
I can't burden the weight
I can't carry you all with me
To end the strain
I'll sever my brain
And my love will release me


Saturday, March 5, 2016

A welcome fire on a cold day

The gusts were blowing
Our faces turned ice
Your hand was frozen
But so warm to touch
The leather burned cold
Though we were left buzzing
We were high, floating
From the heat just inside
Such a wonderful night
The strokes on canvass
Contrasted the world outside
But inside here, a little cabin
Your smile was fire
And your lips were flames
But I'd burn my mouth and blister
For another taste
Because next to you
I felt no cold
We make heat
You are bold
And as the gusts blow
Next to you is like paradise
Somewhere far
Somewhere warm