Goodnight

The sweet kisses across my neck, the playful nibbles on my collar, the soft skin brushing against mine as I sleep. He doesn't know it, but I'm still wide awake when he falls asleep. I listen to his breath, deep inhales of sweet air. It calms me. He doesn't know it, but I watch him when he sleeps, his face relaxed as his dreams take him far away. It takes me a while to fall asleep and sometimes, I just pretend just to hear him talk without having to worry about me. I like to pretend that I'm not there, that I'm just watching as he goes about his life. Every now and then, I come out of the shadows just because I can't be so far away from him. It became a need, to smell his skin, to hear his voice, feel his soft hands. I wonder how I got here, after so much pain caused by my own hands, how did I get this?

Dancing On Top Of The Flames

I won't back down without a fight. I refuse to just back out. This is my match and I'm gonna win that prize. I've never been a very honorable person but this is my second chance and I won't let them crush it. They keep talking but I'm the one with a machine gun. "Go on and talk!" I shout into the open air. "This is my game, time to play my cards, you know you don't have a chance." My weaponry is open and the ammo is well stocked. Sometimes, you have to be your own hero. I'll let him rest, he's fought well. Now this is one battle no one else can fight. I've got this. Be it Magician or Devil, I'll be ready. Anyone who tried to rip me down, they're gonna get burned by my flames. I have the gasoline in my veins and this war can go on for as long as you want. Keep getting up, I'll keep hitting harder. You can't win this. All those lies you told them, it's coming back for you. I'll get my forces back up. It my fault for getting lazy, thought I was secure but I can quickly remedy that. You are nothing but a puppet and I'm gonna cut you off your strings. Face me if you dare and bring your whole army cause I'll win and you know it.

A Dark Dream

My eyes drifted along the ground. Everything seemed so lost, my whole life up in the air. I've cried all I could and I've lost so much. When all seemed hopeless, I knew there had to be a reason. Some bigger purpose. I couldn't place it, could understand why I felt there had to be something more. I felt a hand over my shoulder, someone with a blurred face. I couldn't understand what he was trying to say but I knew he had to be smiling. That was when I knew that I was fighting to meet him. The person I was to be with for the rest of my life. I knew nothing about him, only that his hand was all the comfort I needed to keep going. Now I search for him. Through all the trouble that I have been through and all that I have caused, I know that I am looking for this person. Maybe I've already met them, maybe I've broke their heart. I might be with them, I might meet them soon. I just know I will end my life next to this person.