Half Past Midnight

The record plays over and over 

Same song same good byes , 

The story should've never been 

Written that way - 

I sit with the endings , the fabric of torn sheets 

Fingerprints smudged as they walk out 

Away 

From 

Me 

There's a pillow I lie on 

Where my dreams are asleep 

It's not what I had written 

It blows away in an empty wind 

I run fast to replace it 

Nothing seems as real 

There's always the consequence 

To risking the last kiss , captured in every poem that followed to the moment 

I'm lead to believe there is an untold story 

Of chasing dreams 

If he asked , " I found my self breathing in your breath , the marrow of the heart that pounded in her chest , grasping for his soul to come clean , " 

As he 

Escaped 

From 

Me 

I'm left with the story 

Of an empty midnight street 

Windows

The path is broken limbs on winter roses 

Sullen , black and have record of coursing vains that imprint 

Foot steps in callused snow 

She grieves the dawn , so she loses sleep 

Knowing it's another day your gone 

Paths

Gravity bends measuring the mirror 

There's a void an we run to the light 

Moths flickering about thier journey 

Stuck in the framed glass window 

Comfortable  by it's warmth 

Yet that is where they die 

There's an open door

I walk out of 

I breathe the air 

I'm alive 

Walking The Line

Cash hands out a line about hurt 

An you know what I mean as the weeks trail on , 

Words crumble on paper as I type 

I can't find them , the lamp shade grows dim 

My mask hides a lions den 

I'm pacing waiting for the slaughter  

Only that it's dead winter , we know our fate 

I picture the dawn warm 

Every morning 

As this month closes 

Another book 

Another poem

Vision

I run this race and see you beside me 

Every breath I lose 

You whisper a winning secret 

No one can see you but me 

I'm digging deeper 

The finish line is far 

I'm alone 

But yet you are with me 

Tears stream down my face 

And you tell me don't give up 

I barely made it today 

As I finish at the line 

Your eyes 

Your smile disapate

We will try again tomorrow 

Wagers

There's a glory in faith when she looks upon you and smiles 

An all the hope we hide behind tired eyes 

Is alive and we are awakened by all that we ever dreamed of 

Risk wins battles as you sit in my shadows , I'm winning because of your purpose , if you could only see me now 

There's a moment when I'm still 

I realize your ghost is leading me into war 

It's all I've got left to hold on to 

My heart cracks more , I'm left heavy 

Standing in the crowds , with out you 

Alone . 

Faith raises her hands and tilts her head 

I told her I didn't believe her , 

As I now lie here alone . 

But what they don't understand that in this , I know that it's real . 

Files

I trail beyond the surface 

Glitter falls in some fashion of funeral rain 

I begin to laugh like I'm insane 

Reality sets in , 

Of all that is and I scratch it with a needle and heroine switches up that conversation we had to sometime last May when you thought I was something , 

I can't take away your numbness 

It's something you have to wake up from. 

You can't use me for your excuses 

Your judgement is clouded , my shot has one blood IV injection straight to the heart 

Your dilated eyes see my intention 

Your running 

I'm guessing your not coming home tonight 

There's only so many bruises I can take 

I just wanted your bed to lie in 

A place to call home 

You wouldn't believe it if I painted it on your walls 

Would you ? 

It's you who should be doing the convincing . 

I'm not the martyr . 

I gave it my all . 

I wear your name on my heart framed lense 

You let me go like a watches hand 

Turning with out forgiveness 

You walk past . 

I wear my dress for you 

Do you notice ? 

But you walk on by 

Shaking hands with fear and pride 

Like everything's all right 

And then you leave with out even saying 

Good night 

The Ladders

There's a cold road we travel 

Unhanded with brave smiles 

Wearing our proud hearts 

Wondering why we get thrown the stripes 

To breathe in their pain and let out a sigh 

Training to be a champion 

Missing it by the mile and I'm reminded 

As I lose sleep that no one is at her finish line 

Blood fills her eyes she grips the ropes 

Tells herself she can finish alone 

I handed out paper hearts 

Scissors and rocks in return 

I can do this I sing to myself 

I can finish this 

As they leave my side 

With every mile built in stone 

Every boy lost in sand 

I build a castle 

Watch the tide pass me by 

Haunted by ghost 

Of every good bye 

The winter won't forgive 

I wear a half cocked smile 

She knows I'll win the race 

Story

There's a oneness about the atmosphere 

In a moment lost in your picture 

Removed from words that separate hands from I love you to good byes 

Lingering to the lost moment in between 

Tracing every step wondering how I could 

Get it back to change her back 

To ask her for the chance to live again 

For only a moment on your breath 

To ask your eyes the question 

If you had one last moment 

Would you give me one more minute 

Before you turned your head 

Did you even look back 

Did you ask yourself the question 

As I sat in bed wondering 

my heart layed on the floor beating 

As you walked down the hall bleeding 

Could you tell me ? 

Or was it easy 

I lay here now 

Not wounded 

Not in need of a simple needle and thread 

 But shattered and un mended 

As sure as I know you will not read this 

For if you could 

Surly you would answer 

Walk down back through the hall 

As I lay still in this bed broken 

Waiting 

As I'm left with your picture 

You need to finish the story 

Of a long lost love 

Who remains 

Separated 

I just need one more minute 

To convince you to never 

Leave again 

Composite

Words compile by time 

Read in order as you lay on my pillow 

I hear your voice 

Laughter echos the room , it's warm in your embrace I am safe 

The world rebuilds as you hold my grey 

Your eyes the ocean I longed to live in as a child 

I slept there at night 

I'm drawing your smile as it erases the lull of the day

As my inbox ends I'm reminded 

You are gone . 

Filing letters away one by one 

Dear Diary

Today was a rough day . I can't put my finger on the moment it all came crashing down for me . 

Maybe it was explaining how my Friday night blind date was a disaster to our receptionist , because my heart belonged to someone else. . 

Maybe it was the fact I work with some not so nice people , and he wasn't there today to cheer me on . 

Maybe it was that song , the way I remembered the way he made my day smile 

Maybe it was the drive with my tears streaming because he is gone 

Maybe 

Just maybe it's how it went down 

Prints

Empty glasses , warm fingerprints still left 

To carry home the hand broken holding 

Her heart that was given back 

Contemplated against the walls of time 

Faith's watch stopped ticking 

Head dropping 

I warm my face in this winter 

Begging her for one last moment in his eyes 

Fingerprints begin to dry 

They run clouded from sorrows eyes 

The grave I carry with me now 

I can't resesitate . I walk along side me now of the person I used to be . 

The other gone , you carry her in your arms . 

There's a chapter I can't write 

A missing child , a missing light 

I sit at this table 

Faith pretends she can't hear my sorrow 

As I warm my breath on the glass 

To feel your hands again 

Memorial

Rogues the kind that destroy the ship 

The kind that come out of no where 

In a cold night 

Destroying every wall 

Making it's way down every hall 

Drowning you and everything inside 

It's consuming 

How the night  and the water 

Sing my funeral 

I couldn't hide 

I knew it this time

I stood on the deck and let it take me 

I was bare 

The mass I built for years 

So strong and steady went down first 

Hand stitched the photographed memory 

The water was warm 

As I fell under neath 

Feeling all that was buried within 

The rogue was my seine

Dying to him 

To never live again the same