Sincere Theory

My fingers need to move. They need to stroke these tears since they can no longer stroke your face. Skin peeled off. Face car type. This is the love of kings who fail to see the treachery of a hurt worn down. Like many a peasant who resisted the urge of power, I lay here devoured. Consumed with the memory of the light. Darkness my tomb. I lay silent and still with hopes of ever being more than I am. Believing the power to believe is overrated. Meditate on that.

Sadness creeps through. I was once a man laid atop a castle in the highest mountain and I saw the world from a downward view. I looked at the spiral of mankind and saw it whisper movement is the key. But I stood still, just watching. Gathering intel on a life I’d never live just so I could understand the motives of someone other than myself.

Then one day the bar blew away and I found myself free able to move amongst the men and so I fell. Landing on my knees, I paid no attention to the scars. Or the pain. Or the loss. Just the fact that the loneliness was blown away with the bars. Unable to stand I was still fortunate enough to understand the movement.

So here I lie. My ego nonexistent. Looking up to a view that made me who I am from the beaten path that molds who I can become.

A maiden wipes my face, dripping with tears, and I thank her softly. Nothing is concrete. I kneel beside the mat I call home and I repeat. Nothing is concrete.

So here I lie.

Behind the Veil

Let me find my loneliness
In these words
Let me look for definition
Beyond the stroke of a single line
But in these sentiments
Let me be satiated there

Let me be impenetrable to those who move
In circles
Hovering around
Looking for loss souls like mine
To  devastate

Crash down these burdens
With the void of  numb
And watch me hide
Watch me become tearless
To the ventricle
Long stopped pumping
A muscle gone temporal
Shedding it’s heaven for the apathy
of earth

Let me find my loneliness
In these words


Tell me you love me
Like you used to
Creative ways to show
Because I am worth the extra effort
Just let me see the sentiment
Let us be brave enough
To work together
Let us find
Each other
in safe places
Like tender kisses
Let us mistake our gifts
For the truth
And be whole in this partnership

Tell me you love me
Paint it
Sing it
Write it in my skin

Just tell me you love me
On anything but a whim


Heal my heart
Take the words from this blade
And watch my resolve go limp
Remove the sound of disgust
From ordinary sentiments
And watch my tears
Shed flawlessly
Cover the look long gone
Of love that betrays me
A weak glimmer
Only to be found
Heal my heart
By waking me from this chaos
Surreal encounter
Of warped misunderstandings
Heal my heart
and let me…