The ChaseIt hurts now, Bitterly stabbing, Pain flows, Softly at first, Then stronger Beating Like a drum, Faster and faster Unable to keep pace Chasing and searching Distance melody Until quiet, And then the sorrow, Silent tears FallThe Chase
One By One
New MoonAll became dark, Unexpected, time stood still, A sudden eclipse desended, Not even the frightened look Which entered her eyes could be seen, Too afraid to move, She stood still, Waiting and waiting, The dark consumed, Whirling and chasing, Like hungry wolves, That bit and clawed at her heart, When she was ready to slow and quietly surrender, A sudden light appeared, A new moon, He was there just for her, And she bathed in his light.New Moon
He forgot how to loveHe forgot how to love her, A theory which before had consumed, Night had become day,He forgot how to love
The winter summer,
But one long warm day he had the answer, But as the summer left and winter returned, This answer slowly and peacefully died, The missing ingredient could not be found, Of how to love her, He could write a story of his love, A thousand lines of emotion with paper and pen, But he could not read them aloud to make her hear, She waited patiently pulling petals, But each one whispered he loves you not, He developed an antidote to what he felt, But no theo
HollowNow I am hollow,Hollow
The empty walking talking shell, Carve me out, my insides not longer at home, First given bit by bit, then stolen to make a set, Thrown from their peaceful place into the noise, The scream of pain echoes around the corpse, I walk and talk, mutter profound things, But my insides are gone, as you stand, With your blood red guilty hands.
Devious Journal Entry
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