Morgue

Faces and places consume my reprieve
The moon screams an apocalyptic glow
Pin pricked by pain my heart leaks like a sieve
Into false waters and darkness below
There lies an untruth in each of your words
You refuse to speak when I crave it most
Losing the sky like a broken winged bird
Attempting to talk through a clouded host
I crash land alone into lost memories
The rain becomes jealous of each tear shed
Dropping my heart onto cold, wet, concrete.
Gasping for love -- its reached terminal death
The horror will dry and my heart will shrink
Embalmed in loneliness -- frozen reprieve.

Delusion

Compromise is a bridge between soulmates
At what point do I let you win this war?
I'll lose myself in profitless roleplay
Vanishing in hope --I've been there before
Your major wrongs have become minor lies
forced to forgive you with my trusting heart
Those minor lies have become twisted ties
strong irony binds us further apart
Nightmares plague me: painted faces, thick smoke
Dead coyotes howl through long matted hair
Laughing at our dreams -- is this some cruel joke?
Your answer fuels my frigorific glare:
"...Finding myself after all of this time
The path I must walk is not ours, it's mine."