October 2009
Coffins; (10/31/09)
This Picture of us is all you left me. It’s like opening a coffin, Seeing your face frozen in it’s frame. I can’t take it; The touch of your hands still resides between my fingers, The scent of your breath lodged in my throat; And i’m expected to just walk away. The shadows embellishing these walls are my last comfort; Will these ghosts ever leave? They speak in whispers,...
Breathe; (10/26/09)
I sleep at night, But am I really there? I’m places elsewhere, But no matter what, i’m scared, to breathe. Look out of your hollow eyes, Live your life, But is all this ground just made of lies? Yes, time will be the death of me, Time will be the death of you. I lay here, I just wanna be enough. The cold air keeps me up at night, But the feeling of it all makes me feel alive, Just...
“War Will Make Corpses of Us All”
– Faramir, Captain of Gondor. Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers 