Goodbye to the sweet beginning, and the firsts of a beautiful story.
Goodbye to every moment of a smile, a laugh, and so much more.
Goodbye to a heart filled with nothing more than the rawest care.
Goodbye to that loving stare.
Goodbye to the Sun, the Moon, and the Stars.
Goodbye to the close, now enjoy the far.
Goodbye to the dream, and all it brings.
Goodbye to reality, and the sometimes it stings.
Goodbye to everything, and all beyond.
Goodbye as walk away, and behind me close the door.
Goodbye by to me, and goodbye to you.
Goodbye to the echo, no more, I’m through.
Goodbye for now, and goodbye for good.
Goodbye for now, and I hope that’s understood.
Goodbye once more to make that clear.
Goodbye, goodbye.
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When the Sun Sets
When the sun sets and darkness falls.
At a time where the stars refuse to shine at night.
When only silence and shadows rule,
Be my light and bring me serenity.
When the clouds roll in and the sky howls.
At a time where the rain refuses to stop.
When only thunder and lightning rule,
Be my sight and grant me clarity.
When the earth shakes and the fires consume all.
At a time where the lands refuse to yield life.
When only calamity and pain rule,
Be my might and award me comfort.
When the it all ends and nothing remains.
At the moment where only time moves forward.
When we return to the vastness of space and emptiness rules.
Be there with me to see eternity.
Broken Glass
Reflection glaring back at me,
I hate what you’ve become
An empty husk, and broken remnant of ties undone
The wrathful, pitiful, haunting specter lingering on
Wailing, and weeping for a treasure now long gone
I loathe your form, but find compassion in knowing a heart so bitterly torn
Standing over shards of broken glass,
here I am
Cut me up, and bleed me dry
No matter how much I scream and cry, here I am
Standing over the shards of broken glass, the little pieces of me
Even when my body is scattered to the wind,
here I am
Reflection of the other me, the image of no true wealth
A vision of all that I see wrong in myself
The weak soul, unable to crawl
One left wallowing, and pitying after every fall
I despise your appearance, but find sympathy in a mind so depressed
Standing over shards of broken glass,
here I am
Cut me up, and bleed me dry
No matter how much I scream and cry,
here I am
Standing over the shards of broken glass, the little pieces of me
Even when my body is scattered to the wind, here I am
Standing over shards of broken glass, the little pieces of me
Projecting a broken up, and mangled creature
A magnified depiction of every unattractive feature
Standing over shards of broken glass,
here I am
Reflection grinning back at me,
I know what you are
Desperate shade, hiding painful scars
Lacking, longing, empty spirit drifting by
Waiting, asking, begging to truly die
I abhor your presence, but find understanding in a soul left bleeding
Standing over shards of broken glass, here I am
Break me down, a bury me deep
Allow me rest, allow me sleep
Even when the maggots come,
Here I am, standing over these shards of broken glass. “
Unraveled|Undone
Bond of blood
Bond of brotherhood
Bonds are broken
Bonds are lost.
Binding links
Like shrinking chains
A short leash
A quick change.
Tying knots
Unraveled and undone
Shattered dreams
Leaving one.
To despair
Inevitable feeling
Fading memory
Imminent fall.
Final song
A sirens call
Departing hour
Biting past
Broken bonds
Where chains don’t last.
Intoxication: Relapse
Stay away I tell myself, but I miss the feel.
I love, I crave.
The sickening addiction I can’t escape.
Helpless, and a slave.
Intoxication.
Through my veins, into my soul.
Clear my mind, and take me whole.
Melt my pain with numbing flow.
Intoxication.
Every hit I feel freed, and chained down as I bleed.
I hate what this does.
But for more, I beg, I plead.
Intoxication consuming me.
There, and back, and back, and back again.
Repetition is comforting, the habit consoling.
But poisons break me down.
Intoxication.
I’m shaking in, all the way to the bone.
Withdrawal leaves wanting, and wanting again.
For the next, I need, I desire.
Intoxication burns like fire.
Filled with lust, disgusting hunger.
Stealing, taking, the things not mine.
Thrown away to quell my want.
Intoxication, I’m suffering.
The Devoted
Unturned, unshaken and unmoved.
Through all things, my will has proved, an undying devotion.
Rooted in, and planted down.
No matter how many smiles and frowns, my soul does not move around.
Beyond the rage, beyond the sorrows, and threats of hate.
Through all those things, my will has proved my fate, an infinite devotion.
No ails, no afflictions too great,
These knees do not bend, and with it a loyalty that does not end.
Regardless of storms, and the earthquakes that try to shake me. Through it all, one thing will forever and always be, my devotion is both abundant and free.
I am The Devoted, the purest expression of unity.
—To my greatest friend.
Inevitable Finality
Embrace the sun, for nothing is everlasting.
In time, all light fades.
No soul, no man, no thing is beyond its passing.
Look to the stars, and know that their light is dead.
Distant, cold and lifeless husks whose legacy is far from the truth. The lie, the hands that are red, stained with the illusions.
Encumbered by the dishonest, and false portrayals.
Into the dusk, all things tread.
The candle, like passion burns brightly in the night air, but burns away at a moment’s notice as if never even there.
Coming into fruition are all the things that were never meant to be.
The simple anomalies, the blatant denials and rejections, an imposed reality.
Culminating ruination speaks as loudly as it speaks clear.
Utterances of the things none wish to fall upon their ears, but the course is set.
Stay the course, and do not forget.
The feelings of the leaving moments, the fleeting nature of all things, and the inevitable finality.
Forgotten Echoes 