darkautumnight

"We held hands on the last night on earth." It was a warm summer night that fell to an early autumn wind. The stars shined so brightly that I almost wondered if it would be their last night in the blackness surrounding. The air was filled with cinders from the memories that we burned and the lies that we had so willingly tried to destroy. It was a night that seemed too short, but would never end. A night that was so innocent and pure, but poisoned by the past. Was this the last desperate night? For tomorrow seemed too far in the distance, to ever believe that it would come. We were the only to know that this night was different from all the

This is a letter to you That does not exist Written with hateful love And sealed with a kiss It will never find you Because it will never be sent It would reveal the truth To tell you what I meant A page filled with words That will never be written down A thousand somber emotions Many of which, will never be found From a mind that does not think To a heart that does not care To a void that was never created And a person who was never there I cannot express to you What I cannot clearly feel To hope that someday what didn't exist Will finally never be real

I dare not say What I truly feel And hold back each day and night I cannot reminisce upon your face Or feel your breath across my skin You have become nothing within my sight Whatever happened To everything I ever believed was true And how did all I loved get turned away Maybe nothing lasts forever And all good must have an end But I still never saw it turning out this way There is no turning back No fairytale full of bliss Everything just continues to fall in Each day presses forward Each night continues on For every intriguing beginning, there is an even better relentless end..

Motionless beauty Draped in tangled hair Lying there so innocently A look of fear on a face so fair Dripping blood Down the neck of the pure Where life is the pain And death is the cure So many meanings On a lifeless face The look of an angel With its loss of grace A creature of God A tragic end With the mark of the devil On a life without sin