Could you rip me apart

And destroy the fragmented pieces

That remain?

Could you shatter my heart

And step upon

Those very pieces?

Could you batter my soul

And suck it dry

Of all life?

Yes, you could.

Yes, you would.

Fade Away

The moonlight rains upon my pain,

Testimony to the tears that

Pry themselves loose from my eyelids.

Slowly whispering, softly, gently,

Everything won’t be okay.

Could I drink your innocence?

Make myself pure,

Of hatred, of lust, of rage and envy.

Salvage me

From the shackles of time,

Of pain, of norms;

From me.

Your love smothers me,

Suffocates me, makes me want to leave.

And yet, I hold on.

Your touch awakens the pain

In my dying soul.

Could I be sane again,

Till my soul bleeds itself dry

Of all the pain?