purple rain

 

staring at the horizon watching,waiting hoping for the ripples of the

ocean to bring you back to me...juts like waiting for a purple rain
to fall from the sky....waiting....

suicide

Up my wrist it slowly slides
first it kisses then begins to bite
deeper i scream
as my wrist starts to bleed
deeper it goes
until its completely inside of me
my wrist quickly spasms
as my vein fights to beat
but sadly there is no life left inside of me
so i breath my last breath
and bleed my last drop
as my wrist comes to an abrupt stop

my goodbye

lessen the burden on my spirit
that no longer lives beside you. My
soul can not exist in a realm
of diseased tranquility, manipulated
by the broken promises of yesterday.
The totality of my being has shattered
at my calling from the angels...
leaving behind tiny little fractures

purple rose

the sweetest of
all sins. Love the deadliest way
to live. Trapped in a labyrinth
of simple gestures mixed with
blunt facial expressions, that
hold too much emotional
content for the heart to bear
alone.like a purple rose dying on its own