Dark Poetry Prose Poetry December 26, 2004 Dark Poetic Prose

12-26-04 sunday 11:05pm

know me. i wil try to let you.

and hope that you can offer the same.

wear me like a shield. that i could take those blows for you. let it be my blood shed. not yours. let the weapons of the world open my skin. let me keep yours protected..

love me then. love me now. whenever's most convenient i would guess.

how lonesome are you now.

swing me like a noose. death dancing infront of you.

12-26-04 sunday 11:16pm

the ground is cold. cold enough to sustain those weak snowflakes as they attempt to stick to the pavement.

making everywhere we go that much more dangerous. making every small footstep a fall about to happen.

and every driver a little less sure of how fast they can get home.

i wish i knew in advance what the colors would become when we let them run together as we do. then at least i'd know when to shut my mouth and when to stop listening to you.

i wish i knew how to cure all those people who struggle to be happy against all the obstacles in their way. or how i could eliminate them. to change someone's life for the better. even if i can't change my own.

but wishing is for martyrs and saints. all those disciples of religion's false armada. it's not a war. it's not a test. it's just life choking on its own vomit.

it's not your heart breaking. it's only hope unravelling. all your life proving useless. it's not that you didn't get what you wanted. it's how well it got you.

12-26-054 sunday 11:45pm

a nice email... how hard is that to do.

saw you. guess you wanted me to. figured it was a tease. just the homepage.

wouldn't it be nice to die that way. under the moon of lost love. fulfilled in my most unwfulfiled of ways.

should i ever be so fortunate as to.

i couldn't wasn't able to. give you all i wanted.

i contemplated the sacrifice and didn't think you needed it.

cause you had so much i never can.

how much could i love someone who already had more love than they needed.

i couldn've fallen so much harder, but i was well prepared.

much as i wanted to love you, it was obvious the dangers there.

but what really did you need with it. having all you do.

i coudd've gained. you could've lost. but that's not what i wanted.

i couldn've been the victor, but i never set out to win.