The Last Song

Laying in the soft comfort of my bed one night,
I begin to drift off to sleep.
But before I can begin dreaming,
A sweet melody comes to my ears;
The most lovely music I have ever heard.
And though this sweet song is wordless,
The notes tell me all;
The song speaks of love and hatred in unseemly harmony,
War and peace joining,
Melancholy and happiness blended together as one,
And never-ending neutrality.
I listen to this song,
Wonderful and yet terrible,
Upbeat and yet sinister;
The lovely notes slowly die out in my ears,
My heart pounding along with the slowing beat,
Slackening its pace with the perishing song,
Quieting with the dying notes.
I realize too late that this is the last song,
The last song for me,
As my breath stops forever,
My heart beating no longer,
And all is silent as I fall into an eternal slumber.



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Beauty is the Beast

They tell me I'm beautiful.
Do they know what lies behind these eyes they call pretty?
Can they even begin to fathom the ugliness that lurks there,
The anger,
Hatred,
Envy?
This hideous beast lives within,
And yet no one seems to recognize it.
It claws at my heart, slowly but surely
Eating it away.
And one day, I shall be gone,
My soul replaced by this destructive monster,
And I will lose what little beauty I hold
Within my soul.
Will anyone remember this girl lost?
Or will they simply forget the way she used to be?
These are the questions that relentlessly escape being answered;
This hideous, misunderstood monster
Will stand alone.


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Love Pains

The pain of love;
The love of pain;
Two different things that sound the same.
The pain of loving a lover of pain;
That is what I feel,
Because I'm in love with a masochist
Who doesn't love me back.
How insane is that?
It is simply easier to give up;
To give in, because I'll never win.
All I can feel is pain, pain I do not desire.



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Sweet Tears

He calls to me from my dreams;
He beckons to me, smiling;
He holds out his hand, silently asking me
To join him in his eternal rest.
I smile at him,
But I do not take his hand.
His lips whisper soundlessly,
Pleading to be heard;
And yet I still hear nothing, only my inner voice;
I want to join him.
I want to stay with him forever,
Even if it means my peril.
But my inner voice screams at me to stay away,
To stay away from his deathly beauty.
And so I stand there helplessly, unable to decide,
His lovely eyes pleading with me,
But my heart is torn;
I cannot move toward him or away,
And I simply wake up, tasting the tears,
The sweet tears from his deathly presence.



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Constellations

Stars, bright in the evening sky,
Like eyes watching you;
The time flies by,
And before you know it,
You're living a lie;
Everyone thinks you're what you're not;
Eventually you become too scared to deny
The lies you have spun;
How do you break free from the lie?
The stars are watching you, you cannot escape their gaze;
They're always there, their gaze betrays
The truth behind your words.



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