Ariadne's Thread

Today or Tomorrow

today, for now, and then

to me, and you

the world in between

certain daylight reeks of disgust

with evidence lacking, your world

requires victims

mine your trust

you turn into something

else

a specter walks among us

within, without

a world shaken, then broken

under this way word

passion frozen

under this rose like stare of

heaven's sure light

so long, my darling

heaven is now aching

for your white skin

and darkness of thick black hair

your dreams, in misery, i speak

for onto you, there exists a division

with each word you seek

an answer for you tonight

under the heavens

among the wasted morning sunlight

within plain states

ambient moods

aloof to this, my face

a world comes together

to fortune and gold

her hands now replace

my lover's last words

with which she burned and scorned

i am now on the edge

for i could surely end

my life with just a twist

of a knife, or a blade

i would want to end this life

for i am simply tired of living

to begin again

with another

in or among

i am only to die

to drive this blade into my lonely and lost soul

without reason

without remorse

only a twist

and i need only

to let go

fashions arise

in my closet land fancy

with this night, i am always lost

into something full of pain and sorrow

all so maudlin like

on a velvet plane

for which i could fly off

into the heavens

on a rich hunger's take

and break into tomorrow

with a crash of gloom

her enemy is my misfortune

her blood, my doom

nevertheless, i do lust

to taste the salt and the wine

that resides in her veins

on this night of ours

i do not want it to end

nor, do i want it to begin

on her shoulders, i could kiss

and come what mystery

her ambivalence loves company

as misery seeks deceit

full throttle into tomorrow

unique with her mind

she possibly knew

with winds of stinking of the black boiling kettle

brewing with what lies in store

for us

for you

with the advent of the dawn

the future's hot, ripe

and brewing stew

dissolve she said

and resolve to me

with your kind words

and long touching hair

there is nothing i could compare

to her

as my anger

an enmity grows from fear

that she could leave me without a goodbye

but then i am well again

laughing at the times and the tides

or the way we see, underneath

the wounds here and there

to abide my the dress

begging me to change

the way i am

or could be

given proper guidance, i wonder

supposedly

often, she would give

sinking, sullen

only too much

for there, for me

to speak

my life has only grown separated

by my need to die

and my need to live

our last dance

a time to gaze once again

on a fantasy which never was to be

hatred within me

eating away at me

corrosive

damage

beguile me, sweet angel

with your wings and daylight

a face full and as frosty

as an antarctic pitch

snowy and white

vast with nothing

gleaming with a glow

or a touch from god himself

only you and i would know

if you kissed me now

i surely would not tell

a soul in this world of ours

for your lips would leave

our dance knowing

that we once touched

but now are going

off to be with another

never were we together

never were we apart

but being together means

a sacrifice for both

and suicide kings are we

death match visions

understanding what cannot be understood

my depression lasting too long

the path i have chosen

ending

and my time dying

with the killer inside me