ocean , sky, breathe, lie.
time, wounds, live, die.
scream, whimper, push, shove.
amber, romance, bird, dove.
words, paper, ink, pen.
bedroom, kitchen, attic, den.
love, hate, revenge, lust.
noisy, faithful, empty, trust.
....this turned into:
The empty ocean takes it's waves in,
whispers to the sky,
and breathes out the day,
for it has been a waste and a lie.
Time has taken it's toll
on my open wounds ,
tainting my life
with the will to die.
scream to make some noise,
whimper to express your pain,
push away your anger,
and shove away the fear.
amber eyes are envious
of the romance growing in the park
as birds like pigeons collect crumbs,
jealous of the pure white doves.
words like imagined phantoms
stain the lined paper and
the ink flows steadily
from the fountain's pen.
the stench of my bedroom has penetrated
the walls of the kitchen
and is twisting to the attic
and down to the den.
love has read your body
but hates not knowing how to interpret
languages of revenge
and the secret of lust.
noisy hearts beat
faithfully in tune.
an empty souless being,
calls a warning
of our impending doom.
Geez
XD