Waiting

Waiting for a person to be at the door
There is no knock knock
But a silent shuffule of people walking
The telephone rings, a mixed up identity
Night creeps up, yet no sign of that black moon
Surrounded by clouds and flakes,just ticks and tocks of a watch
Light me up it says but no light is present
Can u find me a light that will shine on
Instead of turning off at heated moments
Playing mind games instead of being just
Retreating from the truth, and throwing lies
Hiding your face with a mask, but halloween has ended
And your true self is not hidden anymore

Passion

your eyes burn
hard to stare
feeling uncomfortable
in your presence
not coming close

your skin so smooth
hard to keep my hands to myself
imagining is my only
opiate, math problems
make it hard
to solve you
but the answer i look for
is in the wrong places

not so sure

the day began as the sun rose
from the depths of a nightmare
a multiple choice of answers
not sure which to pick
undecided i end up falling
"you have run out of time"

carryed out by the spirts
lay dreaming
forgetting an agenda was at hand
waking from a noisy tune
looking back at time
and forgeting my health

left dreaming

the fallen leaves of autumn
the shinning light
brought down by the world
saddened by the end

it was said the sun
would rise from the west

left dreaming
how it would happen

come find a burial spot
find it comfortable
for thats your last bed

until the end of time
where all shall die
you will find me
on the other side

sipping on alchol
and rejoicing the
cool moment