TheDPS

From that Thursday night In the middle where we met I fell so hard for you And I haven't landed yet Your voice set me free Your eyes set me ablaze You engulfed  my soul And cleared the haze In so many ways you have Showed me how good life can be You will never understand Just how much you mean to me (mean to me) Everyday with every breath I will breath for you You truly saved my life If you only knew  (only knew) I owe you my life And everything I am Before I met you I was only half a man (half a man) Your love has lifted me It changed my whole world I can do so much more Then I could before I've never craved anyone Like I crave you n

I am beat and broken And left for dead I can not get It through my head I make mistakes And hide the pain I feel alone Myself to blame I cry when there's no one around So they won't know I'm so weak I scream aloud Unitl I cannot speak I wake drenched in sweat Because I dream of the past And when I slip I fall too fast I feel so empty Without a clue I hide myself from even you If I bear my soul You will not see What it is it meant to me I cry when there's no one around So they won't know I'm so weak I scream aloud Unitl I cannot speak I wake drenched in sweat Because I dream of the past And when I slip I fall too fast I'm standing

She walked in the forest her gown an ashen white Through blackened wood of creaking branches And crisp leaves of past autumns. Whispering followed her-surrounded her As souls carried on the wind were guided Down the path of the unknown. Moths a pale green fluttered about the wisps Of worn fabric and faded hair. The moon shone through with a silvery veil Hitting her eyes making them a silvery gleam. A mystery yet to be solved Her heart yearns for the One to make it whole As centuries passed as she searched And led the forsaken to redemption. Following are the souls of the lonely and lost Their joints mimicking the branches

so she told me, hair water- falling down over         her ship's deck shoulders, that she would like to be with me: we could write stories, said she. i reached out: empty air; the ground splitting beneath me into warring factions and i had been standing on the 17th parallel for too many years now, as the pressure escalated up, up, and away – "you won't be happy, with me," (her stainless steel nails dig deep into my serotonin skin as she takes her place beside me, distracts me from the fall) – "no, you won't be happy," she assures me, "but then, again, you ne