Not over

I was holding out well

Thought it was over;

I had moved on

And everything was back to normal.

I made the mistake

Of meeting you again-

The scent of your body

The feel of your hair on my face

The overpowering sense of love

Blew my pretentious self-restraint away

Made me realize

Nothing could ever be normal.

I long to snatch you from the world

and hold you in my arms again

To feel your hair, your breath on my skin

I long for a day, when you'd be mine

Even if for a single day

For in my heart I know

You will never be mine

And I will always love you.

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I wanted to waste myself

For failing to stand up to me;

I wanted to hurt them

and in some twisted, perverted corner of my mind

I figured the best way to do that

Would be to hurt the one thing they care about the most;

I wanted to find a way to heaven

Without attaining salvation;

So here I am, in the beautiful world

with greener grass and sweeter wine

Going out, but on my own terms

I have no regrets.

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Do Valkyries come

For vengeful, arrogant souls?

As the being clamors

trying to break every possible rule

A rebel without a cause

Desperate acts of defiance

Acts of anger, strength, stamina

to show there is fire inside

Bubbles, all bubbles

The little child inside

withdraws further into his corner

lonely and scared,

desperately needing some love

that never comes

Fearful eyes darting here and there.

The frenzied bull rages on outside

Determined to shield the child at any cost.

The Night

The Cricket chirps in the distance
in the otherwise silent night
As we draw closer
I can smell the animal in her
the wild beast in me awakens:
I drink from her, the forbidden
nectar of lust, not love;
the warm breath, in my ear
whispers: "I love you"
Her fingers dig into my flesh
- a pain that causes pleasure
My palpitation grows stronger
The stench of sweat
Mine and hers, mixed-
The night draws longer.