Cigarette Sympathy

Burning before my eyes,

Simply, Slowly, Dies,

The anticipation of the smile,

Lingering for a while,

In my mind so closed,

Thus critically composed,

But the smile never comes,

And eventaully becomes,

A distant memory,

Of what was meant to be.

Ode To The Broken

A darkness surrounding,

The constant pounding,

What has consumed us,

Starts the founding,

The inner strength,

At arms length,

To touch, To Feel,

To Think,

Broken we are,

You can see the scar,

Shone though the bandage,

The tough even weep,

For it dug so deep,

But the light is coming,

The pain is numbing,

You're through running,

There's no need for fear,

Wipe away the tear,

Forget the past,

The sun is here,

Vital Signs

Bathing in glass,

This time ill pass,

Deceptive it seems,

Breaking our dreams,

I hoped for more in return,

But all thats left is a lesson to learn,

Why is that the good times never roll,

And everything spirals out of control,

Just when you think its getting better,

You get another letter,

Reading you the fate of man,

Reminding you of how it began,

How it will end is already written,

We pushed to far and got bitten,

Obvious it come to mind,

How we can be so blind,

I am quite sure,

There is no cure,