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Jaded. Fragmented. Fallen.
Always Rising.
Saturday, December 31, 2005
04:33 p.m.
One moment,
its entire caption reads,
unknown to hearts to be,
and it is i that is lying here
you are no where...
gone already-
business done.
A broken heart
has no place to be mended
so it shall be left
like all certainties.
Living in a moment,
one single caption...
i hold my breath for that promise
and fall fool
for believing the magic
of a kiss.
Mistaken is passion
for bliss
and it is i,
your playette
that gets carved into the caption
unknown to hearts to come...
-alysia-
Saturday, December 31, 2005
04:29 p.m.
Thicker Than Myne (For Kodi)
Remembered
are the blue silk sheets
that held us
silently
in a lie.
Not one thought
but all created in the mind.
Pierced,
the truth has no place here,
only passion
its waves overcome us both
and we're captive-
held prisoner to the insensitivity.
No boundaries,
only misintentions-
two hearts alone in the night
lonely
but embracing each other
with fear and passion-
your blood runs over my body-
tasting thicker than myne.
-alysia-
Friday, December 30, 2005
08:24 p.m.
Just Yourself
A summer captive in your mind-
you're held without a ghost,
you gave up your spirit long ago
with the determination
to never let go
and this is where you've swam.
A misguided chance,
leaves you full-
a summer of not magic
but of yourself
and the illusions of love-
he's never let you go
but always let you down.
Alone,
the summer was colder
and the heat of passion
held no chance
for a heart
already held by myne.
-alysia-
Friday, December 30, 2005
04:20 p.m.
Fighting Free
Fighting,
i appear stronger
but only in more pain.
Another chance gained
but left unapproved.
you were there.
that night runs through me,
my veins controlling the input-
i simply go through the motions,
i've been here before.
And yet,
Through the veil of darkness
i can feel my heart quietly
fluttering
and it's by the sound of your voice.
Nervous laughter,
i stare into your eyes
broken,
the coolness has just reached me
and i realize that it's
yours.
i open my eyes
and you're no where to be seen.
i should have figured-
your heart was too good
to be given to myne.
-alysia-
Friday, December 30, 2005
04:16 p.m.
No Thought
Crying,
no stone bleeds
but my heart cries out-
afraid,
alone,
beaten.
They are your hands
that it knows so well
and yet, you are able
to stare the strangers in the eye.
You are able to hope that your dream
will soon be myne.
-alysia-
Friday, December 30, 2005
04:12 p.m.
Still Unbroken
A special breath
you realize that all this time
the earth has closed around you-
rotted away your heart
and now it's trying to fly again.
Staggering
like a homeless whore,
you find yourself drunken
with his love
until his fist comes and awakens you-
lost once again.
Your fault i suppose-
how could life be to blame
when it's your heart that remains
bleeding
and unbroken.
-alysia-
Friday, December 30, 2005
04:06 p.m.
Disdain
Always wrong-
you've doubted every part of me
and still i've kept walking,
kept daring you to look me in the eye.
i'll never be the angel
you always dreamt of,
the little gurl that would come to save you-
make you whole.
You cannot contain me,
and bribes won't make me stay.
Life has tainted me differently
and disdainful
is how your glasses have painted me.
Whatever-
look at my eyes-
i am not your carbon copy-
i will not be your laughter's excuse-
i am me
daring to be true-
no matter how many times
i cut you.
-alysia-
Friday, December 30, 2005
04:02 p.m.
Absence of Reality
The loss of all total feeling,
she's caught in the wind
of her thoughts.
Aimless she finds herself
walking-
pacing,
unable to stand still.
The absence of all reality
taints
her innocence
and her blood
only leads the way.
Follow the path
passed the thorns
and find all truth
dead.
-alysia-
Friday, December 30, 2005
03:56 p.m.
Morning after
Trapped,
she finds herself
fallen
and broken,
without the memory
of rain.
The leaves have
cracked
beneath her feet
and her love has
failed
once again.
Heartbroken,
she realizes that it was
just a mirror
that she stumbled into,
and just a star
that had left her;
the night's sparkle
turning to the bottle
and the morning after
turning to a hell's paradise.
-alysia-
Friday, December 30, 2005
03:52 p.m.
Winds of Dancing
Logic griping your heart,
the ice melts
but you're numb with
unpain.
The taste of wine
disdaining
your world
but you walk in hopes
of dancing.
Wings,
long forgotten-
the ground loses
its reality
but you're chained by
the choices
you've made.
-alysia-
Friday, December 30, 2005
03:47 p.m.
The Last Hit
Bitter,
it taints your mouth-
disdainfully you look upon
life
and take another hit.
Memories only flood
when you're awake
so adequate measures
you seem to take
until all your life is
faded away.
A haze, soon,
is all you know.
Bitterness entrances you
and you set out
to become
everything you hate.
Life,
now tastes as blood.
Cut-
you cannot feel the pain,
cannot escape the reality
in which you reside.
Stumbling,
you grip the handrail
and open your eyes,
the death does not surprise you-
instead
the smiles that face you-
the arms that reach out
for one last
cry.
-alysia-
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