Masterpiece

I have written you poetry beyond my own imagination,
Compared your lips to the sweet morning's dew...
Your eyes have burned through me with such a passion,
The passion of the millionth sun.

I have touched your soul as a sculptor would a statue
And memorized your every fold and crease...
Your words have pained through my eternity
With the ease of any artistic prodigy.

I have memorized your smiles, the way the light the rooms,
Your posture, thoughts have left me speechless once again.
Your lips the perfect composition of perfection,
They make Beethoven's Sonatas seem too plain.

I have sat beside you through your terrors,
And clutched my skin in ways of beasts...
And in your dreams, I creped besides you
I held you to my chest, just one more time.

Beside your self I laid my head, and closed my eyes again,
Your breath calmed the storm in them and made the panic shush,
The way you look straight in my eyes, although they may be borrowed
Makes it too hard to forget.

I analyzed your freckles one by one again,
The way they make you human, perfect, innocent.
You, angel, have done too much for me...
And you will stay my lullaby.

I painted you in my own blood, and put your prints throughout my soul,
You are my greatest masterpiece, you are what makes me whole.

I failed

I have broken your heart too many times to keep count,
I have lost my temper around you and scared you again,
I have forgotten my manners and showed my incompetence
And I burned my bridges for the last time, haven't I?

I keep telling you that this time it's going to be ok,
I keep lying about changing my mischievous ways again,
I keep crying for mercy for the pain I have caused you
And I'd slit my wrists for you, to make you mine again.

I was supposed to protect you from the outside world
And I have failed miserably and caused you to hurt...
I broke you and bruised you down to the core,
No wonder you stay reserved about me.

Left of Me

There's not much left of me anymore,
The cobwebs have finally been evacuated
And my ashes are blown away by the wind.
I come and I go now, as the waves do...
I'm here when you sleep and leave before you awaken.
We speak, or I listen, and life seems as it was
Then.

There's a vast emptiness inside now,
One I wish not to inflict on you, or her...
And emptiness that has no ending,
No meaning to the past...
No hope of any future...
Nothing has been left of me.

I used to have hope then,
I was a mystery to you, a puzzle.
I was the salvation you needed
And the fantasy that broke you to the core.
I'd lie if I said I did not rejoice in knowing
You needed me to breathe properly.
I'm still there, you know, even when I am away,
There are things one in my position must do
To avoid certain things out of my hands...
Stay away from eternal damnation...
Stay for one more moment
So that in that moment,
I can break your heart.

You still see me as human,
A demon beyond thy comprehension, love.
I am a monster who thrives on attention,
And I have sold my soul, my love...
For a glimpse of you.

I do as I am told, and am the major tool in the shack,
The chameleon you adored is now but a rusty nail
In his own coffin.
And damnation seemed so sweet until I caught a glimpse
Of the shiny star
In my universe.

My eyes were blind, and then I saw the light,
I broke you and now all tortures me...
And I try to find a way for my redemption
So I may flee too soon to break your heart again.
You call my name, and I am but a whisper,
I touch the glass between your skin and mine...
I dare not breathe your name another second...
I loved you most my dear... you are my afterlife.