Attempt at Haiku

Call from the darkness
Another day of longing
Nights that never end

Key of Innocence

Resting in this weariness
Spinning until i lose control
Don't know where I started

The pain of a thousand hearts becomes one soul
Holding onto the key
A broken key that opens one door
A door of shattered glass and lost innocence

Once a picture of beauty
Now capturing the essence of loneliness
The broken glass sings a song
Tells a story that everyone knows

No more singing today
Today there is silence
The silence spinning all around
Spinning until I lose control

Starting Over the Same story

Starting over
Don't know where i am
Don't know why i started to believe
Spinning in circles
I think im going to crash tonight

Same old story
Still here where I've always been
Believe that you would care
Circles of doubt
Lose it all and say goodbye before the first light

Journal of Pain

The lies hidden
Twice remembered
One more time they will never be forgotten

None wish to hold this book
This pen lies within our own grasp
We hate this book
This journal of time

We find ourselves scribbling names
Over and over it is an addiction
Like scratching an open wound
One thousand names written by one hand

Every name is uniquely the same
How many books have been filled
How many times will we write our own name
Tomorrow will end the writing

Today never seems to end
My body aches with the pain of my heart
Beyond the grasp of fire
The book lies hidden with my heart

saved

living alone a heart totally engrossed without a single hesitation
having no longer use for a body
living without the wealth of carrying a burden
light enough as to be blown away like the dust

dust left by a shattered body
holding onto the lifeless corpse
and hoping that breath will never come back
living as if you never could care again

throwing away what is left to make room
everything is so tense
you start to feel relaxed
the world is spinning so fast, you can finally rest

rest in peace we say
so as to erase the memory of what death truly is
may you live long and be merry
whispered through the clenched teeth of the executioner

the daughter of all nations must be put to death
by a father that would die for her
how long must she wait till the blade falls
when will she be saved

when will she be saved

deceiving fear

i told you my fear
you promised it wasn't true
i believed you for a while
until the truth was hiding

unseen yet felt
a simple mocking glance
it gave away the whole look
the heart behind the words could not be hidden

the day will come
when the truth will not be flattery
when the glance will no longer be a glance
but a disdainful stare

look hard and find out where it was left
look far and know that the distance traveled was hard
and the trust was misplaced in the end
given over to a day when words were plentiful and often wasted

my fear was seen
in the end it must not be shown for the truth that lies behind it
but the good that will never come of the deceit
in the end the truth is not a pet to be manipulated

past of darkness

ask the questions that have no right answer
kill every day that has a sunrise
and hope that in the end the darkness will forget past sins

the night remembers
the darkness refuses to let go
but will turn its back on all that is dear

it hates the love that draws it back
it loves the hate that kills the emotion
this fading love gives breath to a new life