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I Want...



I want to remember

things that aren't real,

things about us, between us.

the things i used to wish could happen,

and am still wishing would have happened.

but that is impossible now,

now that your are gone,

your body seperated from your spirit.

it still seems like yesturday.

and yet this desire,

the yearning for that connection

the desperation of missing you

has filled my life,

lasted for way to long,

though not long enough.

To afraid to let go

afraid to move on,

Afraid that I'll for get you,

those little memories

the blue of your eyes,

like ice,

they still make me shiver.

The compassion of your touch,

your loving arms out stretched to me,

there to embrace my trembling body

on nights when i just needed to be held,

to feel the heat of your body,

the depth of your breath,

to watch you watching me,

understanding me.

The little that i do remember is fading,

flickering

like a candle about to go out.

white washed wall

now painted red,

spatter, smeared

with the life of the dead.



Puddles of bodies

cover the floor,

streams of crimson

flow to the door.



From the eye's of the killer

A single tear fell

"some day" he thought

"I'll see you in Hell"