The Blue Twilight of Tomorrow

Finding closure for your heart.

sign

Silver dust of the illiterate moon.

The way your sapphires twinkle

like eyes in the winter solstice

steals the words from mouth 

like a treasure hunter.

You like hunting the treasure 

of my words.

The meanings not found in the 

air that I breathe,

but lost in the holes of my heart,

attack, you seem to like 

to do that.

Your kiss giving life to my

heavenly body,

but the lyrics that you sing

misfire into my brain.

My neurons exploding with 

one stroke, of your hand on

my face,

I fall into an unconscious state.

Fluttering between my fantasy

and your reality.

The purgatory of my insanity,

caught between the heaven

that you claim

and the 

Hell that you bring.

My guardian angel held

hostage by the demons that

I hold so close to me.

I hug the tightly while

Insomnia and I loo for

pieces of my shattered dreams.

She whispers her secrets in 

my ear and tells me how she

can't sleep with out me,

and her laugh at 

The monsters under my bed,

The nightmares inside my head,

The way my anxiety spreads.

Tic Toc

Tic Toc

Tic Toc

So if 60 seconds make 1 minute

and 60 minutes make 1 hour

and there are 24 hours in 1 day

then how much time have I

wasted thinking about you,

and me does not equal we.

There was always something

missing between us like a

broken puzzle piece.

It is impossible to evolve into

love without a V and an E,

quation.

Now flip that.

We evolve from strangers

into friends

into 2 people

becoming 1

Divided by the walls

you built up around yourself

Multiplied by the tears I cried

when I was by myself.

Add in the fact that I loved 

you when you didn't even 

love yourself.

Subtract me from the problem,

and you will find your answer.

Did you figure it out?

Or did Karma tell you,

that if you push away an angel

you end up with a devil.

Did God warn you that if

you push this angel hard

enough and treat her worse

than any other

then she will lose her wings,

break her halo 

and start

raising Hell

like Satan's mother?

Now, I will destroy you in

the most beautiful way possible

with the elegance of my legacy

I will sit upon my iron throne

and watch as your empire 

crumbles systematically.

Flowers will die around you,

Your friends will start to

betray you.

Heartbreak will constantly

plague you.

You will regret the day you

ever told me goodbye,

because that's the day you

dies in my eyes.

You thought you meant so

much to me,

but secretly, I had started

writing your obituary the

very first time you lied to me.

I know I think a little differently

My thoughts flow inconsistently,

and the way that you lied 

to me,

well honestly,

you did it rather beautifully.

I captured you lies

like photography

and put them in the cracks

of my heart for me to keep.

And with every lie,

I deleted a picture of you

from my memory

And added another chapter

to your obituary.

People come into our lives

for a reason,

and stay for a purpose.

I guess yours was an accident

because our relationship

ended up being worthless.

And the stupid games you 

used to play,

well I can play them too.

Let's play this game,

To Tell The Truth

you first must confess

that you probably 

think this poem's about you

Don't you

Don't you

Well don't you?

Author's Note

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