StumpyTheStump

  The scent of old parchment in the dying light,   The rustle of robes in eternal night,   The glint of the scythe, silver shining old,   The never-ending list is a sight to behold,   It's clutched in the hands of a cold messenger,   Who's mission is shared with his moniker,   Will there ever be an end to the lists and names,   Though he whispers the question, he knows all the same,   He'll always be doing this and always be reading,   Crossing out names and to the other side leading,   Souls with their shocked faces, as if they can't quite believe,   That this time, from the pain, they are finally freed,   So he walks through the night with

Just a kiss With bloody lips Ice-cold hands And snowy wisps Among the drift And Winter's rift Our bodies lost Our hearts adrift Tears that fall In love's dark thrall Blood in the snow We've lost it all Blades so sharp Don't miss their mark They pierce soft flesh And make eyes dark For every star I have but one wish Don't leave me here With just a kiss

The itsy-bitsy spider crawled up the water spout Down came the rain and washed the spider out Out came the sun and dried up all the rain The itsy-bitsy spider crawled up the spout again Once and twice and over again the spider climbed on up Through the sun and through the rain, on the verge of giving up Every time she reaches the top the storm bears down on her But she keeps on going even through the teary blur She's fearful and exhausted and has a broken heart Every time she mends it-- it's turned into an art Maybe she just wants a hug and a kiss upon the cheek So she can keep on going and perhaps not feel so weak

Slip-sliding Treads grinding Remember where it began Guns whining Dust blinding We're falling far too fast Blood flying Friends dying Tangos are everywhere Skin frying Tears drying The fire's coming now Bodies lying Him fighting The sword just pushes through Body trying Hopes dying He finally bit the dust Wind sighing Light dying Remember the Fall of Reach

Just a kiss With bloody lips Ice-cold hands And snowy wisps Among the drift And Winter's rift Our bodies lost Our hearts adrift Tears that fall In love's dark thrall Blood in the snow We've lost it all Blades so sharp Don't miss their mark They pierce soft flesh And make eyes dark For every star I have but one wish Don't leave me here With just a kiss

Paper-thin skin Glassy dark eyes Limbs so delicate like hummingbird wings Her shoulderblades are sharp razors Against the fragile hospital gown So many 'maybes' fall from her lips As she watches the outside world 'Maybe I can run like them one day,  Maybe I can sing without cutting off,   Maybe I can have those strong, sunkissed muscles too.' The blueglass sky so bright outside The dry things they bring her to eat The flat, lukewarm water they give her Her mother's hand on her back Is all tainted by that clinical tang But for now she will wait In her crystal clear Bone white Death-scented Halls filled with pale wraiths

Roses are red, Violets are blue, Guess what, jackass? I'm going to kill you. I'll follow you until the end of time, All the others better step off, Because bitch, you're mine. Roses are red, Violets are blue, Guess what, jackass? I'm going to kill you. It's not like I cried when I saw you two, Naked with your legs tangled up, And your mouths like glue. Roses are red, Violets are blue, Guess what, jackass? I'm going to kill you. He's not the one I'm after- that's just cliche, So instead I'll off you, not him, On this pretty day. Roses are red, Violets are blue, Guess what, jackass? I'm going to kill you. I'll get a c

The feel of the sun and rain in her hair, The breathless laugh of the hunter. The roaring blood in her ears, Wind and ice never could stop her. The call of the ancient voices are soft, In the youth of the new world's mind. The whispers of older times, Are no longer fresh in the blood deep inside. The wings on her back were invisible, But the armer was true and strong. With her sword in hand she marched, To battle with the Old Ones' song. No walls or chains held her back, No ropes bound her spirit inside. No man or woman could keep her down, Nothing could tame that raw spirit so wild. Maybe the magic of the old world has gone,

Sometimes I want to hide Sometimes I want to be The only one who knows What it's like to be me Sometimes the eyes on me Get to be too much And sometimes I want to disappear And be a whispered hush Just sit here in the dark Where I'm safe and sound But the quiet here Is too loud So while I'm hiding I begin to feel That maybe the love Might actually be real I push aside the knives In my mind Driving towards my neck And the flesh behind Because sometimes it's harder To be nobody Than it is to be Somebody

Fire and the taste of blood in my mouth. Is it mine? I don't know. Can you hear the sound of my swords? Can you hear the breath in my chest as it leaves? If you do, don't come. I don't want you to see me like this. I know it would break your heart, because it would break mine too. Still, I miss you. I hurt and I miss you. I want you to sit with me while I die. I want you to hold my hand. I want you to tell me that it's okay for warriors to cry. But I don't want you to hear this sound. I don't want you to hear the sound of My tears falling, My bones snapping, My blood flowing, M y  h e a r t  s t o p p i n