Poetry

They came in the
depths of sleep
Dream eaters to
plague my darkness
Troll whisperers
taunting my love
Their poison
running through my veins
My soul in chains
and on trial

I plead to the jury
for love
I plead again only
silence
The voice of love,
lost in a sinners scream
In the balcony
weeping angels,
Rain teardrops of
salt onto my bleeding arms

In this dark nether
world
I see the cold
light of a distant star
The last refuge of
my dying soul
My only comfort in
this realm of Fear

Phantoms sit at my
table to deliberate
While dining on
lonely hearts,
And drinking
promises made in the heat of passion
Sweet as unicorn
blood, the last deceit

Hecklers at the
windows
Mocking silent
poems never sent
A life never to be

The verdict guilty
as always
My beating heart
the last bastion of my love
I kneel in
sacrifice to the Gorgon
Love is lost, and
so am I

Behind the eyes of
the beast
I see grief not of
this earth,
Pain beyond any
dying planet
And yes love, in my
executioner

For even the
blackest heart
Needs love, for
this is the secret of all existence.

And as I die a
distant star awaits
For the next lover
to find this truth

You see love cannot
be chained,
Nor can it be
selective
It resides in the
pillars of good and evil
And it will be with
you
Even in your
darkest hour.

My epitaph, Romeo