KierrnJaden

Every time I spoke with you, it seemed I broke again. I’d lain awake in bed those nights,remembering our time then. We laughed together, cried together, now it's in the past. We loved together, but we knew that it would never last. Those diamond shards of bitter glass, they flew into my soul. My nefesh sobbed, my spirit cried “My God, please make me whole…” My eyes tonight, so dry they are. Can’t shed a single tear. I’ve cried them out, and now I must confront my greatest fear. My death, it be, and now I see that all I thought was wrong. I always thought of you as weak. I know now

Musky scent of aging pages, peace and quiet, silent hall. Stoic tomes, all spanning ages, written word, entrancing thrall. Each one holding, keeping silent deepest secrets, held within. Revealing only when they're open greatest honor, darkest sin. Love of lovers, joy of youth. Shattered hearts, and bleeding souls. Silent volumes speak of truth. Of broken ones becoming whole. Moving through the darkened hallway, like a wraith, or ghost of men, Shadows stalking, in me always, searching for the truth again. A sad and dark one, moving slowly, touching books with solemn hand. Knowing that their secrets cannot save his so

"Come, my love, I die tonight." The dark one says in fairy flight. Dusk far gone, dark is our time. Joined in broken bliss, sublime. Far above the land, we twirl. A dying boy, A crying girl. Never wanting to let go. But fall, we must. And that we know. Dark one's short time, gone it be. His blind eyes open, cannot see. Icy cold creeps on his skin. Life's fire dying from within. He reaches out to touch her face. He loses hold and falls through space. The dark one falling from the sky, The gold one weeping, hear her cry. Dark one's gasping final breath. Green eyes glaze, then close in death. Gold's heart fading, falli