Don't go,
God knows I can't live all alone.
Please stay,
Even if the distance still grows.

Nearly a hundred miles,
And I'm fine with the drive.
Saving up money for gas,
Working nine to five.

Don't go,
I don't care if I only hear your voice on the phone.
Please stay,
The only thing that matters is I can call you my own.

Promise me you won't leave,
Even when you have to go away.
So long as I still hear "I love you,"
I'll know you plan to stay.

She was so careful,
With that crimson thread.
As she sewed my soul,
Back into my head.

A scar is one thing
She said so calm.
As she touched my cheek,
With a vanilla palm.

But open wounds,
Are the things that ****.
You'll rarely survive,
Lest you have the will.

And so she sewed,
And I bled slow.
Waiting for my open wound,
To finally close.

I can't remember midnight,
When the morning sun rose.
And I cant remember the moonlight,
As you shed your modest clothes.

Perhaps I stared too long,
At the symmetry of your hips,
Or perhaps you thought,
I became addicted too fast to your lips.

Maybe You'll stay forever,
But tonight you're gone for good.
You're the darkness in my heart,
The part of me I never understood.

Now I remember midnight,
As the sun goes down again.
And when the night comes,
I find myself wrapped in sin.

I am Hell,
When the fires form my hands,
And gasoline spits from the veins,
I tried so hard to sew back together,
With an old syringe, needle bent and bloodied.

I am Hell,
When my eyes turn to coal,
And I breathe sulfur into your lungs.

I am Hell,
I've been burning for so long.
I am the pit,
Bloodied with the souls of the ******.
A lake of fire burning the clouds tonight.

And somehow you are Heaven,
With your blue eyes and innocence,
And the way you say God, when you barely believe.

You are Heaven,
In that tight red dress.

You are Heaven,
As we share my bed.

Somehow you're still Heaven,
Though your innocence is gone.
And somehow I'm still Hell,
When my intentions all go wrong.

You tore me apart starting with my heart
And ending in my head.
I still can't count the number of times,
I thought I'd be better off dead.

It started with your eyes,
And ended in your word.
Your smile was the perfect picture,
Your voice the sound I wish I never heard.

Somehow I thought I was too broken,
Too scarred to ever be repaired.
I never thought that love would be something,
That could cause me to be scared.

But an angel surprised me,
And took me by the hand.
Four years later,
She's made me understand.

I don't need to feel broken,
To feel someone's love.
And it's possible that,
You weren't sent from above.

Maybe you were my demons,
But she saved me from you.
And now I've found.
I'm the right one too.

I have to say the world has changed,
Since I was twelve years old.
For now I've got travel marks, scars,
And the best of stories to be told.

My feet have become the wheels,
That bring me on the ride of my life.
But somehow there's no reverse,
No brake, no end to strife.

I can't go back, I cannot stop,
This vehicle needs a change.
For ofttimes my heart beats fast,
And sometimes it's quite strange.

Even when I sleep at night,
Rest my weary head,
I know I'm in a constant line,
Straight to the land of dead.

So I'll live my life as I see fit,
Never again be told.
For I've read my story once before,
In the stories of old.

I wrote this poem in my own blood,
So you could taste it like you never could.
And I hope you find it before I decay,
Else our love will not find it's way.

My friend, my cure, my sickness and health,
I count you as the richest of wealth.
I carry you beside my heart,
And know when I die you'll not depart.

You'll dig my grave with your own two hands,
And spread my ashes on stark white sands.
You'll bleed me to the ocean blue,
Until death takes the life from you.

And when you die I hope you know,
Your path to Heaven I will show.
I'll light the darkest halls of Hell,
For Heaven died when you fell.

Angels cried for us that day,
Their tears showing us a blurry way.
Through the fire, trees and rain,
They showed us Heaven to hide our pain.

After years of trudging through,
We found Heaven with Angels few.
And so you stood with valiant stance,
And raised them up with a powerful glance.

Now Heaven's full they force our leave,
But not before we try and retrieve,
Our souls from far beyond the gates,
And back to Earth to chance our fates.