Knightmare81

I kneel before my Queen, unmasked I pledge myself true, her sword raised I bow my head in fidelity, my world spins and with a sudden stop I stair at a headless fool

The world disappeared when I saw her I froze and lost my words As she moved through the room my eyes followed Theres something about her What do I do? What do I say? Her beauty, the way she moves I needed to meet her but my feet, my feet were heavy and don't move Theres something about her Her face so delicate, I want to hold her smile Touch her emerald eyes with mine Taste the sweetness of her lips Theres something about her I build my courage and step toward her I don't remember the words but I remember her voice Like an autumn leaf falling it glides through the air theres something about her Days pass as only minutes when w

This soul is stained from you My heart is cold and numb There is no bliss, no ascension Whats left.............................................. The rest are tainted by you Words drip of lies and betrayal There is no confidence, no compassion Whats left.................................... This mind was broken by you Memories scream of pain and madness There is no relief, no solice Whats left........................ The world reeks of you Spring blossums smell of death and decay There is no new birth, no hope Whats left.

Who am I? I can’t remember I remember who I was, what I was Now nothing I was dead I watched others live Then with a phantom kiss I was brought back, though not complete Like a pendulum my heart swings in my chest Never still, teasing me with life and death What could be and what should be Who am I? I am hatred I am jealousy I am anger Who am I? I am love I am loyalty I am hope These two ends fight for my soul, killing me from with in If a victor not found nothing will remain Who am I? Give me a name, a reason,

There is a forest of perpetual night One that the sun does not dare touch Those who live here know only darkness and death Their defense; to kill Yet in hell there stands a single yellow rose Her radiance giving light to hell and comfort to the damned So long I have lived in the cold dark night I had forgot the feel of sun and warmth Yet this little yellow rose has rekindled my heart She has shown me dawn and spring again But her light is dimming and her beauty wilting For her thorns however small have pricked those who would care Those who would bring her sun flee in fear with her joy I will make you forget this night I will ho

Everyone hurts a little sometime Everyone hates a little sometime Everyone wants to die a little sometime You have to accept the sometimes……sometime Everyone needs compassion sometime Everyone needs love sometime Everyone needs someone sometime You have to accept the sometimes……sometime

A story of two who could be one Two hearts that would live in bliss if not for this Fantasy meeting reality Lovers torn from their lovers warmth There is a flame that burns bright in this night Lost souls are drawn for its comfort Yet I stand in its heart and recieve no relief My heart grows cold and my soul weary of these lonely nights Before this I did know love My heart did feel warmth In perfect paradise I lived A heart pure and untainted held my love and I hers How does forever end How do hearts grow cold Why do angels fall A seeming dove took my heart And from heaven to hell I fell With a cry from a raven I woke Alone

The Line of A Woman These angels are a gift to men. In all of heaven and earth her form is a perfect thing. The line of her neck glides over her shoulders as her arms fall around you. Your finger tips follow the curve of her spine as it runs down her back. Her legs rise to her swaying hips like a tulip dancing in a soft breeze. They are like snowflakes each one uniquice and delicite . Our eyes fall over her ever line and we watch her every movement. We are saduced. As powerful as her beauty is you can not see her most perfect line. It starts in her heart, you can tell in her eyes, and it finally falls from her lips. "I love you."