KHCloudGavlin

Often I wonder where the time went, And you along with it, Were you ever there to begin with, Just another figment, I do not know why I need to know, I'm already broken, But there is a comfort in the thought, That someone is watching... I'm suffocating in the vacuum.

At first the cold sea shocks me, its chilling touch something to be avoided and feared. But it never leaves, my body lingers in the water's embrace. It's always there, sometimes shallow enough that I can move, even laugh and play. Other times I lay floating helplessly in a bath that feels of my own design as I drift away from all time and space, teasing me towards the event horizon, towards the end of everything, before I drift back towards the shallows. 'Not today,' the tide whispers to me, almost taunting me, 'not today.'

The tide encroaches I stand there, paralyzed and watching The empty black water slowly engulfs my feet I feel cold Cold that rushes up my spine I can’t move, can’t escape The tide marches up my body I watch and wait I can feel it in my bones No escape, nothing to escape from It’s at my waist and I feel nothing My body stands still, unwavering, unflinching as it rises to my chest I look up to the sky as the tides rushes in faster and faster Nothing, no moon, no stars, the sky is a black abyss like the water that consumes me The tide swallows my head Submersed I still look up, my limp body floating in the empty water All I see

Walking through the landfill Like it's a meadow Sun shining, flowers in the garbage Butterflies spreading grime around Darkness by the winter fireplace Creeping from the flames Laughter around, dread fills me No one else feels the parasites Hundred foot waves crash into the shore Of joy or sadness, roll the die I'll check the report as I wash away.

The Epic of Agathon Helladius Book One Pax Camilla, the wife of Agathon Helladius, was staring at her husbands mausoleum in the great city of Rome with tears streaming down her face. She wonders how did it come down to this, why did he have to die this way? 20 Years Earlier The City of Sparta There is a meeting going on in Sparta, news has reached the leaders of the Greek cities of Rome's plans for a second invasion into Greece. The first invasion was repelled at Thebes by Agathon Helladius the greatest general ever to come out of Athens. Agathon speaks to the leaders. "Brothers, it appears as though Rome has not learned from their f

With a late night wish, On a shooting star Hopes that we'll go far Warm embrace, soft kiss Smiles tell, signs of bliss Young to think it was all alright Chorus: I may not be the prettiest boy But just wait a little longer And you will see, I am a handsome man Cuddling by the couch Watching your favourite movie Talking about whatever's groovy [Breakdown] Sudden turn for the worse No escape from my curse Everything seemed just fine Chorus: I may not be the prettiest boy But just wait a little longer And you will see, I am a handsome man [Solo] All I want is some more time Solve the problems with me Life isn't poetry, it

Bare rock beneath my feet Arms stretched hooked ahead Sweat drenched in the heat Climbing the infinite mountain Looking up, no end in sight So far, paradise awaits No answer with all my might Climbing the infinite mountain At hand my solution Pandora's box of creativity Free from all pollution The secret, infinite productivity Feet slip, fallen again Hot magma burning skin Failure, no hope of gain Climbing the infinite mountain Lips cracked, another step Fingertips search for the end Mountain paradise is kept Away, always away from me The edge creeps Away, always away from me My sanity crawls Away, always away from me

Replete. I find myself awake today unlike any other. My eyes the sandy camel's, far and wide the glaze it hits me with a force that knocks wind from my chest and every day I wake beside you I feel as though I am entering life for the first time repeatedly famished they drink (I drink) you like an oasis in the desert parched and eager the clouds cannot hold me down this force it is ultimate and it dwells deep in my stomach black hole chasm I want to take you keep you stranded inside lost with me, and found.

Cry openly               Smile widely                                 Stand in awe Be yourself               Love with all your heart                                 & Never, ever look back.

the sky is a haze of sunken grey, peeping stars and galaxy incredible. I sit beside you and in the dark we smoke clouds of imperfect, discussing the world and the love for our fathers that is a long time coming. We shiver collectively at the delight of the moon's mysterious guise and just like the universe I want to crawl myself inside you, discover your uncharted wiles and subspace that is your terrain, the golden glow of your face in the morning sun is an acquired taste that I could suck down and consume for the eternity that is our lives; this panting a losing battle of the subliminally hypnotized, and its undeserving glory would preceed

..love is the slowest form of suicide, so I embrace death and temper it with kisses from a king

One. promiscuity at its peak she ducks and weaves around his middle, sliding across her chest snake-like and sly-eyed smile pasting kisses with their maiche hearts he holds her firm; holds tall; holds her sweeping his hands they form fists around breasts planting love like seedlings, watering her with an ocean of cool calm drowning pegasus take flight wings fold around a centre crushed and spent, could do this all night, and they thrust and spend their hours spending their coat-walls and shattering ceiling cracks while these stories they share mere baggage carry the weight, I'll hold you to your feet my dear. Two. I cannot fathom, in all of

the slumber of a lion is a relentless calm it is a hummingbird's quiet dying breath and a few petals swept up in the rain on a tin roof the sky a heaving flux of cold and an ambiguous feeling wafting and churning above their heads with their hearts in their mouths tonight (getting to know what being alive feels like) it is an infatuation, soaking in the souls of a lover's lament.

Two things I have noticed about this town, the incredibly crisp air, and the shadows in every corner.

he holds my arms and speaks in whispers that he's not the conventional type. for a cynic, I shrug and let myself believe the escape that unfolds in his palms.

Placebo serenades us in the darkness of a quiet room, are you trying to make me fall in love with you I ask with a silent smile there is no welcoming answer, only a blind noise I recognise to be a blush I wish for him to say yes or, aren't you already, and I wrap my arms around a chest I want to nest my ribcage in, knowing that these words are too early I am a stumbling zone of Tetris begging to be put together and broken repeatedly he yields graciously like a knight to sword approaching a queen and it is an unmistakable breath of heaven, so we build and build until the ringing could crack the sky and Zeus would aim a lightning bolt because