Earth Angel.

When I was younger, I had the opportunity to be touched by your kind soul. You were the piece that fit so right, and made our puzzle whole. Now that you've gone away, much has changed with time. Our familial bond has since decayed, you were the only word that rhymed. Your life is often celebrated, by the lives you've left behind. We carry on your legacy, as you were always so caring and kind. Your beauty was apparent in the ways you showed me love. It was always unconditional, even when I placed others above you. I remember all the times when I ignored you like the rest, I apologize profusely, as I feel highly distressed. I pray for you every night, and all throughout the day. Yet still sometimes the pain of loss refuses to go away. I attempt to remain positive and solely see the good. But then I am reminded of all that I misunderstood. I am sorry for the all the times that I hurt you like I did. I cannot attempt to reason with myself and state that I was merely just a kid. I should have known better then, regardless of my age. And now my emotions are repressed and locked up inside a cage. I pray that you can see me, and often feel you near. I seek you out in times of need, as you suppress my fears. My tears have dried, and now I see you loved me so unconditionally. I know we will meet again, you were my Earth angel and my friend. Your soul touched my heart, and you have made a deep impact. I promise you that I will keep your memory intact. I love you and miss you, I wish you could come back.

Take a Bow.

The curtains go down as the lights go out. I wither, I turn, I twist and I shout. I played the only role that I assumed I knew. It turned out in the end, that the star was really you. Your words were so believable, how could I not be enticed? Your lines were all receivable, full of malice and spite. The way you delivered them sent chills up my spine. Now our bodies have separated, no longer entwined. You claimed I was your equal, only to lead me astray. I listened so intently, until you walked away. You ran off of the stage, leaving me in tears. What a pity, a travesty, after so many wasted years. I was blinded by your charm, until you stripped away the packaging. I was so disarmed, as you discarded the remnants of my dignity. So take a bow, now that you've robbed me of everything else. You played your part, as you knew you were breaking my heart. The curtains have drawn and your audience has left. My self respect gone, I just feel so bereft. Now take a bow, as that is all that time will allow.

Fall.

You were always a competitor, balanced in bravery and skill. I knew you were a predator, always out to get your kill. Like a man without morals or will, you were constantly searching for your next cheap thrill. Sadly, I am the pusher that provided you with your pills. The ones that got you high beyond belief, they ensured our love affair was nothing if not brief. Like a thief in the night, you robbed me of my sight. Stripped me of my reason, committed grand treason. You treacherously stole my leaves, that were my shelter from the cold. Were it any other season, I could have been more bold. The winter has since set in and my bones have turned so brittle. Occasionally, you still come around to make me feel so little. What more is there to take, now that you've left me here to die? My bark has begun to break, it has weakened as water has run dry. I wrap my arms around me, seeking solace from the wind. I cannot help but feel so helpless, like one accustomed to a life of sin. Much to my chagrin, I cannot stop my suffering. The seasons change again, from fall to winter's discontent. I have ceased to exist, pushed to my extent. I rid myself of this world's sorrows, as I begin my final ascent.

The Streets are on Fire.

Anomalous as I am, I have myself figured out. Anonymous and pretend, I feel so devout. As confident as I am, I am filled with doubts. My world is an asylum, it is filled with shouts. The screams pierce through the walls that I have built. They fill me with an insurmountable guilt. Even after we lost touch, and my foundation had been rebuilt. I am still a weed, that has just begun to wilt. Incandescent as I was, I gave off so much light. I spit my venom in your face, so hostile and full of spite. Bittersweet was the day, when I had finally won the fight. Much to your contrite, a new fire I had ignited. Your eyes spelt contrite, while mine were delighted. To explore the opportunity that I now had in store. Oh what a shame, now that it is you that I abhor. And it's you that I implore, much to your bliss. Whenever I feel pain, it is reminiscent of your kiss. I cough and I wheeze, as I sit and I hiss. And question how I ended up in this abyss. Lost in a maze, confused and dazed. I'm no longer surprised that my world is ablaze. The streets are on fire, the walls are in disarray. You cut like barbed wire, you are my decay.