Your Eyes

In your eyes where shadows lay.

Is the pain for which you shouldnt pay.

Your eyes are a window to your heart.

They reflect the one who tore you apart.

Your smile tries to cover the pain in your eyes,

But it all shines through the mask of lies.

He tore you to peices threw them aside.

You hide away the hurt so your tears subside.

Your laugh faulters, proving me right.

Your smile fades when he's within your sight.

I know how you hurt, I really do.

Trust me when I say I've been there too.

A heart will heal with time and care.

But to heal you need him to be there.

You need to catch him before he gets too far.

Remind him, without him, you're not up to par.

Make him see reason, or I'll do it myself.

I hate to see you like this, the broken doll on the shelf.

Your eyes reveal what lies within you.

You see the clouds yourself within your gaze of blue.

I see from a different perspective, watch you fall.

Please dont let me watch you lose it all.

In your eyes is the match to his.

Deep in your eyes I still see the bliss.

It's covered up, hiden away and behind.

But it can only be him, the bliss will find.

It's in his eyes, his movement and more.

He wants it back to the way it was before.

But to avoid the possibility of you having forgotten,

He wont try, it's his instincts that stop him.

Everyone has the chance to stop the pain.

To slay the monster who needs to be slain.

So before his heart is over-ridden,

Take him back, it's not too sudden.

It's in your eyes, the truth I see.

Save you and him from eternal agony.

Second Chance.

Kneeling down on this stone floor.

I know I have been here before.

The lights are dim with in my soul.

The light within me is more empty than full.

The air is crisp, cold, and lacking heat.

Despite the flames beside my feet.

The tall shadow bears down upon me.

In his eyes, is my death I see.

Relief fills me up, more than before.

He'll kill me and I wont feel this pain anymore.

The chains rattle slightly as he pulls them free.

This wasn't how I wanted him to save me.

He holds the keys in his hand.

While gesturing for me to stand.

He leads me out and into the sun.

"Careful." He says, "Your second chance has begun."

Time, for me, has turned the table.

A second chance is all I'm able.

The Last

The last thing I know,

The last thing I wanna be;

Is what you want,

To see in me.

The last tears I'll shed,

Are not your cause.

The last wounds are not;

From your verbal claws.

The last pain I'll feel,

Is not your hurtful lies.

The last bliss I'll catch,

Is not the butterflies.

The last time I'll fall,

Is not you tripping me.

The last time I'll fly,

Is not because of your wings.

The last time I'll breathe,

Isn't the air from your chest.

The last time I'll say goodbye,

Will hurt more than the rest.

I'm the last you'll remember.

I'm the last you'll wish for.

I'm the last you'll want here.

The last you'll want to walk through the door.

The last time I'll leave;

I'll leave you behind.

The last time I'll see;

Is when I am blind.

The last time I'll hear,

You begging on your knees,

The last time I'll kindly say,

"Let me go, please."

The last time I'll be,

Gentle with your heart.

Is the last time, last time,

You'll ever tear me apart.

I'm Safe Here.

She was staring in horror at the bodies in front of her. The one man standing was walking slowly towards her. His face clouded over with worry.

"Its okay now. Your save, love." He said gently, barely above a whisper.

"I know." She was shaking slightly out of fear and her voice was no louder than his. "Say something. Talk about anything." She closed her eyes for a minute. "Just so I can get these pictures out of my head for a minute to think." She begged.

He caught her up in his arms, holding her close. He ran a hand through her soft black hair that reached down to the middle of her back. "Shall I talk about the night?" He whispered quietly into her ear.

At his touch, her fear leaked away. Her eyelids slowly opened, revealing her baby blue eyes. "Or shall I talk about the moon and the stars that sparkle in your eyes?" His thumb traced the bone around her right eye.

"Or shall I talk about roses?" His thumb traced a path towards her lips where his thumb rested on her lower lip. "And my need to taste the rose petals?" His lips touched hers.

He was gentle at first, soothing her terrified mind, just reminding her that the danger was gone. And that she was safe in his arms. He pulled her closer, and she gave in. She needed him like she needed air. And he needed her like he needed the magic that ran through his veins to keep him alive, for her.

Before her, he wondered why he had even lasted this long in his world. He could never find a reason. But now he had a reason. The reason being: his long lost princess. His bride. And though she doesn't yet know it, his child that she carries.

I Feel...?

I Feel:

Pain

Because my wounds wont heal.

Scared

Because I've lost my way.

Pity

For those who let me turn away.

Hate

For those who tell me who I have to be.

Longing

To be somewhere I can feel at home.

Sorry

For those I will leave behind.

Confused

Because Ive lost the meaning for life.

Safe

Because of those who give my heart warmth.

Love

Because I know Im not completely alone.

Doubtful

Because I dont know where I'm going.

Depressed

Because of all the pain I've been through.

Confident

Because I know I will live through it all.

Saved By Wings

I'm trapped in the flames.

I'm frozen in fear.

I scream as I die.

But no one can hear.

He comes to take me.

Flames, pain and all.

Captured in his arms, I cry.

He whispers, "I wont let you fall."

His white wings lift us.

Into the blue sky.

I'm scared and confused.

Did I really die?

He laughed aloud.

Answering my fears.

"Not dead." He said.

"No let go of your tears."

I cried for the first time,

In my few years of life.

While those fifteen years,

Where full of troubles and strife.

"I've come to save you."

He held me closer still.

Suddenly I jerked awake.

The burn was agony, my screams shrill.

Out in the distance,

Beyond the flames were sounds.

"Just hold on, we're comming!"

I was going to be found.

His face was there then,

And his strong arms.

Worry creased his forehead,

But his eyes held his charms.

He lifted me with grace.

And he was my only lifeline.

He strokes my hair gently.

"Shh." He crooned. "You'll be fine."

The flames begin to die,

As we walk away.

"Please.." I whisper.

"Dont leave me. Stay."

He looked into my eyes.

And I knew who he was then.

He was my angel savior.

And he flew us away once again.

Now I have him with me.

And never will I let go.

His wings beat to my heart's rhythem.

And he'll protect me forever, I know.

What Goes Up...

When something is aloud to rise.

The height of it can be a suprise.

Some will make it to the very top.

Others will faulter and will drop.

I have learned that angels fly.

With mighty wings across the sky.

But have you ever heard one fall?

One who happend to lose it all?

The laws of nature tell us now:

That what goes up, must come down.

And sadly that's what happend to me.

I lost my wings that would carry me free.

"The sky's the limit," is what they say.

But no matter I'll try every day.

I'll succeed that limit, flying ever more,

I wont be on ground like I was before.

I'll look to that sky with a wishful eye.

Someday, I promise you, I will fly.