forget me not

remember me thy rock once called.
remember me, my tears for you hath shed. 

pushed outside beyond sight, slain is my hope this lonely night. 

forget me never, cherish my passion, brazen, blind. 

forget not loves true arrow loosed 

sours not for all your beauty beheld but all else you are, 

a complex flaw, furrowed brow in angers rise,
a twisted path through darkened ruins to be rebuilt.
This is truth, gleaming through thick dirt. Hardly seen now. 

I wait in foolish hope, that sober light, does wake your heart

glimpsing truth through black filth and reddened eyes, 

and with hoarse reprise, cough up the mad confusion 

declaring me yours, and feeling the warmth spread to a happy smile. 

Finding me

blurred thoughts, fists clenched. My eyes squeezed tight shut.
the years an ache on me, the shadow spilling out, touching my heart with fury.
longing for retribution on no man, on every man, with swollen rage I will take them, merciless
within, deep, so hidden. A crack of black darkness, terrifying, liberating blackness.
like an addicts folly it hides inside my tears, now steaming, streaming down my face.
sword in shaking hand, a downfall of strikes, cutting down, a despaired wild animal now free.
living and dying sometimes so similar to touch, that line now too obscured and my pain turns on me. 
and for myself I look to the hourglass to see nothing left. Only my own face, death all along.
Found me at last.