Absolutely Flawless! This was really captivating!!

Very good. Clear and concise! Great job.

Crows lurk, where the graveyards swell, painting this face in shadows... trying to hide in where I fell. A gathering of shapes replaced in the earth......... in death I'll find beauty....... in decay.... I'll find worth. Relapsing commotion grows dim in the shroud, ever present is the gloom.... hailing from the crowd. But all of them are told to leave me resting in the ground...corroded in perpetuation...awaiting to be found.

Oh my... You've got the gift girl! It's like every time I read your poetry you inspire me to continue

Truth, a seemingly harmless placebo, bringing closure to a chance of reign. To equivocate, until it's too late, vicariously spelling our name. Elation turns evenescent, defining a natural depressent, regaling to the past by using the present.

The dirt has washed off, but my blood will forever stain, I finally learn the rythm to this chemical symphony, that once more begins it's course through my veins. I remember when it first taught me how to dance. A two stepping derelict, that progressed into this addictive trance. Don't stop dancing, whatever you do.... Do Not Stop. The Buzzing in my ears.. The Itch in my heart.... THE GOOD WILL OF MEN THAT NEVER CAME TOGETHER, TO FALL APART. But the relation in their circuitry, (The Brain and Heart) a mystery that everyone seems to mention.... But their distance from one another are divided only by your intention.

None taken :) Thank you

Thank you so much guys. I really appreciate the positive feedback!

Something that I swore was a nightmare, left marks on my skin, and impressions of darkness in my sight. Torn between two lives, and the options that adjoin and separate them, is where I am.. Where I spend my life. I want to sleep beside her, to assure myself of waking, infused in beauty. Nothing more. This feverish idealism is discarded. It is the great wave of my depression. It runs away with me. Remember me… when our distance in miles, turn to abating memories… Remember me. We speak so much in my sleep, more than when we have when we where both awake, and because of that, my dependency deepened in you. Effortlessly you will go, and naturally I'll have no choice but to stay. But I can live through you, placing you where I'd want to, and choosing the words for you to say. We can descend into one another in my dreams, and fall perfectly. Meet me by the woods. Take my heart shaped hand, and we can find meaning, not as two lovers, but as one complete being. We'll catch fireflies. Capturing them in lamps for light, even though it's a very dim glow, we both know, there's not much time in dreams, and we have nowhere to go. I'll be by the broken barbed wire fence, counting black doves, with filthy hands from a darkened humanity slowly being rinsed… Meet me by the woods…By the woods I'll stay.

Wow... You never cease to amaze me with your abilities... That one got my heart rate up!

It's always my pleasure.

Whoa... That's heavy.

I love the vivid picture you paint with your words... Awesome job Broseph!

Absolutely.. And some dance like a two stepping derelict with two left feet. :)

Bro, I think that ultimately you have to look and see what they are going through... If there isn't any obvious signs, play the field. Be slow to reply and allow them the space to really see the lack of emotional investment that they are giving you! Hope this helps.. Aj

Only a single note in her voice orchastrated a mass for the dead? I couldn't be accounted for... for I was uninvited. Resentment is common, or is it the taking out of the context? Describe to me the quality of the wake... addressing her retrospect. No? Then let me save you the suspense by adding the ending to the start. A stone's throw was the distance that had kept us so far apart. And as she lies, lost to the other side of the ground, dressed in dead roses and a baby breath gown... She still would have denied, her bitter pride, as she died with a frown.

Oh My God!!! This might be the best thing I've ever read!!! What an accomplishment!! Muah!

I guess it would be safe to say that the story would take a lifetime to tell. :)

I could expand on the points of the few and far in between, but please try to understand what was not meant to be seen. When I fell to earth, my purpose was severed from the soul. Suffering from a story that has yet to have been told. And as I exist, missing in this parallel, I see that I am the same distance from Heaven, as I am from Hell.

That's really good stuff!