Published Teenage Angst (part Two)Black ribbons
If I feel anything for you again the sun will burst into eternal flames of grey.
If you touched me here and now the moon would spin upon it's burly stick of red and brown.
But as the stars and sky transform into a crystal world of light,
And the darkness fades into the darkest shade of bright.
Into that devils head and mine the world dissolves and dies.
To a spinning hexagon of tears and rage as my happiness takes flight and flies.
Face to face with you again the salt tears would change to blood.
As the whispers of you distant touch comes to my mind.
You took all sanity for such a long time, but as I build these walls again I think of you and smile.
It is you not I who should cry these heavy tears of shame.
Of the grace taken from me never to be replaced again.
As so as I walked my lonely path I thought of my hands gripping and taking this to it's death.
Now untouchable, surrounded by this shield my brass.
As my night turns to scarlet bright day again in a childlike way I dream of a ship floating into the sky,
With the black ribbons of my mind cascading forward to the foreverness of the end.