The Unknown Killer

The death of each of us is not a physical one

it is the one that strikes us each day without notice

it sits there with barely any acknowledgment 

yet makes an impact that kills us before our physical death has begun 

It fosters the things that make us weak 

constantly pulling at the things we try to hide

resurfacing our worst nightmares leaving us meek

and under its control, to it's rules we must abide

This is fear I speak of 

not the things we claim to be fear

not heights or drowning in the depths of the sea

but the fears that matter, like a life without love

The fears that reap our hearts of confidence

the ones that are so torturous we must shelter away

the ones that no matter how much we ponder, never make sense

and the ones that make our true selves die each day

They are not created with time

they have been planted on each of our souls

a burden to carry for our lives

the lack of balance on a tight rope, and our lives are the line

It is fear that keeps us from our goals

it is fear that makes us lose control 

it is fear that keeps us from our dreams

and it is fear that tears us at the seams

What Has Become of My Heart

In my world there are only two types of love,
the kind of love that is so deep and intense that nothing can tear it apart
and the kind of love that is so twisted and cruel it only tears apart
sadly in my world the later is the one that rules above

I have spent my time obsessing over finding the rest of my soul
searching without directions, lost, with no control
I stumble, I fall each day
and watch many walk away

There has only been one that I can recall
that has made me feel the love that cannot be torn
and many many loves that rip my soul a little more,
making my spirit and hope once again fall

It is that one, that has saved me time and time again
while the twisted loves are all just full of pretend
although there have been some genuine and true
they do not try to make my heart anew

They may be there for a month, a day, a year
trying to fix what is left of my fragile state
but after time they give up like all the rest
and I am left to shed another tear

Does this one make it worth all the pain?
does the momentary happiness give enough gain?
For the time being yes, I believe it is so
and now for the one, I beg you please do not go