Fairy Tale

The tides are turning,
An oasis turned blue,
The palm trees are burning,
The light shining on you.

And the world just stops spinning,
As the surrounding water dries,
Past memories ever thinning,
As they flash before my eyes.

The future unravels,
Seeming to fade away,
Any hope of travels,
Are no longer in the fray.

In the air is a sad sound,
A lullaby of naught,
As we come around,
A war lost yet never fought.

A utopia never tranquil,
Born from hopes and dreams,
Never moving forward, always still,
Coming apart at the seams.

Cold as winter,
As there is no sun to shine,
Pressured like a splinter,
Feet soaked with brine.

Yet I await for your veil,
On this black coarse sand,
I want my life to be a fairy tale,
And it will as soon as you hold my hand

Tonight My Heart Dies

Is it worth the breath,
When there is nothing left to hold,
Nothing is ever as appealing as death,
In a world so wrong, so cold.

How even the night was bright,
The stars would shine,
But I can't find the might,
When you aren't mine.

The tears stain my hope,
Drowning my dreams for a better tomorrow,
How can one cope,
When their hearts only feel sorrow.

How am I supposed to stay,
When my emotions can't rest,
My life always ends up this way,
Miserable at best.

Nothing can ever be the same,
Without those piercing eyes,
Without your name,
Tonight my heart dies.

Shriveled up is my will,
As the sun has set forever,
All it'd take is one pill,
For my mortal attachment to sever.