The weight of silence presses down on me,

Was it anger, was it sadness? Or just what I can’t see.

Emotions and echoes haunt me in the night,

Each moment I can’t find you is another I fight.

I reach for your voice but the darkness won’t speak,

The silence grows louder, yet it’s your face that I seek.

As I walk through the dark, I feel you in the air,

A presence unseen, yet I know you were there.

...

Rotting flowers can still smell sweet, Evil’s Perfume makes the lie complete.

Complisit , illicet, the devil in disguise ,he thrives in deception , where loyalty dies.

Sugar on ashes can sweeten the taste , though the feast you prepare, leaves you starved and disgraced.

Betrayl and loyalty seem to go hand in hand , paralyzed you realize this was part of the plan

Even Snow White is not this ...

Does love die, does it lie?

Does it stay constant, or deny?

Does it hurt, does it flirt,

Does love even work?

In your beginning love is born,

Love is nurtured, love is torn.

How love feels as love grows,

How it steals and how it shows.

How it heals, how it lives,

How much beauty love still gives.

Love can dim, love can go,

Love is warm, yet love is cold.

Love is bold—my love I hold.

Love can fa...