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When moonlight spills across the floor,And night comes soft and deep,I stand beside your little bedsAnd listen while you sleep. The world grows still, the stars lean low,The dark begins to sing,And in the hush of every breathI find my everything. I wonder where your dreaming goes,What skies your hearts may see,What castles rise, what…
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People speak of strength with tightened fists,And of battles proudly won.As though the measure of a manIs all that he has done. I’ve walked those dark and lonely roads,Paved by rage and pride.I’ve felt what happens to a heartWhen mercy is denied. I’ve trained these hands through countless yearsTo answer pain with pain.I’ve watched one…
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When darkness finds my weary eyes,The ghosts return once more.They walk the halls I cannot leave,And knock upon my door. They wear the faces time preserved,The ones I cannot save.They speak without a single word,From every silent grave. Some came from nights I called my home,Where fear became my guide.A child who learned that some…
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I built these walls from promises I could not keep.Worn photographs still linger in forgotten drawers.I have stood on both sides of goodbye long enough to know its language.Love found me four times and left carrying pieces of my name.Like broken glass, some wounds were given and some were earned. All these years later, I…
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Through Your Eyes People have spoken about my eyesfor as long as I can remember. They tell me it feels as thoughI am looking past the surface,past the practiced smiles,past the careful words. As though I can see somethingthey never intended to show. Some grow quiet beneath my gaze. Some look away. Some laugh nervouslyand…
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I have never believed in tomorrow. People speak of it as though it waits beyond the horizon,a place we are destined to arrive,but I have lived long enough to know better. There is only now. The breath in my lungs.The rain against the window.The ache in my chest. Everything else is memory. By the time…
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When it rains, it fucking pours. So many things can go right and wrong at the same time, and right now everything feels like it’s breaking me. I want to shut the feelings off, dive into a bottle, and get lost there until everything feels better again. I won’t, but I fucking want to. I…
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If I must come for you No force exists to save you from me No prayers you scream will be answered No silent God will show you His mercy Your body will be mine for the breaking Little by little, you’ll understand why they say death is not the cruelest ending Before I am through,…
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Moonlight I talked with the devil at midnight, Heart in pieces, worn thin with despair. I cursed and I wept while he listened, Bottle in hand as he pulled up a chair. A grin touched his lips as he studied me. “I can make all that suffering end.” He poured out two shots and held…
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How cruel to lose in just one nightWhat felt so safe, so sure,To wake and find what held me closesimply doesn’t exist anymore. And crueler still to watch you goAs though it cost so little,To see you step so easilyBeyond what broke me brittle. I keep replaying every word,Each moment, every touch,And break beneath the…
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Ink & Shadows: The Words of Osiris j Reapor 