Bloody letters!

Dripping blood on a marble floor,
Horses hooves smearing those,
Paint, paint these images before they fade,
Gone in those mopping blades,
Bleeding stone, is it?
Heartless it was, wasn't it?
Straining against these constraints,
Entangled in the bushes of hell,
Stop it I say,
Break these chains,
Be a free stallion again!

Sanity Where Art Thou?

You ask me to know worldliness,
When all I desire is eternal bliss?
How can you be so blind, insensitive; selfish?
Open up your heart please,
Look beyond the mirror,
Find and stare at the glass,
Its not you, nor I,
Its a ghost,
An empty shell
Walking on the cliff edge, as it rains,
Dripping, soaked, insane,
Laced with malice,
Sadness laden, clanking like chains,
As days of yore, stop and restrain,
A prisoner within the brain,
Just let go, do not strain,
Or it might snap,
And end up deranged.

Graveyards

Slumping down in an abyss,
Plummeting to the bottomless pit,
There comes a moment of silence,
Of being at peace,
Not caring or withstanding,
Any desires or needs,
Just sinking deep,
Within the knowledge of being one,
And the warmth of being received,
Received where,

Collected skulls and bones are resting in eternal silence,
Rattling in boxes, rusting, being eaten away by moths and spiders,
This is where my heart dwells,
Without any gaps getting wider;
Step on one, step on five, scatter,
What does it matter?
It is my home, or will be when I desire.