My consciousness

Recognition of pain through the eyes of the broken
I find peace within dismay, Logic through hate
Kissing the lips of deception provides proof of my sanity
For within the hopeless depths of my life lives no real thought

Within the realm of my mind, Nothing is absolute
Except death's disfigurement of my perfect reality
I subdue myself to future thoughts with no real concept of life
My health withers, my heart falters, But my soul remains

What is the concept of reality?
For what is portrayed before my eyes remains consists only
Of life's misery and the equivalent sacrifice that we have endured
There poses no real defination within the concequences we oppose to call something perfect

I've endured love, But conceded Deception
Nothing within Time heals the heart, For scars heal; but the wound remains
As i come to terms with my consciousness and my severed heart greives you absence
I become more aware of the difficulites in living, And my strength to endure
I live on heartless, My immortal soul

Regret Nothing: Risk

My love is for you is ever-present
There is nothing that can stop the flowing river of passion that is flowing from me to you
If only...you felt the same way too
How will I know?

You show me know clear intrest
But no clear rejection is forthcoming
My patience is withstanding your ignorance of the importance of your decision
Yet your delay makes me ponder...

Is it worth the risk of losing you...
To gain you even more?
Is getting your intimate affection more important...
Than what we had before?

The answers to those questions no longer concern me
Because I have made my decision
No longer will I sit and wait for approval

Live.
Explore.
Learn.
Regret Nothing.

?

Why doesn't the sun shine as bright as it used to?
Why don't flowers bloom in springtime like they used to?
Why do I feel this sudden emptiness in my soul that I'm not used to?
Only you can answer this question
The savage beast you are
The quite deceptive character I must say...
You do nothing...and hurt me
Or did I just let you slip away?
Did you not acknowledge me?
Or did I not make myself known?

Oppurtunity lost?
Experience gained?
These questions stay still in the back of my brain
My words are no longer necessary...
There is no more chance
Moving on is the only way...
To take the hurt away and the pain...
Or bring the freedom?

...?