Gabriel's Tell A Tale Emporium

To temper the sting of loneliness I have my patience and my faith. My  patience has been a blessing given through the tempest of fire and turmoil. My faith is what keeps me holding on, hoping for a love, a romance that eclipses the sun with its power.

Power is patience, practice and poetry. Perseverance pays against pitiful punks plotting to get you. Pleasure and pain proceed to make me less than peaceful. In my deadly brain I'm driven,destroying demented demons in the dark. Despicable cowards left from the ashes of my shadowed heart.  Society is insatiable for solutions to stay my scheming. Seeking to stop me from stacking green with a standard stipend.  Living like a leper, lonely and  low on dough. Liking the looks on our lamented faces. Feeding their greed, growing in gluttony. Get out of the sterile system, please save me . Strive to survive while stacking substance without the savagery is the story. Sticking to the system is susceptible slavery. Following your own feet free's the fledgling fortitude.  Fearlessness is the fruit of forbearance in your own face. No more negative negotiations in the night that never ends. Follow the fundamental formula for finding your future fortune.

I can hear you within the dark, I'm not as alone as I thought. How long have you been there keeping me with silent company? How long have you waited in the shadows for me? I hear your breath, the only breeze in the void. I hear the rhythmic pounding of a heart overjoyed.  What does this mean, your newfound presence? Tell me why you came to this shadowy place? What journey brought you to this land of twilights eternal embrace? I know you are there and that silence is often golden, but it's been so long since us two have spoken. Just one word, one syllable I pray. If you can not then stay for a little while for old times sake. Though I feel you in the darkness unbounded, you don't belong in its shadow for your light has yet to be charted. So set a course for the sunrise back home, and never fear, for you will never have to walk the darkness alone, my dear.

Lightning spits, the thunder crashes, my soul echoes in the heavenly symphony of powerful chaos. I am the storm and I am scared of the elemental power.

I see why I relate to the stories that end in separation and heartache so often and so openly as to bring unshed tears pooling within my eyes. I know that now, as I have always known, that my heart aches just as fiercely and as desperately, with it's incessant thundering beat and gut wrenching emotion, that I indeed am lonely and long for the day that I no longer wish to feel this way. 

It's not for me to decide what happens to you next, though I care for you, now you're a woman I only know through text. But I know I'd still head to the guillotine for you. I'd take any manner of harm just to show how much I adore you. Though we had our time, fate is cruel as I watch you from afar. Just know that I still got love for you, I hope you know how special you truly are. Loneliness is my only lover, solitude is now closer to me then my only brother. I've never known peace since you left your name tatted invisibly across my chest, undeniably  you're memory is a ghost one day I hope to put to rest. So God help me with my troubled soul, heal these broken wings, and find me a place to go, where I never knew your name, or your sweet embrace, no visions of us fucking, no pictures in my mind and thoughts of how your lips use to taste. My eyes are haunted from the looks that you gave me, and to think that I once believed you would have my baby. There are no wo